Dearest Smelly Melly,

Hope things are well in Australia for you. The cold rainy weather over here is torturing me by reminding me of Xmas. So anyway, I came across some pics... As usual, I'll let them tell the story =)


Even though u must be mugging like siao now, don't forget to...


HAVE A BREAK!!!

HAVE A CHUPA CHUP!!!



HELLO WOMAN!!! It's the other end!!!


The night when we celebrated Angie's bdae on National Day. I can almost hear you screeching the birthday song... (refer to videoclip we took that day bwahahaha!)


Taken at FUG 2004. The purpose of blogging this pic is not me, of course, but AikMing covering his...erm... bits.


WHOaaaAAAaaa... You know how to dance ah!!!


Er, honey, that's no tango, dear.


AikMing giving the disappearing ghost a helping hand.


evil evil EVIL!!! tsk tsk tsk! FAKE ticket!!!
(this pic is soooo you, Mel, bwahahaha!!!)


Yes, Darh-ling, gargantuan hips are big now.


And so are highly-defined green thumbprints... not so sure how good you guys are with plants thou =P


I dun noe abt u but this must be the goofiest face Kelly ever had caught on camera bwahahaha!!!

Been driving my poor bf crazy with rampant, wild screechings of Xmas carols, for the whole of this month. Brought him a fair amount of embarrassment too, I'd say.

I can't help it. Unless u've been hanging ard in Hawaii (in which case, aloha to you & welcome to my blog), you can't miss the chillingly breezy mornings for the past 1 2 3 weeks. Try getting out of bed every morning @ 6am in a I-want-to-curl-up-in-my-warm-&-snuggly-bed mood. Perpetual dilemma to either get highly irritated or just sigh @ the beautiful weather outside. *butterflies flying out of armpits @ sound of aaaAAAaaahhh... go read prev entry*

Darling, if you feel that my screechings have increased considerably, here's why:



Yes, my dad has horrid grammar.

Ever the subtle one, he kindly reminded my goingtobebotaksoon acne-prone brother about the lack of comforts of home coming his way. Meanwhile...

I can't wait to kope his iPOD WAHAHAHAHA!!!

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Remember the weight gain I had a while back?
Remember how horrified I was even thou I have a weighing machine @ home???

Well, here's why:



They say don't blame the equipment when the fault lies in you... or something like that.
Well, well, well, EAT YOUR WORDS, BUSTER bwahahaha

Yawn... tiring day.

Went to catch Harry Potter with GW last nite. Let's just say that I much much prefer the late Richard Harris as Dumbledore (from what I can recall from the first movie, the dignified Head of Hogwarts dont move in a flustered, jerky manner and he will never ever *omg* lift his robes up. Like he's doing a curtsey.)

Overall, the show's pretty good with all the action going on in the Triwizard Tournament. The Beauxbaton Girls appeared kinda bimbotic thou *does the "aaAAaahhh" flourish with butterflies coming out from my armpits*. Oh oh, is it just me or do both Neville LongBottom & Harry look like JOSH GROBAN to you? Haha... well, the highlight of the movie for me was the...er... sweet & salty popcorn. Yishun 10's is unbeatable.

Sorry to spoil the show but I cant shake off the nagging feeling that the entire movie is so rushed. Still prefer the book =p

On a brighter note, here's something I doodled a while ago.



It's obvious I can't wait for Xmas... heehee =p (I wonder what will I get for Secret Santa heehee...)

Later.

Daddy Dearest & Flower


Every nite when I reach home from work, the first thing I'll do is to feed that furry glutton.
Lately, Dad'll always call out from his couch that "I've just fed her".

I snapped this right after he did that guess-which-hand-has-the-food game with Flower. (you noe, roll your fist over the other quickly & repeatedly to confuse the guesser, then stop to let the him guess which hand holds the food.) Yes, he played that with my rabbit.

Whose lao-peh will bother with their child's pets man... He even fed Pui-Ter for me (that fierce critter has been ard for FOUR years & he's still going strong).

How nice of him =)

Right. Off to dad's company's 25th anniversary dinner @ Swissotel. Tata =)

Melanie Melinda's Departure for Brisbane, 16th November 2005, 8.30pm

Rushed down from work. Thank God for the stability of MRT trains as I frantically scribbled & doodled on her card.

Amidst the gang of...er... Indians *all going back to Calcutta after Deepavali... HEY! The departure board says so!!! SERIOUS!!!*, I found our girl with her gang.


