Doodoodoooooooo...

Wah. I wonder very much what the woman whose job I’m taking over really does when she’s at work. HOW COME I GOT NOTHING TO DO?!? Some may think, “Wah lao eh! So free still complain. Look at me, meeting here meeting there, meeting until want to siao already!”

Eh excuse me. If you have nothing to do but stare around vacantly at your not so very exciting surroundings and potter around with the computer for a bit, you’d go mad too okay. Okay maybe not if you are a computer whiz personperson. You could try and hack into the system and find out the country’s secret that Singapore is really communist, and that we really actually belong to China. But then I’m not, so I cant, worse luck. Because, yes, I very much want to find out about my Chinese roots. I would give me immense pleasure to find out that we indeed, belong to the motherland, that being my constant dream.

Wah. Already the boredom is evident. It’s only 937 am. How come everyone else looks so busy ah? I guess I look busy too, typing a very important looking document on the mighty Microsoft Word. (Except if people look close enough, they will detect the spelling mistakes that I refuse to change, and so discover my ploy) Only its destination is not the desk of the Deputy Director of Family and Child Protection Welfare Branch Mrs. Corinne Koh. Its aspirations are even more vast than that! It’s going to my blog!

Help. The big boss is here. I shall pretend to look at my email and some fat ring files. I personally think that the DD is a very capable woman. I’m sure she saw through my little act. Ueh die.

I Choked on a Kway Teow.

Hoho! I am hereby explicitly pronounced to be a member (underaged) of the very hyped-up-for-no-reason-gym, California Fitness. Papa realised that if we joined the Civil Service Club gym at Bt Batok i would never go, and would remain slightly flabby for the rest of my life. So what more does a father need to tempt his glamour-loving, shopperholic daughter than to get her a gym membership at a gym right smack in the middle of Orchard Road? So yes, i broke my first sweat in (i think) 5 months, on the walky thingy (the one where you hold on to moving sticks as your feet move the feet part), and after 3 minutes - although i prefer to think of it as more than that - i was dying. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how weak and stamina-less i have become. Now how am i going to fight off bad guys like how i always imagine myself doing? Papa was very very amused. He was going around showing me the ropes as we went along. "Ah see. This one is for your back. Come i show you." So here i am, sipping Australian red wine that is not really red but orange, feeling immensely proud of myself for staying in there for 1 whole hour. Thank you thank you. Clapclapclapclap. After that we realised that Olie needed us to pick her from Hwa Chong after her karate training, and that mother was most distressed since she was alone and it was 1030pm. So Pa and I raced down to Bt Timah, to find a very forlorn Olie in full regalia sitting by herself halfway down the steps, right smack in the middle. We went for dinner at Holland V. and had a lot of fun laughing. And once, Olie made a hiccupping sound halfway through laughing. "I choked on a kway teow." I laughed like mad while Papa looked oblivious. Okay i am obviously a bit woozy since i cant think straight and thus will not finish what i wanted to say. Nighty!

The Doom of Dogbert Poh

My poor Dogbert Poh. He has earmite liquid dripped into his ears every other day, and he hates it. I think it clogs up his ears and sloshes around in his ear canal so he keeps shaking his head, making his ears smack his face, and spraying earwax in all possible directions. So gross. Thats why i wear a shower cap whenever i de-earmite him. We wouldnt want earmites in the hair, now would we?

Singapore is unbelievably, delightfully sticky. It's like being covered in dried orange juice, and it feels like i'm breathing water. I like i like.

Happy Birthday Beany!!!

i love you exceedingly. You're the best sworn sister anyone could have, and i am truly blessed to have you in my life.
SMUCKS.