After months of not touching my favourite tennis racquet, i finally smelled the tennis court today. =))
i think my stamina left me.
long time ago.
after barely 15 minutes, i couldnt even feel my toes.
but it felt so good hitting the balls.
especially the good ones.
i did my own experiment.
picture the ball as somebody’s head, your shot will be better.
wasei!
it’s true!
i kept picturing that person’s head, and most of the shots were good.
it’s the anger you know, balled up inside, then the ball come straight at you, then WHACK!
pure joy.
and the court feels so good. they renovated his court, now it’s blue.
it took me 5 attempts, before i got this shot of him, all off the ground.
rayyan, dad and sass caught this fish at pasir ris fishing pond.
we steamed it, it taste so bloody good.
so all go to pasir ris fishing pond.
hehehe, for more pictures and details, go to our blog.
Post Script: Captain Mud, my offer has an expiry date on it. hahahaha!! =PPPP
Shoes galore!
Because i’m nice, ill tell you where we purchased it. =)
Black heels are from Everbest, retailing at S$109.
comfort wise, it looks painful, i shall go ask sass once she wears it out to work.
i think i have a similar pair i got at only 50 bucks from Novo. hahaha.
cause i had that speech thing and i needed black heels, or else i wouldnt normally buy covered heels. my feet’s not cut out for it. 
Turqoise heels are from Itti&Otto retailing at S$100.99 .
extremely comfortable, they have it in black as well.
and Julia Roberts wore it to some gala thingy. =P
Well something similar, only her’s in red.
Sassy and i have been stuck in bed staring at the tube.
Prison break 2 is just as engaging.
in the course of 2 days, i finished watching the second half.
my eyes couldnt have hurt more.
read some stuff i shouldn’t have.
It was tucked away neatly until itchy me decided to open it up.
and then sassy told me something that made me think about curosity even more.
why do humans do it?
The thirst for curiosity.
The urge to quench it despite knowing it could jolly well turn out to be potent.
embrace the future.
but like Diane Duane in High Wizardy(1990) said,
“Curiosity killed the cat-but satisfaction brought it back. Let your curiosity get the best of you, find out what you want to know.”
Within a span of 4 years, alot could happen right?
- yes, 4 years ago, i had a boyfriend called shane who declared his pact with halal food because he loves me.
wait, that was more than 4 years ago.
- 4 years ago, someone came up to me with a stalk of rose in hand and said it was from a secret admirer. TPJC isn’t very big, we didnt have a big population, i found who it was and i wished i hadn’t.
- 4 years ago, a soccer/hockey player told me to be his date for his prom night. which i didnt go cause secret admirer gave me a stalk of rose and they were both friends.
- 4 years ago, ahhhhh, a little bird confessed he has a crush on me despite screaming profanities down my throat 2 days prior. We went out on several horrible dates and came upon a realization that we’re both better off as friends. we still are. =)
- 4 years ago was also when i stumbled upon a little chinese boy who brought me to a park for a date that turned out to be quite a disaster that i had to make an emergency phonecall to Charlene who was still in bed. And after much begging, she left house to rescue me.
This little boy also told his scout teacher about his crush on me and i was hauled up for being mean. She said, “you know he likes you, it took him days to sum up the courage to ask you out, dont even TALK about the planning. how could you have just dumped him like that?” im not even going to try and argue. it was an unprofessional confrontation at it’s best.
- 4 years ago, i had a tiff with my geography teacher. who interestingly picked me as one of the best dressed finalists for our graduation night.
- 4 years ago, i was still thinking abt Shane, despite us breaking off waaaaay earlier. [a year later, we decided to give it another shot]
- 3 years ago, much to the horror of rinny and mazzy, i still thought things could work out btw Shane and myself amidst our conflicting personalities. [i still remembered one day, on our so called 'make or break' date, rinny texted me in caps. "LYDIA. DO NOT DO ANYTHING STUPID WITH SHANE. HE IS NOT THE ONE. KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF." hahahahahaha.]