From left: dun-noe-who, Jennifer, Mel, dun-noe-who, Shumin & dun-noe-who. HuiJing's running late so we'll see her later.


Angelia aka The-Girl-In-Pink-With-The-White-Orchid-In-Her-Hair, Melinda *yes, "Melanie" came up cos I keep saying Mel here & Mel there. So sorry, Melanie, I MEAN, Melinda!!!* and me


Hmmm, nice paper, nice painted-on-labbin ribbon, nice painted-on-bow, I wonder what's inside...


HUH!?! Bosy, what's this?!?!


The close up of the pseudo-shoes we gave her


I love this pic =)


Melinda, I'm so very tremendously humongously sorry......

...... For reminding you about your radioactive smelly bolster.
I'll see what I can do abt APP-ing (a fresh new) one over to Brisbane.

(Btw, APP = Air Parcel Package)



Finally, Huijing rushed to the scene... with the BIGGEST, FLUFFIEST, CUDDLIEST teddy bear ever!


BIG HUG!!!
This is another one of my favourites =) In fact, I like it so much I showed GW... I wonder if he gets the hint.

Teary faces *Huijing was still crying after Mel went past the gates*, dripping noses, drooly grins & she's gone.

Well, Mel *hey, rhymes!*, please take care in Brisbane okie? Don't let anyone step over you & if they pull your hair, PULL BACK bwahahaha!!! We're all gonna miss u here *I miss u already sniff sniff* I'll see u on msn or blog yeah? MUACKS!!! We love you!!!

P.S. And COME BACK SOON!!!

Dawn Yeo/Yang

I didnt realize how out of touch I've been with the CAs of S'pore until a fren got me to check this out & get back to him if she's "chio anot?

Let's just say I was thiiiiisssss close to blurting out that she's the prettiest girl I've ever seen & how come we haven seen her ard the media b4. Given her features, getting a job shd be a sweet piece of cake. I was just abt to give him a thump on the back with a "your taste in women has improved. well done" when he told me "she's plastic lah. go plastic even you can (not that it'll make me pretty thou.... bleh)".

After viewing a couple of sources, I was am pretty sure she did went for surgery... & pretty extreme @ that. It's not even cosmetic enhancement, it's a 180 deg change with cosmetic reconstruction. I cant find a sliver of resemblance to her former self.

Remember that Extreme Makeover show? Those ppl still look like themselves, only sooo much better. I find there's nothing wrong dabbling with cosmetic enhancement. It's like how makeup accentuates one's features & brings them into focus. It's like how we all love to be beautiful. The same principle applies - You Feel Good When You Know You Look Good. It's not a mask u hide behind. You simply rectified the prob with a more... well, permanent & expensive solution. Read the last paragraph of this. At the end of the day, you look gorgeous... but hey, you're still you =)

& yes, I agree that the reason why cosmetic surgery exists stems from our need to look good. All the time. (Ah, don't tell me u honest-to-goodness love each & every part of yourself all the time. Think b4 u speak, thanks)

All I can think of was how desperate she must have been to clinch that modelling job & leave her past behind. (Note: I didnt say how desperate she must have been to be beautiful. She dun need that level of change to attain more beauty. But throw a modelling contract in...)

Changing ur God-given features on sucha drastic scale don't seem normal... Denying it simply makes it worse.


Dawn Yeo BEFORE


Dawn Yeo AFTER

Sigh... Someone, please tell her u dun need to look Eurasian to be beautiful.

I hope she's really happy on the inside.

There's Something About Xiao Hei


He's been ard since last Monday & boy, has he gotten alot of attention in my Blk.

Reasons?

1) He wasnt sighted b4 in this area.
2) He looks full-grown, healthy& strong, and has shiny fur.
3) He's REALLY REALLY tame.

Somehow, calling him a stray is doing him & his owner (what kinda owner is this anyway?!?!?) injustice. He'll be quietly splayed on the ground, guarding the mailboxes in the afternoon or patrolling the void deck, checking out everyone who exits the lifts. Occassionally, he'll earn the pat on the head but he's prob wondering why everyone is calling him Blackie (the creativity of Singaporeans...). GW calls him Xiao Hei. So shall I.

Most of the time, he's just waiting, waiting patiently. For something. Someone.

