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Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Boredom

I have a boring life.


For now.


The following pictures attest to my lacklustre existence.











My kid's toenails.











His tapered jester-like jeans.











And my Dar-Dar.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

SECRET...


I am OFFICIALLY IN LOVE with JAY CHOU!!! Haahaa..

SECRET is one superb romantic movie; too sacharine but I don't mind! My life evolves around my kids breaking up within a week and hitching up the next day. Most of my friends basically lack interesting, exciting and heart-pumping romance (or if they do, I won't know, right?). So, watching this movie brings back the good old days when I so looked forward to school (when I was studying, not when I'm working! Can hear Nad's "Paedophile" taunts in the background. Haahaa..). When going to lecture was to pass notes to friends and talking about our crushes. When seated in the canteen meant finding benches which were strategically located so that we could eye our 'targets' without being conspicuous.

Yeah.. so boh liao then. Of course, when you are a teenager, everything meant something.

Friday, August 10, 2007

30 versus 23

My life seems to be eventful since my last update.

The most exciting event is my friend dating a young man. My 30-year old friend dating a 23-year old man. Solid, huh? Haahaa..

When she coyly told us about it last week, Nad and I were dumbstruck.

"Cool," I replied, after a few seconds of registering her confession.

"Paedophile," Nad sniggered, right after my positive encouragement.

My friend was completely unruffled.

"If you are going to tease me about it, I'm not gonna tell more," she threatened.

After a few cajolings and teasings, she finally told us the details. Yesterday, after our NDP picnic, we finally met the infamous 23-year old man. Laboriously shy and painfully embarrassed by our presence, he made an effort to get to know us. Poor thing! It did not help that Nad and Fah are one-liner people and I had to do the asking. My dear friend is the one who is usually the talker in the group. Since she was the object of scrutinity with her BF, she could not talk much.

Very interesting turn of event.

As I told Nad, I don't mind dating young man. Especially with pretty eyes. Haahaa..

And Nad's reply.. "You, people, are paedophile. Real paedophile."

Bring it on!