- 3 years ago, i went out on a date with Franky who told me to “…look into the mirror cause you will see all the qualities i want in a gf and more. “ much to the amazement of rinny and mazzy.it was a simple eye candy, one whom we scrutinised during every break. yes, he was using a pink pencil. I gave in and we went out on a date. or was it two? i cant remember. he bought me a pack of oreo cookies when we went to bukit batok lib to study. fyi, i hate studying in a lib. When i organised a gig concert, Franky came down to support me complete with flowers albeit in a plastic bag.
- 3 years ago, i met an asshole named Jeremy [who came down to the airport to send me off with poem filled letter in his hand, which i read on the plane with much grief...THEN. so drama.] who traumatised the living daylights out of rinny and myself when he sent his staff to our table with tubs of free chocolate mousse. Which of course, i did not touch. i could sense rinny wanted to touch it but she knew i would be disgruntled.
- 3 years ago, i met another chinese boy from malaysia/brunei/or where it is that he has lived in.Much to the horror of rinny, i brazenly pasted his photo and myself in my school file. In short, that was never meant to be.
- 3 years ago, rinny, mazzy and maria listened to my whinings in the cafetaria/library munching on ‘white penises’ (dont ask). They held me thru the darkest and did not yell at me when i skipped econs lectures. In fact, i remembered once, maria even skipped that lecture to be with me in the library.
- 3 years ago, i thought i’d met him.
- 3 years ago, someone flew miles away from home to see me. I was an utter and complete jerk to him. I think ill never forgive myself for that.
so yes, within the span of 4 years, alot of things could have happen.
you know, i used to hate whenever my period comes?
but now? i cannot be happier.
“when you reach menopause, your skin becomes dry and you dont look fresh.”
“oh, that’s why some ppl take hormone pills?”
“yes, the lack of hormones will do tt.”
“hmmm…. i can take it forever then?”
“it causes cancer, women aged 45 and above are not advised to do so.”
“wah. i love my periods then.”
“on top of that, you wont have anymore needs. you will dry up. dry. *raises eyebrow*”
“ok mom, i get it.”
Went for dinner at Newton, brought them to Aunty Jo. =)
ok, im out.
) She looks much better.
Doctor needed my account of what happened.
She’s going for a brain wave scan tmr.
i hope everything will run smoothly…
a shout out to sassy.
happy 2*th birthday.
hahahaha. =)
ps: sham is back home with a swordfish. i tell you. our lives got so much more interesting the past 2 days. it’s crazy. hahaha. more when i feel like blogging. =)
and i had fun sitting down pinpointing the freshies out.
Well, that’s what year 3s do right? i dont know whats the fascination but it’s silly fun.
you see them carrying popular bags, coming out of the lift as a big group, a class most prolly.
Buying textbooks, wearing really nice clothes, carrying clean looking bags with pretty pretty shoes.
And then you see us, in our tank tops and slippers.
those were the days.
i surprisingly dont feel like a senior.
shen and i got lost and we had no idea where our first class was.
how to feel senior? -.-
and the second day? sha, shen and i skipped class.
great.
what a way to start our third year.
hahahahahahaha.
Met mazzy for coffee after school today.
girlfriend? do something that makes you happy ok.
i know sometimes satisfying people makes you happy.
but believe me, it is only in the short run.
ive been there.
it’s a tough lesson to learn and almost bizzare to comprehend, we’ll both get there one day ok.
when you make yourself happy, you get to spread that happiness and joy around.
depending your happiness on others will almost certainly lead to abject pain.
Yanty? thanks for bullshitting. =P
“lydia! come down ah! got hot gossip to tell you!”
“ok. set.”
after i came down,
“well??”
“oh. this table is shaky.”
“huh?”
“i know you kpo. i wanted you to come down. and the only way was to tell you i have a hot gossip. hahahahahahaha.”
yah. very funny.
i came down to collect my stuff from mazzy k.
