Yay! My IC is back and my cards too! And the week isn't even over! God answers prayers!
They were found in my mail box, bundled in an empty envelope. The person who took my wallet probably dropped them in my mail box.
The cash and my guitar picks are gone. Nonetheless, Yay!
I don't have to make a new matric card, nor fork out 100 bucks for a new ic!! Phew*
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Imagined kind stranger
My australian friend and I were talking about my wallet.
Red for me, Purple for her
....Yar I hope the guy will find my number in the wallet, call it and return to me.
Ooh... a GUY huh....
Silence for a good 5 seconds.
Oh. Hahaha sorry. Took me awhile to catch your meaning. Blur
Hahaha
Yar, maybe he'll be a commited Christian, maybe serving in church, or some Christian ministry like Boys Bridgade.
Hahahaha!
And be tall!
Taller than you! Hahahaha
Yar let's hope he's handsome too
Hahahaha!
And while we're at it, let's give him a million bucks.
Red for me, Purple for her
....Yar I hope the guy will find my number in the wallet, call it and return to me.
Ooh... a GUY huh....
Silence for a good 5 seconds.
Oh. Hahaha sorry. Took me awhile to catch your meaning. Blur
Hahaha
Yar, maybe he'll be a commited Christian, maybe serving in church, or some Christian ministry like Boys Bridgade.
Hahahaha!
And be tall!
Taller than you! Hahahaha
Yar let's hope he's handsome too
Hahahaha!
And while we're at it, let's give him a million bucks.
Monday, January 23, 2006
Left Behind Wallet
Very quickly, I've lost my wallet. Got my ic in it, my matric card, my identification cards etc etc...
How? I was sitting at the hawker centre waiting for my friends, frantically looking out for them, cos they didn't get my phone number properly. When I saw them, I ran out, conveniently leaving my wallet on the table. We hailed a cab down immediately, otherwise we'd be locked out of service. I only realised it was gone when I reach into my bag for my wallet.
Yup. Made police report.
Told L_.
Waiting and trusting.
By the end of the week, no news... I'll just start getting new cards etc etc...
Upset? Oh yar... it was REALLY difficult to concentrate. But then I made a choice. I chose to worship and leave my worries into God's hands.
Now? It's really just material stuff. Nothing eternal. Sure, I'm kicking myself cos I indirectly made my mum give me more money. And made my australian friend (whom I'm hosting for 3 days) worried. Mostly, that after such a good track record of 3 years (not losing my wallet) I did it again.
Good thing though was, my australian friend got to see a real life Singapore Police Headquarters. Well... at least the reception area. Oh and gasp! My primary school ballet classmate recognised me. She's an officer at the police station. SO COOL RIGHT? I got a police officer classmate. hahaha....
We just came back from the Night Safari. It was an AWESOME time. Em is SERIOUSLY a GREAT running commentary. hahaha my friend was really impressed and so very glad to have met her. R_zi too! For getting us discounted tix! THANK YOU!!!!
Poor australian friend. She's still suffering from jet lag. hahahaha She's getting better though. Now she just switches off at 11pm instead of 10pm like last night.
How? I was sitting at the hawker centre waiting for my friends, frantically looking out for them, cos they didn't get my phone number properly. When I saw them, I ran out, conveniently leaving my wallet on the table. We hailed a cab down immediately, otherwise we'd be locked out of service. I only realised it was gone when I reach into my bag for my wallet.
Yup. Made police report.
Told L_.
Waiting and trusting.
By the end of the week, no news... I'll just start getting new cards etc etc...
Upset? Oh yar... it was REALLY difficult to concentrate. But then I made a choice. I chose to worship and leave my worries into God's hands.
Now? It's really just material stuff. Nothing eternal. Sure, I'm kicking myself cos I indirectly made my mum give me more money. And made my australian friend (whom I'm hosting for 3 days) worried. Mostly, that after such a good track record of 3 years (not losing my wallet) I did it again.
Good thing though was, my australian friend got to see a real life Singapore Police Headquarters. Well... at least the reception area. Oh and gasp! My primary school ballet classmate recognised me. She's an officer at the police station. SO COOL RIGHT? I got a police officer classmate. hahaha....
We just came back from the Night Safari. It was an AWESOME time. Em is SERIOUSLY a GREAT running commentary. hahaha my friend was really impressed and so very glad to have met her. R_zi too! For getting us discounted tix! THANK YOU!!!!
Poor australian friend. She's still suffering from jet lag. hahahaha She's getting better though. Now she just switches off at 11pm instead of 10pm like last night.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
I got my fridge!!!
Moving a larger than expected mini fridge into A's car.
SQUEEZE!
Back view of one of my 2 movers. hahaha
We arrive at Hall 14 from Hall 4
Installed and ready to use!! YAY!!!
