***
Bad hair day is an understatement.

Growing your hair long is a very slow and painful process.

I knew it. I did it.

Been growing my hair since the day i've been with R4. This is due to the fact that he like girls with LOOOOONNNGGG hair (as evidenced by his Exes pics). Got to put up with half fark hair, hair turning omega style, tying up your hair when it reaches the collar etc etc...

Not to mention that people commented that i look like a frumpy auntie and i actually looked old. One of my medics actually mistook a pic of me having short hair that i took 2 yrs ago that it was taken when i was like 18! I mean come on! Did i aged that much just because i have long hair?

To cut a long story short.

I was thinking of cutting short hair for sometime liao coz i was so smitten by Yoanna's ( from the America Next Top Model) Mohawk crop.


She look so sassy and chic. But i knew i can't cut that hairstyle coz i have this kuku looking bangs. Always like the China doll look so i decided that if i am going to grow my hair long, do it in a style that i like.

Anyway, what really make me go cut my hair is that one fine day as i was surfing friendster.... i saw R4's ex has the exact same hair style as me! Same china doll bangs, same style! I can't stand it! Not when this Girl is a Lian.

So i made up my mind. To change my hairstyle. Preferably keep the length.

Roped xing in to go cut our hair together. Our plan was to go recee the salons in orchard and go to one that we like and cut.

Fast forward. Found the salon, Ti ta ti ta with the faggort looking hairstylist, thought he knew what i want, sit back and relax and wait for miracle to happen.

Miracle my ASS.

He totally ruin my hair, cut it into a wispy mop and even told me that "i keep the length mah"and "u still can tie."

Sheesh....

Not to mentioned he totally screwed my bangs. Eversince young, i have bad exprience with bangs cutting so i am very paranoid when it come to people cutting my bangs. He cut it when i am not noticing and when i stopped him, he tried to cut it into "pattern" ie slant as if it is like those jap style kinda hair.

AGGHHHHHRRHHH.........

If i have my S.O.G, i would throw it at him right smack into his head/ heart/ any fatal points to warrant him an instant death.

Sigh.

Tried to live with it . But barely a day and i can't stand it. Despite the hair being tied up and all. The bangs is enough to kill. People look at me wierdly and i have this constantly surprised look due to the fact that 1 side of the bangs is higher than the other.

Come to think of it, it is quite funny. Hehehehhehehee.

Today, after welcoming the Team 2 people home. I've decided to i chop my hair off.
Can't stand the wispy auntie look.

So i went to the nearest hairstylist at my place and told the hairstyling auntie(Yes, it is an auntie. Was thinking since my hair is destroyed, what can be worse? Skin?) to please salvage my hair.

I think i felt like Cinderella meeting a fairy Godmother when this auntie after listening to me ranting about my horrible haircut, comforted me and told me not to worry. I took a leap of faith to trust her.... actually what other choice i have?

She tried her best and this is how i look like now.



I am officially a Nerdette.

I MMS to Xing .

Xing: You look so cute! Like small girl!
San-d: Bo bian la, this is the best the auntie can do. Well at least i look like your classmate now.
Xing: Pls la.

Hahahhahahahahahahaha.

Actually, i'm very surprised at how i handle this hair cutting issue. If it is me when i was in poly or something, i would have quarrelled with the faggort, cry and refuse to go out when people ask me too and probably tie or hide my hair in any way possible.

But this time round, i tried to salvage the suituation and i never cry woah. Not even when he screwed up my bangs.

Guess i've learnt to take life easier and so what if my hair is haywired? There are hair extensions nowadays (even Paris Hilton's hair is hair extensioned) and worse come to worse, SKIN it lah!

Whahahahhahahaaha.....

Ok. Acting on a request from Xing to do the 1-2-5 shots of myself, Here goes:
(scroll and see the act cute pics at your own risks. I am not liable if you faint , throw fits, puke , go in spasm or any other medical condition not mentioned here)


This is ONE (1).....


This is TWO (2)



This is FIVE (5)

Whahahahahahahahahahahahaha. Don't throw rotten eggs at me!