So today, i have alot of things to say.
it was a day i encountered with alot of singaporeans.
as i got off the train to transfer to the lrt.
ok wait, before that, i dont know whether you have taken the lrt at choa chu kang.
The thing is, there is no escalator or lifts, so you get off the train, to get to the lrt, there’s a staircase only.
in fact ive written a couple of times to SMRT, regarding this.
When rayyan was still in a pram, i had the painful task of having to carry his pram up the stairs on my own.
Can you believe a mother with 2 children? the horror.
so i saw a lady with a pram and i offered to help.
As i was carrying the front of the pram, the both of us careful not to trip, this guy just rushed down the bloody staircase!
he banged into me, and i nearly fell backwards into the pram with the little boy who was barely a year old!
i cannot even imagine the catastrophe should i land myself in the pram.
the mother in horror nearly let go the back of the pram to try and prevent me from falling.
in the process, the pram nearly toppled backwards.
somehow, i managed to get my footing right at the nick of time.
i couldn’t believe that man. worse, he didnt even bother to stop.
both of us reached the top in utter trauma.
so i left the lady and her son in shock.
at singaporeans.
i kept telling myself all those reports in the papers about singaporeans being unhelpful are true.
as i was sipping my coffee with mazzy, i noticed a group of lower secondary students from CDS making a brouhaha at a nearby bus stop.
i noticed a girl laying on the floor.
and then i saw 3 girls lifting her using her arms and then dropping her back on the floor almost instantly.
moments later, a girl was slapping her head several times.
i stood up and asked mazzy to see whether that girl had just fainted.
when we realised what happened, we grabbed a glass of water and rushed there.
I was in horror.
a girl just fainted after falling off from a bus and all her friends were jumping around like monkeys.
They slapped her, smacked her legs and demanded her to wake up cause they all wanted to go home.
The boys sat on the steps shaking their legs, oblivious to the situation.
it was hard for me to concentrate on what to do [in my PLH, i was furiously trying to remember all my lessons at first aid and cpr. can you believe i was the medical assistant when i went to philippines? they needed a first aider and an assistance, i was the person and tt was why i had to attend a first aid course, but this was like 3 yrs ago! and i havent renewed it yet! on top of which, i had to take another first aid course when i become the company leader in girl guides in secondary one. but let's not even go there. cause obviously i couldnt remember nuts.]
all i could remember was to lift her arm up so the blood could flow.
all these happening with the monkeys jumping around screaming at the poor girl to wake up.
I was thanking heaven that mazzy was there and she looked calm and collected.
So we lifted her legs so her blood could circulate.
it was hard for me to concentrate.
i reached a point where i nearly wanted to yell at them.
but what was the point.
we tried to give her water but she was spilling it all over.
we both then lifted her up in a sitting position and took turns to support her back.
it was scary cause her limbs were contorted.
in all sillyness, i figured maybe her sugar level is low and asked a passerby for a sweet.
it was silly because i remembered when i went for one of my first aid course, they repeatedly reminded us not to jam anything into someone’s mouth because they may not be able to function well enough and can choke on the object.
i knew this! i remembered! it was going on and on in my head!
why i still stuffed the sweet into her mouth? i dont know! =(
we managed to contact her brother who came down 15 minutes later.
In that 15 mins, someone came and told us the obvious.
to check her bloody pulse!
of course.
now thinking about it, i remembered that CD mat telling us to check a patient’s pulse to see whether it’s normal.
her eyes were rolling around and when i spoke to her she couldnt answer me.
i told her to blink her eyes if she wanted to say yes, and she couldnt do it.
with all the chaos around us, i just told her to focus on my eyes and try to stay awake.
she did.
and i was glad.
after almost 40 minutes being unresponsive and failed attempts at trying to make her stand, the guy who told us to check her pulse called for an ambulance.
the ambulance came and i took her number down and msged her much later.
her brother replied and said she got warded and needed my account of what happened cause the doctor fears she has epileptic fits.
she fell forward from a bus and a series of things could have happened.
a knock on the curb could cause a blood vessel to burst or an aneurysm. you never know.
and there her friends where monkeying around.
im saddend.
with that said, i have to applaude some individuals.
