Turtle Channel!!!

Time just flashed by so fast and now it's half a year together. This was the conversation we had a couple of weeks ago.

Me: We should celebrate our first-year anniversary in the French restaurant that we celebrated my last birthday.

Him: (He turned his head and looked at me very intently) So what date would that be?

Me: WHAT? You forgot our anniversary!!! It's 25th January!! How could you!!! (crossed my arms and pouted)

There was silence for about 5 minutes.

Him: I thought it was 27th January...

Another long pause.

Me: Oh, yar horr....

Him: WHAT!!! You forgot it also! How could you!!!

Me: ...

Him: ...

So here we are, on July 29, on our half-year anniversary (more or less) hoping *fingers crossed* that we won't both forget our first year anniversary when the time comes!

On our wedding day

Despite popular believe that all turtles can swim, this is not the case. There is one particular land turtle that cannot swim, floats pathetically and often starts to drown when harassed in water. This is how that particular turtle looks like.

Yesterday, we went to the swimming pool where I proceeded to harass him (i.e. splashing water, attempting to pull off his trunks...you know, that sort of childish thingy children do in pools), and he panicked. He "ran" pathetically away from me -> straight into the pool light. HIs poor foot was cut and he bled pretty badly.

I felt so bad for harassing a turtle that cannot swim so I gave him a back massage when we got home :)

I read in the newspapers today that yesterday was the worldwide release of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. There were people actually queuing up outside bookstores to get the book! At 4am!!! This is insane!

Apparently in one Carrefour, the Potter book was sold out within 6 hours. My story? I walked into Tesco yesterday just before lunch because I needed to buy groceries. While I was there, I saw them selling the Harry Potter book. Not realising that it was the day of the worldwide release (since there was no crowd or no "rush" to buy the book), I strolled over, picked one of MANY books up and asked my partner whether I should waste money buying it. He asked me if I really wanted it. I said, "It's got a hardcover. I like hardcover books. I think I'll just get it". There was no one else rushing to buy the book. The only 3 people standing in front of the shelf were me, my partner and a guy wearing a Tesco shirt who was attempting to fill the entire shelf with a box full of the Deathly Hallows book.

Yes, Harry Potter fans are going to kill me. I didn't know anything about the book's release until I read the newspapers today. And I only bought the book because it has a hardcover.

Anyway, I finished the book last night. I kinda already expected the ending so it wasn't too thrilling for me. I got on the internet today and found people saying they cried and cried while reading the book. Personally I thought it was boring. The only part I particularly enjoyed was Severus Snape's memories of his conversation with Dumbledore and he showed his Patronus. And Dumbledore said"After all this time?" And Severus replied "Always". That part was actually quite sweet. With a name like Severus Snape, it's hard to appear sweet. But that was pretty sweet. In a sick sort of way. But I digress.

I can't believe fans were bawling over the book and over who died. Honestly, I was not really captured by the story even though I read all the books and got to know all the characters thoroughly. Somehow the writer did not properly kill off any of the characters and it all felt too fake, too rushed, too boring. I certainly don't recommend anyone to read this unless, of course, they have read all the other Potter books and want to know what happens to Snape. You don't need to know what happens to Voldemort. It's obvious. He's the bad guy and bad guys always die. YAWN.

Lord of the Rings was way better. Potter doesn't even come close. Who cares about Potter? Go Frodo!!!!

LOTR

The undecorated tree

The tiny little ornaments

Aren't they adorable? Each ornament is really tiny, as you can see from the picture below where I am holding a teeny weeny little snowman wearing a Santa cap:

Little Snowman

You just have to hang the ornaments on the tree where the metal hooks are. You can hang them anywhere you wish, as long as there are hooks. Once every 4-5 months, I will take all the ornaments out and rearrange them, just for the heck of it. It's quite fun to decorate a Christmas tree, especially one so cute and tiny!

Hanging some ornaments

Hanging the cute little Christmass balls

After you decorate the tree, you need to remember to put the star on top. C'mon, it's a Christmas tree! Of course it has to have a star! No Christmas tree is complete without the star!! I never did like people who substitute the star for an angel. Unless, of course, they have both the angel and the star. It's important to have the star, OKAY? That's what makes the Christmas tree a Christmas tree.

The all important STAR

Now with the star, the tree is finally a true and certified Christmass tree! You can put your tree anywhere, because it is so small. BUT preferably out of reach of toddlers because they might take out the ornaments and attempt to eat them. The toddler will possibly choke on the ornament and that would be a disaster. I mean, don't you think the tree would look incomplete with one ornament missing?

The Christmas tree

I have my Christmas tree on my computer monitor at work. Everytime I work, I can see my little tree and it brightens up my day. After all, who can be grumpy if it's Christmas everyday?