Ser and me. Been a while since we last went to take those photo booth thingy. Its cute coz we spend 200+ seconds putting in cutie icons but in the end we accidently click on undo and the pic become the original version. Wahahahhahahah.

***
Today is REALLY a good day for a reality check.

I've been back since sunday and time just whizzed passed me.

Its tuesday already.

Can't sleep. Woke up 0530 to send R4 to work and my system is kick started into normal day working mode. Sigh.

I really don't know why but i really have no idea as to what to do.

Probably it is due to the food poisoning that i got on the day just before i was to come home. Makes me feel sluggish and even if i wanna do something, the discomfort is too much to handle.
I tried to put the discomfort behind me and get on with life... go orchard shopping, go partying but..... on monday morning, i felt like dying. Hahahaha.

But thank God today i felt slightly better. Hopefully i am well enough by afternoon to go out.

People been calling and asking me about my trip. Much as i would like to share with people how i feel but after being bugged by reporters over in Banda Aceh , i am a bit tired of answering the questions.

San-d: So tired of answering phonecalls.
R4: Why? Thought you miss your friends?
San-d: But it is the questioning that kills me.
R4: Hiya. When people ask you how is life in aceh, say it is great! If they ask you if it is tough or not, you say never been better! Then if they ask you if the food is good or not, say you eat buffet la!
San-d: *nearly faintz*
R4: Yah wat, answer like that i am sure that your friend will not wanna ask ya about what is life in aceh anymore. Period.

Wahahahahhahahahahaa.

No matter how much i tried to tell about life in aceh, it will not be the same of expriencing it live.

I am ashamed that i am such a whiner when i am there. But i guess it is just a way of releasing my stress of all that i have seen and felt.

My heart aches for the kid that has lost his parents and had to walk 2 km to visit us for medical treatment.

I felt like hugging the little girl who comes to us daily to dress her 2 lacerations (abt 10 cm each) on her calf. She must be very terrified.

I see the fear in a grown man's eye when i took maggots out of his wounds.

I felt like tearing when the lady who has a big thigh wound smiled and thanked me when she i helped her clean up her wound. ( This is my personal statisfaction as the wound actually healed from a necrotic, sloughy, rotten garlic smelling wound to a granualting, ordorless wound in about 4 days time .)

Children trying to engage me in a conversation even though there was an obvious problem in communication with my limited vocab of bahasa. hahahhahaha ( makes me think of the Giordano ad - world without strangers.)

Giving little children vaccination really brighten up my day. Though they think we are monsters with needles. Hahahahahaahhaa

There is a twinge of saddness whenever we drove from the airbase to the clinic. Roads of devastation, the smell of rotting corpses when we pass the mass burial site ( i will never forget the smell), the refugees camps, the poor TNI soldiers that are ordered to go clear the corpses.

Aceh is really a beautiful place, the natural scenery is one of a kind and though i am a city girl, i am awe struck whenever i see the night skies of aceh as the stars are simply breathtaking. The mountainside refugee camp that we are stationed in the last few days of our mission is a nice and serene place . I even seen children bouncing up and down the branches of a tree! It is so sweet and innocent. They know how to enjoy even the simplest thing in life and do not let this unfortunate incident get it the way. ( which makes me feel like slapping irritating whiny kids that wants to buy this and that when i go shopping in orchard on sunday. Hahahaha)

I had to thank God too that the Team i went aceh with is a bunch of nice people. Everyone is very helpful, nice and cooperative. Though everyone is from different backgrounds and we are mostly stangers (except for some) prior to this mission, some of us ended up being good friends and i have to agree that through hardships friendship formed will be special.

That makes those guys cool in my book anyday.

:op

***
Reporting Live from Aceh.

Today is the 5th day in Banda Aceh.

I am still so stoned. I got updates on the situation and all. I know what is going on. But i am unprepared to stay here for a month as initially they told us it is a 14 day mission.

Everything is so unprepared and R4 told me that he is going for his boat course on 19th Jan in US. I am shocked that i will not be able to see him even if i come back till March and i miss my furkids a lot.

