sorry, i have to get this off my chest.

having a boyfriend with a car doesn’t equate to hiring (but not paying) a taxi driver. so dear princess, if you cannot bear to let your golden ass touch the seats of public transports or you cannot afford to put your golden feet on the streets general public walk on, go hire yourself a chauffeur.

oh, if you cannot afford a chauffeur, don’t expect your boyfriend to be at your beck and call. he is not obliged (nor paid) to drive you to anywhere anytime. by the way, if your boyfriend is nice enough to do so, at least show him some appreciation and respect. this is kindda common sense. can’t believe i have to spell it out. *shrugs* oh wells.

to prevent the narrow-minded monster from doing its stuff again, please understand that i’m not against anyone here. its the libra in me commenting on situations where someone is being unfairly treated.

dear guys

telling you that ‘I want a boyfriend’ is just a fyi. it does not translate to

 ’I am desperate for you’

Neither does ‘I feel comfortable with her, but no sparks’ give you

 the right to mislead others.

Haha. now you know~

^%#*$&^%#*($^

hello clapeyron, rayleigh, lamb, plesset, clausius, maxwell, leidenfrost and many other who my selective reading has omitted, please come back to life and derive something understandable by humans will ya? if not i will hate you guys more than newton, i swear!

i just won 4D first prize!

the probability of winning the first prize in 4D is 1 out of 10,000 chance. but guess what! using singapore land area over the total land area on earth, the chances of being born in singapore is 1 out of 210,000! which makes everyone born in singapore a sure winner of 4D! so everyone born in singapore, time to throw in your $2 to buy 4D!

note: this post is not sponsored by singapore pools. but if singapore pools decided to reward me secretly, please let my brother win the first prize in 4D =]

spongebob in chinese brings an entirely new meaning to the show. now i’m addicted to 派大星. 

btw, facebook’s auto-tag is awesome! alvin and yanting. hmmmmm. it must be a hint from someone up there!! so i have been match-making the wrong guy to yanting after all! time for discussion with my consultants! *grins*

bath and body works

few months ago, my colleague gave me this after her holidays in US. and it changed my life! i had never heard  of eucalyptus spearmint (and i still dont know how to pronounce it) for the past 23 years on earth and this small bottle changed my life! now i think i cant live without eucalyptus spearmint. trust me, it really relieves stress and helps to focus! yup, i am recommending it with my life! *grins*

i tried searching for eucalyptus in singapore and seriously, none smells as good as this. so, i will just stick to bath and body works. sooooo, anyone going to US soon?? or anyone wants to chip in and start a spree for this??

my first confine space assessment~

Confine Space: SMRT Bus Number 856
Reason for Entry: To shuttle between work and home when company bus/taxi/colleagues’ cars are unavailable.
Atmosphere hazard: Presence of awful smelling gas and pungent rotten egg smell.
Emission source: about 40  foreign workers who refuse to shower after work/before boarding the bus.
Physical hazard: Noise
Noise source: the same 40 foreign workers talking at the top of their voice in at least 10 different languages.

Control Measures:
1. Wear air respirators and ear muffs when on board the bus.
2. Stop doing OTs
3. Walk home
4. Urge the MP to provide buses specially for people who bothered to shower before taking public transport
5. Perform a gas check before entering the confine space
6. Bus driver to display “awful smelling gas” warning poster on the entrance to bus

Using the hierarchy of control measures, we should opt to eliminate the hazards if possible. I can choose to walk home or stop doing OT. Walking home will instill additional hazards such as skin cancer due to over-exposure under the sun.

In conclusion, I have to stop working OT! *sign on the permit!*

ps: Boss, are you reading?

buddies for life, without fine prints

i’m so sorry buddies, i just have to post this epic fail photo of us 42368413 years ago…

at least this shows that we are true friends; we accepted each other regardless of how we looked like! and did stupid things together! *grins*

thankfully, things become a little better 42368413 years after… we had set off for different adventures after secondary four and finally, we realise our individual dream and celebrated it at a very memorable place, VCH, the place we achieved our gold medal 42368413 years ago.

we were like power rangers, kelly was pink, shihua was blue, i was yellow and weng was orange. somehow, over the years, weng’s orange had became RED. 

ie, look below =)

anyway, congratulations buddies! from this point, we will step out onto our new adventures, knowing that no matter what happens, our buddies for life will be there for us. 

*bang bang chest point at you!*

ps: melvyn, if you are reading this, do you think its time u resurface to earth again?

hello up there!

i think someone up there is reading my blog! either that, or my ohmm mali mali chant is working~ either way, thank you very very very very much!! lub you dip dip!

for those who are not sure what i am talking about, see this!!

totally cant wait for 15 nov =]

hello there~

someone just asked me “if you are to find a camera of better specifications today on a cab, will you keep it?” and without even a slightest hesitation, i answered “i will return it”. yes, i just lost my camera. but this made me understand the feeling of losing a prized possession even better. my purple powershot is not just any camera. its a partner, like a secretary, recording all the memorable life moments, knowing what you love and what you need. the bond between my purple camera and me was painstaking built up dollar by dollar, pixel by pixel, then, photo by photo. just when i got acquainted with my purple powershot, and is bringing our relationship one level higher, someone decided to take off with it. i will never ever take someone’s property because it may just mean the world to that particular someone, just like what my purple powershot means to me.

to that particular someone who is holding on to my camera, please do not blame my purple powershot if it is not able to take good photos for you. because, the camera is not yours and will never, ever, become your trusted partner.