My computer monitor

Thank you Marilyn!!! Thank you Shirley!!! MUAKSSS!!! Oops, I shouldn't be kissing Shirley, otherwise her other half will come after MY other half and gay him! Yes Shirley, I know you're going to say "sweat".
How to use the nail stencil:
What you do is spread some nail polish onto the pattern on the stencil that you want to transfer. In my case, I chose to transfer two different butterflies: the smaller one for my fingernails and the larger one for my thumbnail. See the two patterns that are circled?
Yeah, those are the two.
I first painted my nails with a base coat to protect the nail surface. Next, I painted my favourite colour, which is a pale peach (so that it would match most of my clothes and is sombre enough to wear to work). And then it's stenciling time!! I chose black as my stenciling colour, so I spread some black nail polish onto the stencil with my pattern. I scraped off any excess nail polish using the stencil blade:

Last week I read this line...it said "Always remember that you are very unique...just like everybody else". It really got me laughing...and then it got me thinking.

In our quest to be unique and to find some meaning in our lives, we often lament "No one understands me". Or the younger generation would always tell the older ones "You are so outdated. No wonder we can't communicate".

The irony of the scenario is that we are actually so similar. The more we try to be different, the more similar we are to the crowd. We think we should leave a mark in this world, but the truth is that to leave your name in history, you either have to be a very cruel person, or a very saintly one. If you are cruel, you leave your name to be scorned at for generations to come. Think Hitler, for instance. If you are saintly, you leave behind your name to be raped by someone in the future who either thinks you are a fake, or takes your teachings and twist them into something evil.

I would like to be forgotten when I die. Just another name on the stone at the graveyard. Just another face staring out listlessly at the visitors who come once a year either during Cheng Beng or All Souls' day.

You know, when I visit my deceased uncle in Nilai (cemetary), I would look at my uncle's "neighbours". See what year they were born and what year they departed from the earth. Some die so young, and I wonder what their story was. Was it cancer? Or an accident maybe? Some were born before the first world war and died after the second one had ended. What had they seen? Felt? Known? Lived? What were their stories? Perhaps one day, I shall write a fictional series of short stories on these lives.

Perhaps I should do that starting from today. Then we can really see how very similar we are. We are the sand on the beach. We amount to nothing. Yet we amount to something. Different sands, yet similar in compound. Far away, yet indistinguishable when brought together. Our accomplishments, hopes and dreams amount to nothing when we go. Our lives here on earth will be like a dream when we are gone. Just another soul. Just another one. So simple...why do we complicate it all?

This weekend I shall go plant some trees. My life may be forgotten when I'm gone. But it would be nice to do something simple and happy, far far away from the crazy and meaningless dog-eat-dog world we live in.

How dare you show up looking more lavish than the bride??

From 50% asleep + 50% dead

The second picture is me on my way to Kelvin Chong's church wedding. His bride is so fair and sweet-looking. They had a lovely church ceremony. In fact, their wedding card was one of the nicest wedding cards I have ever seen. It had a hard cover, a lovely satin bow in the front and an emblem of their initials (Kelvin and Jobina). During the dinner, they had a slideshow of the wedding photos they had taken in London (I think) and it was absolutely breath-taking. She is so lovely and he is quite handsome. What a lovely looking couple!


This is Ye Chow and I on our way to the wedding dinner. We were stuck in a pretty nasty traffic jam so I did some cam-wh0ring...And yes, I still look 50% like something the cat dragged in. But at least the bride won't throw me into a ditch, right? We finally arrived at Shangri-La where the dinner was held. It was lavish and beautiful.

The most amazing coincidence was that my god-sister was one of the 6 bridesmaids and was partnered to a groomsmen who was my ex-boyfriend. Confused? So was I....Actually it was a little bit humourous when we wanted to take a picture of her walking in, because she was arm-in-arm with my ex...so our pictures of her contained pictures of my ex also! My mom said it looked like we were stalking my ex! Hahaha...oh man....

Anyway another wedding we attended was a luncheon by Ye Chow's old classmate. I was the only partner who attended (most of the other guys came alone). They were Ye Chow's friends from high school. Most of them looked like nerds (What to do, all from Science One and Science Two classes what do you expect...). Just like my Spouse. Just like me....No wonder I fitted in so well. So there were 4 batangs and a geek at our table.



We were lucky the bride was sporting enough to come and Yam Sing (drink and cheers) with us...Any other bride would probably have walked the other direction! But then again, she also married another nerd (another science one guy)...just like me...so she's probably getting used to it also!! After all the weddings and excitement, we are both tired. Ye Chow looks very adorable when he is tired. He really does look like a turtle sticking his head out of a shell.

I am sleepy. I know I am sleepy because I kicked a dog on my way to work. I know I'm sleepy because after I kicked the dog, I realised that it was actually my bag and not at all a dog.

I am grouchy. I know I am grouchy because I am sleepy. I know I am grouchy because I shouted over the phone very angrily. I know I am sleepy because I shouted over the phone, and there was no one on the line because I forgot to dial the number.

I am moody. I know I am moody because I am grouchy. I know I am moody because I my face is so long that my chin is touching the floor. I know I am grouchy because I am cursing the carpet for being a carpet.

I am sleepy. I know I am sleepy because I am moody. I know I am moody because my eyes are looking down all the time. I know I am sleepy because I keep walking into the door.

The world is going crazy...