I miss drinking my daily kickapoo, watching MTV, driving my corolla,reading my mags, playing kings of chaos,x box, my laptop, going to watch movies, going to orchard, shopping in LV, prada and reading in kinokuniya, going to wongs, miss drinking barcardi breezers, eating sakae sushi, eating simple things like fishball noodle, missing simple things like showering at home, using my SKII mask.... wahahahahahhaaa
It is at this kinda times of suffering that i miss home and appreciate everything that singapore has to offer.

The people here are really suffering. My heart aches for them and though i am constantly whining to go home, but i will stay here as long as they want me too and help the people here in whatever ways i can. What is the sacrificing of the a few months of R4 and my time when i can help the people that is suffering here.

I felt a sense of satisfaction when the woman i treated that her wound had actually improved in 3 days. Ive seen poor kids badly wounded coming for treatment and that the fact that they are all alone and that their parents are dead. I've seen the mass burial site, i've seen dead people( so corny. like the 6th sense. heheheheheh)This kind of feeling is undescribable.

Will update more as the days goes by.

Miss ya guys back home. Don't worry about me, i know how to take care of myself.

Ser, i know how love sick u are coz i am as love sick as ya. And the fact that you are in Singapore, you are actually so much more better than me..... at least u can do all the above mentioned. Hehehhehehhe. take care ger, 1 mth pass fast. miss ya 2.

Mom, i am fine. Don't worry about me. Take care and i'll update you as often as possible.

R4, i love you.

juz me,
San-d in Banda Aceh.

***
Leaving on a Jet Plane.

Actually i am leaving on a C130.

I will be flying off tomorrow morning as part of the medical team to tend to the victims of the Tsuami attack to Aceh tomorrow.

I am feeling a lot of mixed emotions now. Feel like i have a lot to say or express but so little time.

I am having a throbbing migraine as i am writing this blog due to lack of sleep and the long working hours i guess.

Happy and proud to be choosen to go . Not everyone get to go and a lot of people can't wait to take over me.

Sad to go course i know i will miss my family ,friends and furkids. (and also my chaochao pillow... hahahahahha)

And of course there is certain level of anxiety that i feel as i watched CNA and read the newspaper. Rows and rows of dead bodies, the smell, the grief level there, the possible epidemic that might erupt there.....

But nevertheless, gotta go means gotta go.

To my family and friends who are reading my blog:

Don't worry about me, i know how to take care of myself. I love you and have a wonderful new year. You will always be on my mind.

Especially to my mommy who reads my blog:

I love you and don't worry about me. Be strong, Hugs and kisses. See ya in 2 weeks time. Take care. *muak*

To ser:

Take care girl. Don't miss me too much. (hehehehehe, i know who u miss more) and i will keep a watchout for jp if i get to see him . Don't miss him too much. Be strong, we will be back in 2 weeks time. P/s: help me to keep an eye on R4. Make sure he never abuse the furkids. hehhehehhehe :op


And to R4:

Don't bully the furkids and remember to feed and clear their poo. And no alcohol after the wisdom tooth extraction. Thanks for being there for me these few days. I love you.

*sob sob*

Wah... Like so pessimistic. No lah. I am expressing my innermost feelings and thoughts. I really mean everything i say.

See ya in 2005! Happy New Year!

***
Christmas AAR (after action review).

This is one of the most low key christmas i ever had.

Had a lot of random thoughts running through my head. Don't really know where to start.

*start Random thoughts*

Christmas eve dinner was fun! I cooked japanese curry! 1st attempt and i'm gald it turn out well. All thanks to avia. I was observing how she cook the other day when she was preparing for puipui's birthday party and realised it is not so hard anyway. MummyHelen's chicken cutlets save a great deal of time too! Just pop into the toaster , 15 mins later ...viola! Black peppered chicken cutlet! hehehehhehe.

Ser, jp, xing, teck and jac came over for dinner. It is a small but nice group of friends. And i prepared the food. Felt a sense of accomplishment.

After which, we just exchange presents and chill out playing x box, watching TV and surfing net.