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Flashback 3: Old tape record
When I was younger I loved to hear my own voice and would record myself reading off a book or talking nonsense that sounded (to me at least) like important adult talk. Alas the tapes have since been lost or thrown away. One day I stumbled upon an old cassette and and was flabbergasted at an accidental recording at the very end of the tape. Unfortunately, I've not been able to find that old cassette tape. And so I present to you.. flashback 3
*Blue for the voice of my brother
*Red for my voice
*Sound of plastics hitting against each other and high pitched "Hiiieeeeaaah! Hah! Wham!" intermediating between screams and laughter. Sounds gradually getting louder and louder.
"Hiiieeeaah!"
"Hoooieee!!!"
*Loud "PIAK!"
*Silence
"ORRRHhhhh....."
"No No NOOOOoooo"
"I'm going to tell Mummy!"
"No No... I NEVER!!!"
*Sound of footsteps pounding away and down the steps as the "No No NOooo..." continues on.
"Mummy! JT broke the racket!"
"No No NOooo.... I NEVER!!!!"
*End of tape
Okay... in case you didn't get it... My brother and I were playing swordsmen with our toy tennis rackets. Mine broke and he went to tell on me.
*Blue for the voice of my brother
*Red for my voice
*Sound of plastics hitting against each other and high pitched "Hiiieeeeaaah! Hah! Wham!" intermediating between screams and laughter. Sounds gradually getting louder and louder.
"Hiiieeeaah!"
"Hoooieee!!!"
*Loud "PIAK!"
*Silence
"ORRRHhhhh....."
"No No NOOOOoooo"
"I'm going to tell Mummy!"
"No No... I NEVER!!!"
*Sound of footsteps pounding away and down the steps as the "No No NOooo..." continues on.
"Mummy! JT broke the racket!"
"No No NOooo.... I NEVER!!!!"
*End of tape
Okay... in case you didn't get it... My brother and I were playing swordsmen with our toy tennis rackets. Mine broke and he went to tell on me.
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Mini flashback 2
Cos my bro complain that I make him sound fierce. Here's a small excerpt that will hopefully redeem his younger days image. hahaha...
Mummy and Daddy went on a mini break to Batam/Bintam (I don't remember).
Kor kor becomes the purse holder.
After school (primary I think), I bounced into the house and switch on tv. Bwahahaha... we can watch tv as long as we want!
Kor kor comes home from school too (secondary 1 or 2 I think) and quips, "What you want for dinner?"
"MACDONALD'S!!!" I respond enthusiastically.
"OKAY!!" He responds equally enthusiastically.
We grin at each other and troop off to the nearby MacDonald's.
When our parents are around, the below notes are the usual norm:
*Note 1: Watching excessive TV is a no go. Moreover watching tv after coming home from school, not bathing and changing into fresh clothes will deserve a good scolding.
*Note 2: Eating Macs is a luxury reserved for weekends. Macs for Dinner is unheard off.
Mummy and Daddy went on a mini break to Batam/Bintam (I don't remember).
Kor kor becomes the purse holder.
After school (primary I think), I bounced into the house and switch on tv. Bwahahaha... we can watch tv as long as we want!
Kor kor comes home from school too (secondary 1 or 2 I think) and quips, "What you want for dinner?"
"MACDONALD'S!!!" I respond enthusiastically.
"OKAY!!" He responds equally enthusiastically.
We grin at each other and troop off to the nearby MacDonald's.
When our parents are around, the below notes are the usual norm:
*Note 1: Watching excessive TV is a no go. Moreover watching tv after coming home from school, not bathing and changing into fresh clothes will deserve a good scolding.
*Note 2: Eating Macs is a luxury reserved for weekends. Macs for Dinner is unheard off.
Flashback
Little JT. walked, lost in the sights and sounds of the carnival.
Conscious that she was walking further from her parents and her older brother.
"Never mind, mummy and daddy will be here. I'll be nearby," she thought to herself.
"Hello little girl, you want to try?" a stall attendant handed out a little scoop and indicated to the containers of adorable goldfishes and guppies.
She eagerly took the offered scoop and squatted next to the containers, looking for the cutest fish.
In went her scoop, but no matter how fast she tried to catch the fish, they always swam elusively away from her.
The stall attendant laughed, "You'll kill my fish chasing them like that."
Taking the scoop from JT, he whisked a little guppy into an awaiting plastic bag filled with water.
"Here you go," he gave the bag to K, "free lah, no need to pay."
JT. beamed and peered at the little guppy in the bag. "Why so small?" she asked the attendant.
"Wah, you want big one huh? No lar, you little girl should get little fish. See this one? So cute. Baby, like you."
She peered hard again at the fish.
"Okay," she beamed at the attendant and he handed her the bag.
"Careful huh... don't drop. What must you say?"
"Thn'k que" she mumbled shyly.
She walked quickly to find her parents, all the while careful not the shake the bag. But for some reason they were no longer at the place she left them.
Alarmed, she starting looking around. Her parents were lost! She had lost her parents!