For example the guy who helped us out.
the 3 ladies who offered medicated oil.
Another lady who gave me the sweet.
And a guy who actually stopped his car and asked us whether we needed a car ride to the hospital.
At this point, i am just glad that she is out of danger and is in good hands.
If there’s one thing i would like to do right now, is go for that refresher course and be certified once again.
my mum was reading an encyclopedia to rayyan on the sofa.
specifically about the planet system.
as she read about how we have 9 planets.
sassy and i butted in and said,
“there are only 8! pluto’s no longer a planet!”
and then rayyan butted in,
“mars has 13 moons!”
i didnt even know that. hehehehehe.
we learn new things everyday.
you should have seen the look on her face. it was priceless.
do you know pluto’s no longer a planet?
So we had dinner over at Fish&Co last thursday.
Rinny is still the same old her.
cynical, always questioning and constantly worried about her friends.
because we are a nice couple, we decided to get out of the house so that she can interview sham.
you can thank us later.
we love seafood. an awesome seaview would be appreciated as well.
Maria came over to join us, albeit for a short while.
she still has her strut. [in fact, when she strutted into fish&co, i could picture her strutting into pj's library. heh.]
what more with her short denim shorts.
i hope she’s having a ball of a time in Borneo with her other half.
climbing the mountains and spotting for orang utans. i think.
it’s good to see the both of them. =)
i just finished watching Barnyard with rayyan.
we did popcorns and olives and sassy was kind enough to get us pearl milk tea before she left to watch Phantom of the Opera.
i wanna watch it too. =(
but sass paid like close 300 for the tickets. bah humbug. waaaaayyy too expensive.
so because she was nice, somehow her graduation portrait landed on the table with us.
one word: Awesome. the movie i mean.
hahaha.
it’s super hilarious.
and i actually teared when the father died.
school’s starting soon.
i cannot wait.
honestly.
brouhaha.
brouhaha.
hahahaha.
Went to suntect to get olives, apparently, im not the only who likes it in the household.
besides sassy, which was expected, rayyan enjoys eating them!
he will place a few in this crystal bowl with 2 toothpicks in his fingers and pop them casually into his tiny mouth while watching the cartoons on the tube. in fact, he finished one whole entire can by himself! ok, i took like 4 olives. only.
bought juices, lotsa them and got myself paneer. i adore paneer.
i bought palak paneer, and paneer in masala. awesome awesome.
and i got microwaveable popcorns.
yes, if you have not realised, i have this intimate relationship with synthetic food. =)
crossed over to have dinner at bakerzin.
bumped into sassy and roe.
i had the mushroom linguini, hon had the seafood pasta and we shared a squid salad among us and the delectable chocolate cake that cost 9 bucks per plate that you should only have once every blue moon.
ok, my throat is wonky and i have sucked 8 cherry flavoured robitusins the whole day.
i have sneezed more than 6 times.
i dont sneeze at all on a normal day. so 6 is alot.
that’s besides the point.
my throat is wonky and my nose is feeling runny.
guess who i got it from?
the one who works in the sky.
i guess this is what they mean by “…thru good and bad times.”
but because it will be a pretty long while before i see alfie plus i needed a break from home that i decided to trudge my lazy fat bottom out of the house.
and i decided to pull off a Carrie Bradshaw with my outfit.
The gang: yanty, connie, sam, alfie, herman, saiful, murni&dan, su&boy, shima, mazzy, faliq&gf, ain, nad&nad and yaz. [ though i dont remember seeing much of yaz. hmmmm.]
oh plus my sis and fi. but i didnt see much of them either.
according to sham, partying days are long over for him. hehehehehe.
guess he can watch his gf do it then. =PP
nolah, he was flying.
to those who kept asking me where my bf was.
i think people think it’s a crime to be out partying without your other half.
where’s your bf? does he know? have you told him? will he be ok? oh, you cant contact him cause he’s flying? then how? will he get mad?