Jianxing came over around 10ish just to chill out and by midnight, after christmas is here, everyone left, either to go home or to carry on round 2 of celebration.

R4 and i pack up the house and then he carry on playing his new game and i carry on playing my king of chaos( a new rpg that i am addicted to) .

Received some great christmas gifts. A big thank you to you guys! *muack*

Ser gave me what i wanted all year long - the lomo action sampler with FLASH! Hehehehhehe Can carry on with my lomographer dream.

Jac gave me a barbie that i once commented that the face is nice. Was surprised and touched that she even remembered it.

Xing baked some cookies for R4, furkids and me. Taste great and the furkids gobbled down their specially requested non chocolate vanilla cookies. She even got me a photoframe which i only discovered after she left. hehhehehe i even thought she left it behind. Wahahhahaha.

Krisy got me a emily coin pouch before she left for Hong Kong. It is so dainty and cute.

My 70s sisters got me a precious moment jewellery box. It is so sweet... too bad i don't have much jewellery though.

As for R4's gift for me, i went back to LV to change it to an organiser instead. I think i will use the organiser more than the pen.

But i think the best gift he gave me this christmas are the time and the moments we shared these few days. I really enjoy shopping with him, having long conversations in the car ( due to the massive jams) and playing and discussing King of chaos with him . I think i am going to miss the" i coming up to your office now" moments as he had already finish his course and will be going back to his unit already.

Sigh.

And though i never tell him this . But i think his new haircut is very nice . It is spunky and it is so outta the world. Not the norm. That's him. That's the R4 that i fall in love with.

He once told me this ( but i doubt he remember it anyway) ," Stay the way you are. Do not conform. that's what make you special."

I will always remember it.

Have a Merry Chirstmas! And 2005 is just round the corner! Woo Woo Woo!!! :p

***
Things ain' t used to be what they are anymore.

There won't be the usual X club christmas eve party this year. Simply coz the X club is non exsistent anymore.

Some are not in town, some are not interested, some MIA, some can't make up their mind ( i fall into this category).

So the christmas eve party will be R4 , me and our furkids. Hahahhahaha

Most prob ser and Jp will join. So see how.

Don't think will be a party. Maybe a nice dinner with people close to us and a chill out session.

Kinda sad that we can't be like how we used to be. But i guess time changes people. We have different interests, different group of friends and different mentality and views now.

But at least what warms my heart is that i can look back at all the fond memories of the chirstmas eve parties we used to have. Hopfully we can rekindle those parties in years to come.

***
TIRED.

Can't believe how tired i feel.

Ever since the 1oth, time whizzed pass. So fast, in warp speed somemore .

In summary, what i've been doing: Work, got bonus(happy :P), meet up with old pals, shopping for pui pui's present, shopping for chirstmas presents, shopping for myself(finally!:p), pay bills, work some more....etc....etc.....


Really pooped.

But there are some days which are nice.....

1. Going on a date with R4 to the stuff technology thingy fashion show. Saw the launch of the Oakley Thump. R4 is happy coz free tequila. Whahahahahaha

2. Shopping with R4 for presents. Think he is the only one who can keep up with my speed of shopping...i.e: Mission objective, reccee, storm, leave if negative. Repeat this process till objective is met. HEhehehheeh

3. Going to philip's housewarming and meeting the X club again. Gald to see them after sooooo long.

4. Going to Goodwood Park High Tea Dim Sum with R4, Ser and xing. Been a while man. *yummy* * Drools*

5. Shopping for puipui's present. Learnt that an aprica pram can cost up to $989!!! Wahhhhhh. My Pram (not P.A.M.) knowledge sure increase. hhahahahahahaa

6. Did a deployment with my team and actually enjoyed it despite being totally clueless about what to do initially. Learnt a lot (work-wise) these few days. Gald to have great team mates.

7. R4 got me a present for christmas that touched my heart. A LV GREEN organiser pen. That's so Me!!! Couldn't think of a better gift that was ever given by him.

Thats all for now... feeling kinda dopey n zzzzzzzzpy......

