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Its all so colourful and pretty! I love the animal photos. Makes me wish I could take such photos! I could be a wildlife photographer and travel the world! I wonder how they earn money though. Hmmmm...

Sofas

Aqua Floral Chippendale Sofa a photo by Peach Blossom Hill on Flickr.

We're looking for ideas for reupholstering our favourite sofa sets and came across this. Can you believe that this is miniature?! Looks so realistic. Anyway this is such a pretty colour I think we're getting green too!

Look at her miniature stuff! Peach blossom hill

Had tuition today, I think its more of story book session as he doesn't read before hand and we have to get this done before his literature class starts. Animal farm! I finally read it this week before teaching him. I don't know how to describe it! communism, political, government, social classes. OOH LALA. Poor Jackwin will be confused...

I came home and found harddisks of Humbear while ma was packing his stuff. Looked through them and though there were lots of files and documents I only took the ones that are worth remembering like photos and found a short video when I was 16. Wish there was more but we never were very photo/video orientated people.

I'm going over to shing's house soon! yay.

Budak Pantai

Went to YMCA for the regular Budak Pantai concert with bosty and his friend which I don't really talk. Hmm I seldom talk to friend's friends.. Budak had a few new songs today. Some not so nice some nice. I love how they're so old with families already and still singing together, having fun, progressing in a hobby. Heh the guitarist. hehe.

Father's day is tomorrow.... They sang a song for it. what an awful awful song.

the part I can remember

, "... I wasn't there the morning my father passed away, ... perhaps I could feel his spirit in the air... I didn't get the chance to say we didn't see eye to eye..." chorus is like " we can listen as well as we can hear... something something... say it loud and true/clear... before we die"

It started off with a funny "circle of life intro" which blended into living life and grasping time before we die. and then it hit me, the words, like a freeze gun hah. the verse so explicit so direct so vivid.

My ma called me and asked me if i had lessons, told me to come home and bring her to TTSH. She had sore throat and needed to see the doctor. She did sound awful so I took a cab back after breakfast. She said she didn't want Humbear to worry he had to work so didn't tell him. I wanted to call him while in the cab but I thought I'll do that later. I reached home and asked ma to hurry lets go. But she was on the phone talking strangely about some other person. I saw his shoes at the doorway. I saw his bag untouched and I started calling for him through the house. Then I start calling for ma to explain to me for how could he leave the house without his shoes. I mostly mostly almost kept calm as ma told me. then I called shing to ask stuff. I thought everything was all right and he'll wake up like in the drama series. I couldn't wait to get to TTSH but thinking people would fetch us we waited for a while but in the end went by ourselves, waiting for cabs. how nice. 

Anyway that was a good, fun song but really awful to my ears. I realised they don't tell us the titles to their songs. Sometimes I'm not in love with the songs but its so unique and the ending chords are so strange and funny.

Songs for my uke.

I'm so glad I'm finding a few more songs to add to my list for the uke. Else it'll pale with what I can sing to on the guitar and poor uki will be sad and get flat.

Well other than somewhere over the rainbow and what a wonderful world and Singapura and the easy songs like hey soul sister, I've found that lullabys sound great! I've always loved singing lullabys! Secretly planning/fantasying singing children to sleep. Shena did mention I should be in childcare instead of tuition. Reading stories, "nurturing", feeding, more enriching stuff! Anyway I'm totally not focused on grades. I rather tell them stories and hopefully interest them in the wonders of science or english... not really for maths HAHA. Nor chemistry... HEHEH

Now I've ten songs! yay! alot of the same artist though its nice i'm such a copy cat.... 20 for guitar yay!