The neighbours have gotten used to him & guess what, the bridges of neighbourly ties have been started, all thanks to 6-second (I counted) lift-conversations of "that black dog which is always ard downstairs" every sleepy morning.

I wonder if he likes bread in the morning. Do dogs eat bread? Anyway, let's pray some dumb a** wont feed him CHOCOLATE.

Had Sakae last Friday, a treat frm GW. To celebrate my clinching a job, he said.

The meal's great *literally* & oh so satisfying but I still feel bad abt letting him pick the tab.
Never mind dear, my turn when I get my pay =)


The HighLight for me was Fried Tofu =) We had like 3 servings man... sheesh... GW was the one craving for the raw fish above.


Introducing Naruto... The little boy seated beside me immediately exclaimed that it was "Very hot! Must blow!" & proceeded to fan my Chawamushi with a pamphlet. Cute =)


We I got carried away & took waaay too many plates, excited to try all the different dishes =p

Verdict by Uncle Ow: Very Very GOOD
It's no wonder we're this heavy... My fault, dear =(


The extent of our my greed was amplified by the remnants of the dinner the family of 3 seated next to us had... We actually ate MORE than them. Gosh.



Went to Furry Friends petshop & I was more enchanted by this sweetie than the rabbits. She so nicely offered me some fresh green hay but I politely declined & almost replied "It's ok, you eat". Quickly & quietly took a snapshot of her but she squinted -_- Cute.

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Oh today's my first day at work. Let's just say there're alot of pdt knowledge to be stored @ my fingertips. I heard on the grapevine how 2 ppl have quitted after staying for like 6 mths. During introduction, all I remembered were not their names, but how hard they shook hands.
One woman loosened my stiff shoulder. Thank you, whoever u are.

I mentioned how SPH: Life! has a seating plan to the receptionist when I bumped into her on the bus. She kindly asked if I'd like to have one. How sweet of her =)

Shyness is a barrier. It prevents me from smiling & I've been told that when I do decide to flash my pearly-whites, ppl find me warmer & friendlier. & they actually smile back.

I tested that with my I've-got-the-Monday-blues boss today. Maybe I'll remind her of Friday. Wadya know, it actually worked. Amazing.

Seems like everyone else have faith in me that I'll do well.
Even GW reminded me abt last Sat's sermon regarding going after the dreams God placed in my life. & since I practically killed the 2nd interview, it's totally God's doing that I clinched it.

I guess I can only say "It's God's plan for me to do this". & I'm gonna do Him proud.

3rd November, Dinner @ 5 Star Chicken Rice Restaurant

w328 gathered for dinner with Mavis' 2 frens, Eva & QianYu. Initial plan was Spize but it suddenly dwelled on us that since it's Hari Raya Puasa, the restaurant wasnt open for biz.

Everyone had a bundle of laughs & there was the incessant too-fast-too-furious photo-taking @ Great World after that.


The Impersonators =)


After like 2483 tries, we finally got everyone in.


Check out da phone, says Mavis.
Check out the curls, says Shaun.


Another one =)


While the 3 laydees went to the , er, ladies, the bored bunch decided to engage in their fave pasttime...




"Uncle, Uncle, wo hai mei you shang che!!!"
*Shaun looks really weird here...)


Plastered...


... & trapped.


Snippity snippity...


... SNAP!


Last one for the nite =)

If I think that I can kiss my NUS books & materials goodbye as I step into the work force , I'm so very wrong. Conversely, I have to rely on them even more.

So much so I'm thinking of applying for an alumni library membership card if necessary.

Argh... Why oh why did I say I miss studying? Itchy mouth...

Someone told me, hey, at least I get a monthly monetary incentive for studying.
Sorta like "U will get paid for studying".

I told him that I've to study in order to get the moolah.
In other words, "U must study to get paid".

He had nothing to say & I rest my case.

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Yes, I'm still sore abt the weight gain. & for those of u who know the number, kindly keep it to yourselves, thank you.

Haiz, back to the books, Internet & the world of surface chemistry...

Pre-War on the Bushy Duo
(I noe what u're thinking, but I'm not talking abt the 2 of us, u *toot*)


Part 1
We went to Sentosa on Tuesday. The weather was so gloriously sunny, my camera couldnt take it & we ended up with loads of Twilight Zone pics.

