Churning tummy...

Didn't know how it happened. Was happily at my sis-in-law's newborn baby shower on Sunday, followed by a trip to the Science Centre, then suddenly, down with a fever. You know that feverish feeling and trying to get to sleep, but couldn't find a comfy spot? Damn, I hated that.

Anyway, went to see the doc on Monday, with Mummy dearest coz she was worried that I might faint on the way. Told the doc the symptoms... nausea, tummy-ache, fever (hadn't gone down despite the 2 tablets I took the night before), aching muscles. He thought I got dengue at first (touchwood!) coz he asked me if I knew of anyone who had dengue, and started looking for spots on me. But after poking at my tummy with his cold fingers, he decided that it was a case of stomach flu viral infection. Gave me two days of rest from work. Got lots of sleep and meals of love from Mummy.

Apparently now I'm feeling much better. I couldn't even find the energy to do anything yesterday. But I'm surprised to find that I actually missed work! Ha. Especially after Amalina sms-ed me to say the kids asked about me, and Ray called this afternoon with the first sentence being, "Going to die yet?" Hahahaha.

Maybe I just missed the people. :)

And I'm having this sudden craving for chicken rice. Damn!

Yun & Zhihao's Solemnisation

Yun got married two days ago... the solemnisation, not the customary yet. But it's official in the eyes of law.

It's actually quite a strange feeling to see your own younger sister getting married. I think the feeling will be stronger on the customary day... when I'll be drinking tea, etc. Heh. Anyway, it's kind of a mixture of feelings that day. I'm really happy that she's found someone to spend her life with, someone to share it, and it's also a new chapter in her life... a step into another page of womanhood, of responsibilities. But still, can't shake the feeling that no matter how old she is, she's still younger than I am, and still a little girl. I can't help but compare her now, to her old previous tomboy look... Hahaha.

Yes, I know... there's still the littlest pig. If Yun is the little girl, then she's the baby. :)

Wow, if me, as the oldest would feel this way when they get married, I can't imagine how my grandma and parents feel. :)

Oh, by the way, if you would like to see pictures, please click on the link to Greenie's blog to see. I don't see the need to post the same pictures when all our blogs are viewed by the few "regulars".

Right?

I'm also too tired after work to post.

Reached home quite late after tuition most of the days too.

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Ok la.. ok... I admit... I'm lazy to post the pictures.

To the cinema : Transformers

Warning : spoilers ahead!

Watched the movie, Transformers, last night. I'm not a fan of Transformers, so I went without any expectations. However, I felt that it was nothing spectacular. Typical storyline... good guys vs. bad guys.... nerd in class ended up being the hero with the babe of the school. The clash of the transformers at the end looked just like a clash of metals all together. I couldn't follow who was who. Also, I wondered if the story didn't drag in the middle where Sam spent time looking for the spectacles, the crew might spent more time on the fighting between Optimus Prime and Megatron, coz I felt the bad guy died too fast. And I also didn't understand how come Megatron "died" when the cube was inserted into his body. The only thing I'm impressed is how smooth the transformation was... and how good all the vehicles looked.

King of kings?

Had a weird dream last night. Was running around in a sort of school campus-like environment, looking for this boy called Wang Zhong Guan (王中冠). I even had a glimpse of his chinese name somewhere in the midst of the dream. Then I was running around like a mad woman, looking for him... and finally found him in the library, where I clearly remembered, was full of people. And I climbed on top of a table, shouted his name, and everyone turned to look at me. Then the boy stood up, and I realised that he looked a lot like one of the student from school. Haha.

Weird dream, right?

Ok, don't let your imagination run wild here. I have to clarify that I'm not into younger boys or that kind of stuff... I just don't know why that boy's face would appear in my dream. And I don't even assist in his class!

The even stranger thing was that, when I woke up, the chinese name was etched on my mind - 王中冠, which translated, means the king among the champions.

Is this a sign, or something trying to tell me something?

Fried mealworm snack

One of the teachers from the school came into our office, pushed the box of fried mealworms under our noses, and strongly encouraged us to take one and try. Fear Factor popped into mind instantly, of course. I stared at the already-dead, straight, stiff, oil-covered worms and was wondering whether to take it when Ray commented that it tasted a bit like almonds.

Being the only female in the room, of course I have to show that we, ladies are not all squealing and disgusted when it comes to stuff like that. So, while all the manly males picked the whole worm, which I can distinctly see the head, with the tiny eyes all the way to the end, I'm not ashamed to say I picked out only half of a worm. Surprisingly, it was empty inside, no tiny intestines or whatever, it was just empty, like a straw.

As for the taste, it was indescribable... nothing like the almonds Ray mentioned. It was like some dried stuff... with the thin membrane-like covering feeling like the thin coverings of peanuts, and the taste was... well, wormy. I felt myself giving it 2 tiny bites before washing that half body down with a whole mouthful of water. There was a strong after-taste... which was immediately covered by a mentos sweet.

I can only imagine how it tastes like when alive, and moving... like those shown in Fear Factor... eeewwww...

《北京人》

Went to watch the play, Beijing Ren, with Papa, Mama n Qing last evening at the Esplanade. It was the longest play I've ever watched. Both Acts 1 and 2 took about 2 hours, then with a 20-minute break, and finally, Act 3 took about 45 minutes or so.