I'm getting more... confident with my singing. Really much more. I used to be soooooooo restrained. I couldn't at all. Most often at home, due to my mom's overly frank criticisms which made me angry because I felt I knew better than her and resented her comparisons. But now I'm a whole new me! I sing anything and so openly, we went to the new house often you see, to discuss renovations. And I love the echos I just sang and sang and nowadays she doesn't say much. :) doesn't say much at all but I do know she's proud. I think... hmmm... not sure. hahaha. I showed her the video of me at grad night for the seniors. heh I was so shy and odd on stage it was quite awkward! I even squirmed and I keep closing my eyes while singing! But somehow I can't wait for it again! AHHHH after so long and finally it comes along...

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Its beautiful and strong. Okay maybe not the ending but the author is. :)

Once a upon a time was a long time ago

• Oct. 15th, 2010 at 11:20 AM

Once upon a time, there was a girl named shing.
shing was happy just the way she was,
until a centipede came along,
And decided to stay put on her arm.
The centipede disallowed her full function of her hand,
as long as it decided to be there.

But shing didn’t care,
What others thought about it initially,
just because nobody was into looks,
At the age of ten.

9 years passed
And the centipede took things into his own hands.
It decided that it needed a friend,
so an earthworm came along,
And planted itself on her back.

The earthworm had a voracious appetite for hair,
And combined with the forces of the centipede,
Caused shing’s head to become very bare.

Shing tried to take things in her stride,
But there’s only so much optimism one can have.

Shing went to U,
With the little faith she had left.

U was a place where girls and boys did fancy things to their hair,
And dressed up as though they were millionaires.
Shing took a look at herself and cried,
Feeling devoid of any pride.

Continuation

I find a photo blog post terribly unfulfilling! I am filled with an intense urge to elaborate! Sighs, 21 on the 21st of May. :) I'm just glad the people I'm close to came by and spent some time with me. I wanted to go visit Humbear but noooooo superstition has prevented me... 

Suddenly while looking for my 20th birthday family photo I've an intense longing.

This is Humbear after I was begging him to do this for me on webcam one of our thousands of video conversations during the 5 year stint in China. I also missed him a whole lot during that time cause I knew how hard it was on him as well but there was little other options. How the winters were long and lonely and how I grew tired of trying to communicate with what was slow internet. How the summers were hot and had huge mosquitoes, how his neighbours were strange and cranky. I'm so sorry for ever losing interest in communicating. It was so tough. I used to see an illusion of him out of the corner of my eye around the house, imagine him calling me or making me a cup of milo or tucking me in. One thing I'm glad of is that as least he lost his previous job and came home to us for 4 years before leaving for good. My heart aches. Like a cramp. Like a foot cramp that makes you double up except that its in my chest and I can't stretch it and I can only hold myself.

I dislike people complaining about what I think of as minor losses, but I tell myself not to think this way as perhaps to them their hamsters or little birdies are very important to them as well. Also dislike people saying "fml" for any reason at all. Sighs. I'm afraid of being influenced, by many things, vulgarities, morales, opinions. Once I was suddenly in a burst of hot temper after being honked by a car who had the right of way I was either going to curse or flick my middle finger. I don't know what got over me. See, I didn't even want to do that but... perhaps influenced by other people's way of expressing anger has got to me. I was very astonished with myself.

Okay back to the main thing, 21st birthday, people spending time together, OH Huiting... I don't know what does this girl has but she has a hold over me. Every little thing she does can affect me. HAH she ignores me, she doesn't reply or call, she's late for my party, she wasn't there to help out. whew I was close to tears of either anger or longing. there's a photo of that. 

Don't know why I'm bound to her like migratory routes to birds. She's got me wound round her finger hahaha.

By the way, the egg cup with chicken feet is so not easy, what an irony, its not chicken feet at all. The clay was like honey, too soft and the chicken can't stand and the sticks was gettting out and holes were forming! What a nightmare. Hah. too bad I didn't have space for the whole name. I'm sure it would have be liked more in that way. I love making things for people but don't have the time and I always end up doing it last minute HOHOHO...

