HOw It PoURs

What a rainy morning it is.

Trying to thaw my icy hands with a cup of hot teh o (siu dai) in the office.

ALaRm

I have to confess I am panariod about waking up late for work/school/appointments/meetings. Which explains the presence of not 1 but 2 alarm clocks on the table just next to my bed.

The 2nd alarm is a buffer should in the scenerio whereby the 1st alarm fails to ring on time/battery died halfway in the night/stabbed the snooze button too many-a-times/haywired after I throw it a distance away at my disgust having to wake up.

And having experienced almost all of the above scenerios and having the trusty 2nd alarm clock on stand-by to jolt me awake, have successfully proven that it is a necessity for me.

I also have a tendency to set the first alarm 10 minutes early and the 2nd alarm true to the real time. Don't ask me why - am just panariod about oversleeping.

So what boils down to today's entry is the fact that the 1st alarm died on me at the grand time of 15 minutes pass midnight - which is exactly 10 mintues after I popped in to bed. Lovely.

I just have to thank heavens for my buffer alarm.

StaLLed

What is wrong with my msn? Quit on me thrice! Same goes for yesterday.

Freaking irritating when I see the window freezed over.

PiNt-siZeD LoVeS

My late weekday and weekend indulgences.

Peanut butter cup and strawberry cheesecake. 


Usuallly when I dig into ice cream from a tub, I will scoop the contents into a mug-full. But for B&J, this is really meant to be savoured in petite portions. Half a mug-full of these lovelies can send me into high heaven.

PeanUTS!

Peanut butter cup!

ExAm

Recently, I have been having dreams that brought me back to my university days.

The scene usually cuts to me realising that my exam dates are nearing and I haven't studied yet/duno where my notes are.

or

missing my paper deadlines

Hate exams though I ironically just signed up for one.

WhoOtS

I booked my exam date!

Cost me a 180 bucks. I hope I can pass at one go if not my wallet is gonna starve.

FB DorMaNt

I often wonder is it just me or there are many others out there who's Facebook account is idle? I log in only when I am bored. Maybe twiddle abit with the Bejwel Blitz, take a glance at my general's fren's updates and am out.

I don't upload pics. I don't post updates/walls.

Are you like me?

RoCk- AsS on The TrAin

I officially declare that I loathe those INCONSIDERATE MRT communters with stone-ass backpacks.

I repeat is those INCONSIDERATE F**kers that I loathe. Having depended on the public transport including both trains and buses, I have met both considerate (people who actually have the polite manners to check that their backpacks are not protruding into other passengers etc) and the RUDES.

This morning's experience was a typical one that had me tsking loudly but unfortunately the culprit was plugged into her earphones and blissfully unaware. I got into a train cabin that was relatively cramp and was standing near the doors. This lady then got in from the next station, proceeded to swung around to face the door and her rock-ass hard backpack scratched my hand and jabbed me in the tummy (not to mention also pushed me rudely further into the cabin - which was already brimming with people). All this while she seemed to have no inkling of what she was subjecting me to. -.-

So fine, i got pissed and tsked loudly. I thought maybe I was over-reacting. Maybe she really didn't mean it. Maybe she really was that thick in the head.

Moments later, after quite a number of passengers alighted at Orchard Station, this lady moved in and proceeded to 'scratch, jab and pushed' another fellow lady commuter. The victim uttered a loud Ouch! which went unheard due to the culprit's plug-ins. WTF.

And this culprit did not even realise it a single bit. Please if your backpack is so huge + hard, can you pretty please when you board a crowded train, check if its actually causing pain to others? Or unload it on the floor or something?

dO yoU LoVe YoUR riDe?

(Picture credit: Singapore Kindness Movement)

Recently, Singapore Kindness Movement released a new courtesy campaign to encourage commuters to be considerate during their train and bus travel jouneys (ie. letting alighting passengers to get off first and to move into the train cabins instead of crowding at the exit/entrance etc).

Previously, a similiar campagin was launched with the singlish-loving Phua Chu Kang fronting the ads and the introduction of (IMO) a noisy jingle that was played on a frequent basis at the MRT platforms. This time round SMRT invited the iconic and stage veterans - Dim Sum Dollies to do the job.

If you noticed, their 'Love your ride' jingle is played everytime a train pulls into a station. I kinda like this new jingle which is subtley more soothing to the ears and pretty much pulls back to the time I walked into a theatre to watch a play. But of course, everyone has their own opinions and some have blasted the jingle for getting on their nerves with the clockwork broadcast each time.

Oh wells. You can't please everyone.

Pricey PrettiEs

Why do I have an increased fascination with the luxe goods?

GrOSs VerSus HoRrOr

I can do gross but I can't do horror.

MiRRIor EffeCt

Whirl. Wind.

Look at my hair and desk. There's a strong correlation between the two.

HaPpy hoURs ShORtLiVeD

The long weekend is gone too fast.

*sobs*

HaTe To bE SiCk

Was down with a potent combo of flu + cough + a fever (that never really did set in).

Wacked pretty bad from the above since Monday such that I had to be excused from work on tues and wed. Was shivering in bed on Mon and Tues nights even though i had my room door and windows shut, yet it felt as if the room was momentarily transported to the artic.

Felt terrible.

Dragged myself to see the doc under the blazing sun, got my cocktail of med and drifted in and out of slp. Spent the minimal waking hours to check my email and hp alerts before going back to a dreamless slumber.

Diet of those days were: variations of porridge

Even today's lunch was porridge.

The worst part now (that the chills have passed on) is the incessant coughing (hack). You know how sometimes you just want to cough it all out but can't coz

1) you are seated in a ultra silent theatre watching some solemn movie. even a gentle whisper sounds like an atomic bomb

2) in a crowded train and a single wheeze/cough would warrant kiasee looks from fellow passengers

3) in a meeting with big shots and would look extremely rude to keep interrupting the meeting with your coughs

4) just feel downright paiseh

well, number 2 happened to me and what was even worse was to swallow back the urge to cough. Succeed for maybe 5 mere minutes and then go off in an uncontrolled outburst of coughs that shook the cabin.

WTF.

StEaMbOaT

For those who love hotpot/steamboat buffet, there is a particular chinese eatery (chong qing hotpot) at the circular basement of Suntec City that serves up quite a steamy affair.

For an estimated $45 per pax (not inclusive of non-default soup bases), you get to dine in a comfortably-spaced environment ( I did not emerge reeking of food in my hair/clothes), polite servers, very hygenic and thinly sliced meat (the beef!) and a decent array of ingredients.

I especially love the beef, fish paste, meatball, prawns (darn the skewers though) and the occasional specials that are on da house. The 8 treasure tea ($4.50 per pax) which comprises of a potent mix of ginseng, wolfberries, dates, preserved honey melons and etc, imparts a sense of calm to the senses.

Default soup bases include - spicy M La, preserved veg chicken broth and normal chicken broth.

It is the only hotpot buffet place at the circular basement area so is pretty diffcult to miss. Do call to make reservations (6337-6921).



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SLeEp

Craving to snuggle under the covers and sleep till the sun shines on my butt.

HAmmEr SpAmmeR

Spammer alert.

Irritants.

DinNEr MeNu

Mac/Pasta/Pizza/Zi Char for dinner?