-.-
talking about flying, we were out ystdy and i looked up to see this gorgeous cloud formation, so i went,
“oh! look at that! the clouds are so beautiful!”
“*sniggers* hmmm… ok. *looks at me funnily*”
“no! can you please look at it?? really!”
looks up and in this uberly fake manner he exclaimed,
“WOW! SO PRETTY!”
“ok, tsk. pretty what. i like looking at clouds.”
“darling! i work in the sky!”
-.-
anyways, i digressed..
If there’s one place you want to go to meet up with people you havent seen for months, i say MOS is the place. expecially if it’s free entry, you get the whole world packed in tt tiny place.
i saw hafiz [if you're reading this, i was just telling my bf about you!! and talking to aliman about us! and then i bumped into you here! wah!], charlotte, daryl, fifi, sarwan, mei ling[horror of all horrors, i called dawn up immediately, since she was the only who answered after futile attempts at calling shen, mel and sha.], aliman&wifey, eileen and olivia.
hmmm… hahaha. i think i ought to thank everybody, especially yanty and ain in this entry. =)))
god bless your good souls. =P
the usual suspects, herman and alyssa.
isn’t the sky just awesome? with the sunrays filtering through the clouds. gorgeous i tell you.
i was walking with alyssa to new zealand ice cream and something baffled me.
they were selling a small (1 scoop) at $3.50 and
a regular (2 scoops) at $4.50.
for an additional scoop i only pay one dollar!!
so i was just asking alyssa whether we cld have asked for a regular in 2 separate cups. hahahah.
doesn’t it just suck to want to say something but you have to keep it all inside cause of the situation? or the people around you, or being tired, or being knackered, or simply just exhausted of repeating the same thing all over again and again and again and still not seeing any form of correction being made.
honestly? i think it’s awful.
im learning how to do tt.
it’s hard. and painful.
but recently, i learned hardship and pain is part and parcel of life.
i also feel that having to see no improvement eventhough you’ve bared your soul is harder than just simply sucking it in.
what’s more awful is when you share with someone and then they refuse to hold your hands and you get pushed to a little corner on your own because the problem lies within you. what happened to good or bad times?
so when there is a problem, and you voice it out and the solution is not accepted, what do you do? swallow it in and learn how to live with it? [eventhough you pretty much know it will rise up to the surface soon enough and the vicious cycle continues]
so why wont some solutions just be meted out?
im still trying to decipher why. up to this very moment.
i dont like how some of my perpectives have been swayed slightly but ill get my rhythm back soon enough. after i sort out the thoughts in my PLH.
well, on an entirely different note, i was with herman by the pool last night, taking in the night air and looked at him and said:
“you know, sometimes when you do something so horrible to someone close and you keep it inside, then you feel so guilty that you’re keeping it away from him/her because the guilt is eating you up? so you question yourself whether or not you should tell him or her because you think honestly is the best policy?”
“yes.”
“well, i think it’s not. i think that the very fact that you want to tell him/her, the act of being honest is selfish. Because, look at it this way, who’s the one with the problem? you. why? because you’re feeling guilty. is the relevant party hurting in anyway? pain? or sad? no. so you want to tell him or her so that you can stop being guilty and cause him/her hurt. which SANE person would do tt? you remove YOUR pain and you pass it along to someone who absolutely does not deserve it.”
i dont know, maybe im wrong but i was just trying to refute the idea tt honesty is the best policy. well, not so refute, more like looking at it in a different perspective.
PS: i know sham and my kelong entry is long overdued but we’re both busy. =P
till then, rinny, im afraid you have to wait before you find out what a kelong is. hahahaha.
