I went to Serangoon North to get my pet supplies today. I wanted to buy my hammies' favourite Vitakraft Wellness and Vitakraft Emotion Beauty - both very good for my hamster's long fur.

After getting the Vitakraft Wellness at $3.50 (good bargain since retail price is $4.80), and the Vitakraft Emotion Beauty at $8 (retail price is $10.80), I was off to browse other shops since I was in the area.

Then I saw the House of Chinchillas - a shop that sells hamsters and chinchillas. I bought Snowy and Brownie here some time back. It seems I am never able to leave Serangoon North without first popping in for a look.

The syrian hamsters here are of VERY VERY good quality. They are healthy, their fur is damn bloody nice, their eyes are alert, they don't bite, very tame, and best of all, they are well-fed and are kept in good conditions. The shopkeepers there love the hamsters and it can be seen from the way they share let us touch the hamsters without making you feel as if you're obligated to buy.

Anyway, this is not an ad for them, so moving on, I want to share with you, my new hamster! I went in there and there were so many new hamsters and all so cute. I just had to bring one home. :D

Introducing............... GARFIELD! My new boy, 3 months old. :)

Super damn cute hor! Aiyoh, I cannot take it. I wanted to buy another one home somemore. But I told myself - one at a time!

Can anyone have too many hamsters?

NOPE! :D

- Hamster lover, signing off! :D

...and how naughty some boys can be!

I got this in the mail today. I had to share it. It's too damn funny not to! :)

Why some senior managers are up there and I am not.

Some senior manager (SSM): What (how many) jobs are you handling now?
Me: Some shit jobs
SSM: Oh I see. I seem to have quite a few only...
Me: Ah... ok... *pretends to be interested*

** some random chit chat **

Me: So do you still play games with the bosses?
SSM: Yup.
Me: *thinking of joining in some time* What time do you guys usually play?
SSM: When we're done with work usually about 8-9pm?
Me: Huh? So late? You mean you stay till so late just to play with them?
SSM: Oh not really, I have work to do too.
Me: Why do you say you have so few jobs but yet you still have to work till so late?
SSM: Oh during working hours are for fighting fire and talking to the client, after working hours are for me to do some organising and to think about what I have to do tomorrow.

Erm...

LIKE WTF?!

This is like so wayang. You know?! Wayang Defined: A dramatic performance.

This was my first blog post on my first official public blog one year ago on the 13th of February 2009.

All this is kinda delayed. Nonetheless it's not something I can miss blogging about.

My group of classmates from my 3 years in Polytechnic have all gone off in separate ways of our own and some plenty happy about their decision and some well, neutral about their decision. Whatever it was, we kept in contact and meet up every now and then.



First one of us all to get married is Wani. It is a surprise since Mei Fen was always the one determined to get married asap and be a housewife. Wani's wedding is the first ever malay wedding in Singapore I ever attended. It was a wonderful experience. Wani, though you got married in Jan, and I am only blogging about it now, it does not dilute the best wishes I have for you and your hubby. :) Happy ever afters do happen.

Mei Fen got married (finally) in April. Her hubby looked positively pleased that day and I seriously don't think I have seen a guy more happy to be married than him. Really. 

She's the second to get married of us group of Polymates. Here's a great pic of all of us - well, most. Amanda, who's having the time of her life in Australia, is well, at Australia. Haha. Peiwen, Jack, Masnor, Yusoff, and a few others didn't turn up as well. 

Hi 大家好。我是因为读了ah liong的博客 (喂，可不简单哦。我可是花了一个钟头才把那entry读完的！）才会想要回去中学那样，把想说的都用华语写下来！！！

哦哪天我和惠惠去了Tanglin Mall的旧货市场摆了一个摊子卖旧衣服。天气非常的热！那摊子的收费可不便宜哦。$85！

They say, dreams are a reflection of the dreamer's deepest fears and desires. Me? I think that dreams are not symbolic. Dreams are just a very interesting jumble of personal experiences from the last day or week. And did you know negative feelings in dreams are more commonly felt than positive ones. Anxiety is the most common one of them all. I like to think I have a lot of fun in my dreams.

Really.

Nightmares as well!