Finally I'm out of things to say. Oh no, look at that photo of "jamming" in the void deck. Was with bosty and oh my gosh am I tone deaf? I cannot harmonise at all HAHAHA its been 3 "sessions" of trying and I keep singing an octave above or spend the whole song gliding up and down the notes. I can't be the next choir head! What a big fib I must have told hall master... but I miss hall, I miss the Common hall especially, I like singing alone there it makes me sound good muahhahha... echoy... my secret hide out. OKAY i'm a big mouth its not a secret anymore.

To stay or not. After being promoted to sole breadwinner, I'm pretty stressed. I try and try to tell my mom its okay and go ahead with all the renovations but she just ignores me and that i'm working. Though its not much it can get more or maybe not if i'm staying in hall... but I'll maintain it and it is at least sufficient to cover hall expenses and food for the both of us. SIGHS! I've made a decision to base my own on another persons. heh cheat. well, I'll find a balance, won't take too many students though I really enjoy teaching them. :) One day soon in the new house I'm converting one of the rooms to a tuition/study one. whoopeedoo....

Finally I'm out of words.

I'm 21 by the way...

Thank you everyone. but even without these presents I feel so loved!

 ukulele from huiting! after making me so upset i nearly cried! stupid stupid girl. the only one who can keep hurting me and i still go running back.

 sweet little Cleo getting so smart.

Boey Pua Tor and Boey Kia Si left to right.

 Harmonica and harmonica... holder?

 Playing in the void deck...

 

And here's my own little audience! :) was pretty shy and embarrassed when they started watching.

  

something new!!! who is it for??

End of my once in a blue moon photo post. :)

Cambodia!!!

I've gone to this country twice now and I"m falling in love with it! In fact I think I've fallen in love with almost all the countries I've been too except perhaps Hong Kong and Taiwan. There's this tugging feeling in me to revisit all the countries I've been to countless times. I want to live everywhere, not a short tour for a week but perhaps a month or two. Perhaps it could be called a traveller's itch, or a wandering something. My eyes are open, taking in everything, my senses heightened and I feel free and uninhibited, perhaps even more daring.

Let see, Cambodia.... The food is different from chinese, indian, malay, western, japanese... etc... I would call it Khmer/Vietnamese. Cause I know that Vietnamese food is very similar. There's so much lime I love it! porridge with lime, soup with lime, drinks with lime, pepper with lime, fish with unripe mango, salad with mango, I love the incorporation of fruits into the dishes. Gives the meats a very fresh tangy taste. I love palm tree fruit, palm tree sugar, palm tree juice (fermented). This palm tree fruit has a texture like nata de coco and atap seed combined. There's a delicacy which consists of a boiled fertilised duck egg with a young duckling inside, that I couldn't eat because I could not work out how to swallow and digest the beak and legs and feathers! But the sauce provided was nice.

The people of Cambodia that I've met are all so friendly, the children whom we taught started to grow on me and I wept torrents last year when we left Kampung spur. This year the class I taught got my handphone number and called me a few times before I left cambodia. I didn't get a chance to communicate across that overseas they can no longer call me :( I just hope they retain some motivation or inspiration. I know that the sustainability of the knowledge we transferred would last only a week or so but I hope the impact and impression we have may spur their future endeavours....

Angkor WATTTTTTT!!!! I think there's people who spend a week or so exploring each temple. Though I don't have the patience or attention span to do that I would like to spend more time there, perhaps with breaks in between else I zone out when the guide is talking. I think this happens quite often, I remember in Italy on a JC trip I also zone out after my brain is so saturated with the history of the places and statues and what nots.

I feel that I'm familiar with my way around Siem Reap especially because its a small city and most of the activity takes place in a small area of 4 or 5 roads. Also its a major tourist hub, the tuk-tuk drivers speak english, shop keepers speak english, the touristy areas are within driving distance, the markets walking distance, the motel is cheap and I remember the way back...

One day I'll go back again. Probably no longer with the OCIP team of course. It was a good run.