A short summary from the website :
Beijing Ren (the Peking Man) is Cao Yu's own personal favourite play. It bespeaks the fragility and fractured emotions of the people who live and take shelter in it. Set in 1937, a family is torn apart by selfishness, divided loyalties, unrequited and unfulfilling love, and yet unable to escape its own entrapment. This theatre classic exposes the eclipse of traditional feudal families at a time of turbulent change in China.

Sounds quite arty-farty and abstract huh?

Ok, let me put it simply.

The family had a strict father who tried to keep his family and home together. The eldest son, was completely useless... didn't bother to help with the financials of the family, but instead, had an opium addiction and refused to take any risk and get out of his comfort zone. He got a wife whom he didn't love. Instead he was in love with his cousin, who so happened to love him back, and was also living unmarried under the same roof. (and everyone in the family knew they loved each other. duh.)

Naturally, this cousin was a sweet, kind-hearted and well-liked lady, who because of that useless man, chose to stay unmarried, sacrificed her own youth to stay in the house to take care of the aging uncle (who is the father of the useless man).

Oh, and naturally also, the wife is the typical sharp-tongued and horrid daughter-in-law from hell. But in the end, she actually wanted the husband to take in the cousin as his concubine, which she thought would make him happy again. So, she wasn't as bad as everyone thought.

Then the younger sister had a drunk for a husband, who only knew how to talk big, but didn't dare to do anything, which is what we call "all talk no action". There was also the 17-year-old grandson, who had a 18-year-old pregnant wife, but they had nothing much to say to each other except comment about the weather. The young wife liked her husband but he was completely clueless about the marriage and was still behaving like a child.

Simple enough plot?

Maybe so. But the more thoughts given to the different personalities and scenarios from the play, the more one can appreciate the hidden message and meaning that it was trying to convey. Filial piety, forbidden love, sacrifices made for loved ones, and cowardice to stand up for yourself, your life and your own happiness.

Personally, I felt that it was like many "lessons of life" integrated into one. It showed how things were handled, though in the proper and ethical way, it didn't mean that it was the good way, or that it gave the best outcome.

Seems like my view about the play is completely different from the synopsis. But then again, plays are subjective, and I have not read this work, so I didn't know what to expect. But on the positive side, at least I know I learnt something from it and that I'm ever so grateful not to be born at that period of time.

Is this spyder?

You Are An ENFJ

The Giver You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed.Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections. Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down.You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine. In love, you are very protective and supporting.However, you do need to "feel special" - and it's quite easy for you to get jealous. At work, you are a natural leader. You can help people discover their greatest potential.You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist. How you see yourself: Trusting, idealistic, and expressive When other people don't get you, they see you as: Bossy, inappropriate, and loud

The performer in me...

Accurate or not? You tell me. Haha.

You Are An ESFP

The Performer You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others. A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic. You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally. You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic. In love, you are a smooth talker and incorrigible flirt. While you get into relationships easily, you don't tend to stick around when times get tough. At work, you do well in groups. You keep everyone laughing through difficult tasks. You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor. How you see yourself: Capable, fair, and efficient When other people don't get you, they see you as: Incompetent, stubborn, and silly

What's Your Personality Type?

Guiding Lights

What is a guiding light? A light that guides people?
How can a light that doesn’t move guide people along?
Or is the light a stationary one but it leads people towards it?

A recent show I watched inspired me. The actress said ‘I want a man who can guide me where to go because I do not know where to go’. This quote set me thinking. In life, do we guide one other? Parents? Spouse? Friends? Colleagues? Who actually?

After some thoughtful thinking, I guess in life, we need people to guide us along at different stages of our life and I think that can change our lives. From young, our parents guide us and tell us what to do, what is right or what is wrong. But, what is right? And what is wrong? A young child borne into a normal family will most probably be guided as what is wrong and what is right, but to a young child borne to a poor family or rather, a bad family, might be taught that lying and cheating to get what they want is right, because, they have to be taught how to survive in this world.

When we are growing up and when we go to school, teachers and friends could be our guiding light. Teachers bear great responsibilities as they impart their knowledge as well as moral education to their students. Friends are the most influential, mixing with the right and wrong company can change a person’s life. During my school days, I have friends who turned to the ‘dark side’ and I could see their life change drastically after they graduated from school. If a guiding light was there at that moment of time, would it have changed their future? Or was it the ‘dark’ light they followed that changed their fate?

As we grow older and graduated and step out into the working life, our colleagues would be the ones who would be more influential. My work has exposed me to lots of people and different people do really show different characters. I guess so far in my life, I have been very lucky to have met a quite a number of good people who have guided me well. Could it have been better? Or could it have been worse? I don’t dare to think else wise.
Well, I guess the bottom line is, if we believe in ourselves and with the proper bright guiding lights that keep appearing in our lives, we can definitely strive for the better when opportunities and chances come along. I wish everyone all the best.

spyder

Happy Fathers' Day!

We had an early Fathers' Day meal at the Plaza Market Cafe at Swissotel The Stamford. Food was not too bad, if not a little too expensive... but I guess it's just as it is becoz of the venue. All the others, except me, absolutely loved the durian dessert. It was of durian, and durian only. It's not that I don't like, or is scared of the durian smell, but somehow, it just doesn't appeal to me at all.



Too bad about the blurred photo of papa. He didn't posed long enough for Yun to snap a proper one...