Yes, everything taken under the sun was just a bright burst of white on screen. Yes, even under the straw-woven shelter. Sheesh. We had to snap this one while waiting for the bus. While I didnt get a tan (too much sunscreen), GW had sunburn (v little sunscreen) hahaha!

Note to self: Avoid going to the beach on public holidays. U nvr know when some men are openly taking pics of u... & even if u must, go early & exit early to maximise the fun & minimise eliminate shower-room queue frustration.


Part 2
Uncle Ow's eyebrows were starting to look really messy. So he requested for a trim yesterday.

Sure thing, I said. I'm just gonna pluck away the stray scraggly bits. Your girlfren is no professional u noe, I added. He wisely kept quiet heh heh.

So out came my golden tweezers to attack the foliage. I remembered everything abt how ur eyebrows shd start from where ur tear-ducts start & how they shd just tail nicely at the end blah blah blah. I was sorely tempted to pluck out a gentle arch but didnt. Too many men are eyeing him already. Besides, I better not be overzealous. Scarli deforestation then how???

Ok, I'm done dear, I claimed 5 mins later, proud of my work.

Whoa, why are they so far apart, he gasped. Ok, what, I exclaimed. Ur eyebrows are not supposed to be so near, u noe.

Upon close surveillance, he figured it's a close shave pluck & claimed they're very nicely done blah blah blah... So long it's done by me, it's great blah blah blah... Anyway, I gey-kiang asked him for feedback frm his friends & family, still proud of my handiwork. (Hey, he boosted my confidence level!)

Later that day...

GW: Eh, notice anything different?

Friend: wah what happened to ur brows? Ok lah, looks alright lah.

GW: Eh Ma, do u notice any change in my face?

GW Momma: Huh... Wah how come ur face so red??? ...... Eh... What Happened To Your Eyebrows? U go & pluck them again issit??? I told u already you just need to pluck the stray hairs away & not overpluck. U pluck so much from the centre now they are so far apart & the one on the left is too short lah....
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But I was totally stumped when she went on: Aiyah, if u want to pluck ur eyebrows, why didnt u ask either me or your girlfriend to do it for u?

Again, my wonderful boyfriend wisely kept quiet in front of her. Only to burst out in hysterical gleeful laughter over the phone 1 min later.

I'll do better next time, Auntie =(

Blood Donation Drive, 29th Oct

All 5 of us boarded frm our respective train stations & proceeded to the CC outside church.
Actually, come to think of it, we didnt wait long cos they were ending registration. Unfortunately, I had to miss guitar =( but it's for a GOOD CAUSE!!!


Stage 2: The Waiting Room We're easily the NOISIEST donors there -_-
(Btw, free Nike bands for all donors. There're red, white, blue & black =)

After registration, we're called to see the doctors. Both Jesmon & I have low blood pressure so the docs told us to drink a bottle of water each prior to donating. Next, the iron content check. Everyone "guo guan" & it's back to the waiting room b4 they call our nos... gulp...

Just check out our brave smiles:


Shujuan, CameraWoman for the day, has veins that're smaller than the needle so she cant donate. Doc recommended weight-lifting to strengthen & make them more prominent.


A gleeful Ah Guan being prep for the giant needle.


Joanna endorsing the blood donation pamphlet, awaiting her turn.


Jesmon happily oblivious to the man fainting/had fainted beside him.

He felt a little dizzy after the whole process & had to be tended to by Mr FunnyDoctor.
The nurse very nicely chose a blue bandage "to match his blue clothes mah" but we pleaded with her for a bright pink one to match ours haha! Yes, Auntie, we know ur colour coordination very zai =P


Can u see my lil bag of blood by the yellow bin... coooool...

The only thing that hurted was when they administered an anaestatic through a tiny needle. I didnt dare to look @ the giant needle piercing my skin aft that but it didnt hurt a bit. 5 mins & it's over for me. (then again, I kan-cheonged & repeatedly squeezed the life outta the blue stress-ball while others relac-one-korner...)


Showing It Off : The Bloody Warriors & Their Pink Bandages


Final Verdict: It Feels Great!
I have to say, the feel-good factor is @ an all-time high that day =)


4 days later & it's still zinging in my veins =)
I think I'll be a regular donor.

For more information, you can check out www.yahoo.com.sg for blood donation drives.

Well (according to the MRT train) they only take out 350-450mL of blood every time & u can save up to 3 lives with one teeny bag of blood.
Don't let the phobia of pain stop u from doing something great today!