Why, just last night, I dreamt of this:

I was in an exam hall with only 2 other students. We were in the classroom and then in the next instant, I was outdoors. The examiner was then telling us that if it rains, then we won't have the exam. After saying that, we 3 looked up the skies and saw the clouds moving very quickly. The rain clouds were going going gone. With that, the wind got stronger as well (I think at this point, my mind registered that if wind clouds move fast = strong winds). Suddenly the wind got strong enough to blow the table and chairs off our bottoms. We only had the piece of test paper that we clinged on to. Don't ask how, don't ask why, the test paper grew as huge as Aladdin's magic carpet. All I had to hold on to was the huge test paper and I was like flying real high up! The clear skies grew dark and become outer space. I was frightened and held on for dear life - eyes closed. Then I heard this crash and looked to my left. Classmate #1 was nowhere to be seen, Classmate #2 just crashed into one of the many incoming comets?!! Oh shit, so I needed to fight for my life! I opened my eyes and started avoiding comets by swaying my body. The speed slowed down and the test paper started descending as if I have reached my destination. When I landing on my own two feet, someone came up to me and said, "Welcome to Malaysia."

LOL wtf?!

I had another damn bloody funny dream the other day. I was in this dream with a lot of monsters and bad guys, then Duckie was in the dream as well and I was in the dream protecting him from them. I was scared and agitated and then I woke up tangled up in my blanket. I remember hugging my pillow and telling my pillow I needed to hug the pillow in order to gain more power and fight the monsters. I promptly went back to bed intending to continue my dream to fight and protect. Hahaha! This is quite funny.

And yes, I can continue the dream if I happened to wake up halfway. What fun though it not that easy and I don't succeed all the time.

I think one of the most realistic and scary dream was when I dreamt I was pregnant.

The feeling of immense bloatedness came first. Then I saw myself in the dream using my right hand to pat my tummy. From third party view, I became myself in the dream. I was fearful and alone. There were people around me speculating who's the father of the baby. In my dream, I knew who the father was. But everybody was speculating. One thought it was my boss, another thought it was .... I can't recall who else. I was frightened and intimidated when surrounded by this quickly crescendoing whispers of people gossiping around me, about me.

As I lay my hand on my tummy, I wished for a bum or a kick or a heart beat perhaps. I felt nothing. It just felt like dead weight in my tummy. I was frightened. I didn't know if the baby was alive. Then reality check!! 3 months pregnant already - I should have been the to gynae more than a few times now isn't it? Ok then the situation evolved such that I was to go to the gynae the next day and I was anxious about what the gynae would say.

The constant bloated feeling just came through as the strongest and most dominant sensation. And then I woke up. LOL. Gosh!!!

Anyhow, the bloated feeling was because I had to pee real bad. Hahahaha!!!! But it was horrid!!!!!!! GOSH!

I doubt really, there's anything wrong with wanting more for myself and my future but why does it bring me such pressure?

We were at Halong Bay at my last post. This is part 2. :)



The Amazing Cave is not amazing at all.

After the boring hour at the not-so-amazing cave, we set sail again for Titop Island nearby. Duc (guide) said we can climb the 400 steps to the top for a great view of the top if we wished to. It was part of the itinerary after all. Well, it hasn't stopped raining. Every damn thing is wet. My hair, the floor, my raincoat, everyone's feet and shoes, the 400 steps...

... and we went of course! Everyone except the 2 german girls opted out. So the group of us 6 went ahead.

Aye, tiring it was. The climbing itself was an experience, the view... well, I did say it was raining and the fog was heavy. Covering most of the islets' tips. A damper really. But to see ALS panting like a very very very very big tired dog was worth it man. Everyone of us was panting, yes. But he, he was SERIOUSLY tired. It took more than a little while to recover too.

Hahaha. Quite funny.


Here's a "We made it to the top" group shot.

The climb down wasn't so bad. We dipped our toes in the cold cold water and stood around for a moment. Look, doesn't it look like a paradise for me.

Sea, beach... I was inspired and got Roman to strike a "Cover Guy" pose.

Haha! Roman, very man lah! LOL

Look at the naughty raindrops that forced their way into my shot.

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