The sky was becoming grey and she felt the first drop of rain falling on her hand.
Panic seized her and her eyes welled up with tears. "Mummy?" she tried calling out tentatively.
Suddenly an angry voice called her, "JT! Where you go? Mummy and Daddy want to go off already." Her brother grabbed her wrist and pulled her off.
Filled with relief and then impending doom at the thought of her parents being angry with her, little JT started to sob and later progressed onto full force wailing.
Her brother groaned in exsperation. Now mummy and daddy were going to blame him for her crying. Everytime also like that. Argh.
Conscious that she was walking further from her parents and her older brother.
"Never mind, mummy and daddy will be here. I'll be nearby," she thought to herself.
"Hello little girl, you want to try?" a stall attendant handed out a little scoop and indicated to the containers of adorable goldfishes and guppies.
She eagerly took the offered scoop and squatted next to the containers, looking for the cutest fish.
In went her scoop, but no matter how fast she tried to catch the fish, they always swam elusively away from her.
The stall attendant laughed, "You'll kill my fish chasing them like that."
Taking the scoop from JT, he whisked a little guppy into an awaiting plastic bag filled with water.
"Here you go," he gave the bag to K, "free lah, no need to pay."
JT. beamed and peered at the little guppy in the bag. "Why so small?" she asked the attendant.
"Wah, you want big one huh? No lar, you little girl should get little fish. See this one? So cute. Baby, like you."
She peered hard again at the fish.
"Okay," she beamed at the attendant and he handed her the bag.
"Careful huh... don't drop. What must you say?"
"Thn'k que" she mumbled shyly.
She walked quickly to find her parents, all the while careful not the shake the bag. But for some reason they were no longer at the place she left them.
Alarmed, she starting looking around. Her parents were lost! She had lost her parents!
The sky was becoming grey and she felt the first drop of rain falling on her hand.
Panic seized her and her eyes welled up with tears. "Mummy?" she tried calling out tentatively.
Suddenly an angry voice called her, "JT! Where you go? Mummy and Daddy want to go off already." Her brother grabbed her wrist and pulled her off.
Filled with relief and then impending doom at the thought of her parents being angry with her, little JT started to sob and later progressed onto full force wailing.
Her brother groaned in exsperation. Now mummy and daddy were going to blame him for her crying. Everytime also like that. Argh.
Rainy days and toilets
Misty at MRT. The rain just doesn't let up!
I met Al_ and H_ Z_ to go meet L_ J_ at the Ritz Carlton. On our way to dinner, we went to the Ritz Carlton hotel's toilet. Hehehe.. I've found another favourite toilet. Although... Fullerton Hotel's toilet is still the best. You can see at the corner freshing pressed towels. Cool huh... I used the towel even though Al_ was like "Don't spoil lar..." Oh well... waste not, want not. haaha
Fresh flowers in the toilet! The guys toilet also have them!
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Solving the problem of rain and clothes
Mission: Rescue Jean from her endless torture of re-washing her clothes everyday
Dynamite
Agent Em setting up the dynamite
Close up shot of low budget mission gadgets
Secure gadget to metal railing
Load and Ready
Saturday, January 07, 2006
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Is the fridge here yet?
I'm starting to have nightmares that my fridge will never come.
Just seems to take so long to organise help to bring it across campus from hall 4 to 14.
First I approached my cell group people, but then nie teachers' schedules are seriously wacked.
Then I thought I hit brilliant when I called D. and he called A.
but then their schedules also incompatible.
So A. decided to liase with me directly, afterall he lives on campus too. He called two of his friends.
But his friends also not free.
Sigh... I wasted the whole of today waiting for my fridge.
And moaning about my clothes (which I washed twice) that got soaked in the rain again!!
I'm NOT going to wash the 3rd time. I'm leaving them to drip dry.
Truly... a day Not to be remembered. hahaha...
Just seems to take so long to organise help to bring it across campus from hall 4 to 14.
First I approached my cell group people, but then nie teachers' schedules are seriously wacked.
Then I thought I hit brilliant when I called D. and he called A.
but then their schedules also incompatible.
So A. decided to liase with me directly, afterall he lives on campus too. He called two of his friends.
But his friends also not free.
Sigh... I wasted the whole of today waiting for my fridge.
And moaning about my clothes (which I washed twice) that got soaked in the rain again!!
I'm NOT going to wash the 3rd time. I'm leaving them to drip dry.
Truly... a day Not to be remembered. hahaha...
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
High on a hill
Okay, you can't really see from this picture... but there is a bright star shining at the top, and a faint white line that crosses under it across the sky. It was a couple of days before Christmas. I was walking home when I saw this aeroplane create a white cloud line pattern that seemed to mimick the natural clouds.
I actually stood still on that dark hill and contemplated the scenary. Around me I could hear the televisions from the HDB flats.
Reminded me of the star that led the wise men to Jesus.
I honestly thought at that moment, the world was beautiful.
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