Now must crack brains what to get for R4 for christmas......*migraine alert!*

***
Don't Understand.

Kevin ask me to join this.

http://www.doubleads.com/home.php?user=rainebowskye

So i set up the account lah.

Suppose to browse some webby and get people to join you to browse webby and hopefully in the end, all of us can earn some $$.

Wahahahahhahaha.

So who ever is reading this and is interested. Click on it!

Happy Clicking!

***
Some people nothing better to do.

Check this out:

http://page.auctions.shopping.yahoo.com/sg/auction/87893601?aucview=0x23

Like that also can?

But i admire the person's creativity and the ability to think out of the box.

I had a good laugh anyway.

Heh heh heh heh heh

:op

***
I Love Anya Hindmarch.

The reason? Check out her bags! :op



Chinese Crested with wind in their faces...



Cheeky Pug.



Sammy the Chihuahua (Ser says looks like her JP hehehehhe).



Partying Boston Terrier.



Afro Poodle.



Great Dane Lazing.....



Adorable Yorkie Pups.



Bouncy Springer Spaniel.



For all Jack Russell lovers.



Poodle joy ride.

These bags are so cute!!! Simply to die for!!! Going Hysterical!!! Wahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Tomorrow going to buy Toto. If i strike i can buy all! Hehheehheheheheh.

Or as a Christmas present? *hint hint R4*

***
Googlism.

Try this http://www.googlism.com/.

Tell me what Googlism says about you. Hehehhehehee

As for me... Here goes: (Warning: Its a longgggg List.)

Googlism for: SANDY

sandy island bridge
sandy is cool
sandy is my darling
sandy is an atheist
sandy is moving home to iowa a tribute to sandy
sandy is a killer
sandy is a deadbeat dad
sandy is a liarsandy is sick
sandy is "your recipe for success"
sandy is a lady
sandy is in the babybedroom
sandy is saved
sandy is a barely legal brown eyed girl
sandy is getting bigger
sandy is uber's impostor
sandy is pink
sandy is home
sandy is a soldier
sandy is a vastly experienced player in the brass band movement
sandy is my darling is an 18th century scottish reel which was popular amongst the last generation of cape breton fiddlers
sandy is a lady universal pictures directed by charles lamont written by charles grayson a burt kelly production released may 22
sandy is a deadbeat dad twice over
sandy is hold raven read about sig
sandy is a freelance writer and editor
sandy is "your recipe for success" what's for sale in md
sandy is a sweetheart
sandy is a vibrant community offering excellent recreation opportunities
sandy is a favorite at all spah gatherings
sandy is a small to medium sized
sandy is interested in the growth of self awareness and the promotion of personal responsibility
sandy is approximately 102
sandy is approximately 740
sandy is the seashore and sandy is the sea sandy is the clear blue sky or so it seems to me yes i see her everywhere
sandy is being fostered in chicago by amanda and peter
sandy is a painter as well as a dedicated environmentalist
sandy is extremely excited to bring this marvelous tool to
sandy is getting bigger and better
sandy is currently the chair of the health physics socitey electronic media committee
sandy is a family community
sandy is a bible study teacher
sandy is available in a polyhedral version with elevator and rudder control or the sandy is also available with ailerons for better control
sandy is one of our two dogs
sandy is the passenger right now
sandy is a user on this system
sandy is a male lifeguard who will assist the heroes when they hit trouble in the water
sandy is a senior secretary in geological oceanography
sandy is a balanced
sandy is hot
sandy is sweeeeet
sandy is proudly associated with waterdog
sandy is a one
sandy is opening a gift from our sister
sandy is well suited to give you a practical overview of the computer world
sandy is a real estate agent that is known in the community of caribou for their dedicated client service
sandy is stubborn in his concept of how the band's ever evolving sound should be presented
sandy is a published author
sandy is the largest of the mt
sandy is supposed to be by far the most hideous
sandy is my
sandy is a past president of the new england political science association and past chair of the political organizations and parties and legislative studies
sandy is going into the studio to record her new demo
sandy is our bearded dragon
sandy is dead
sandy is an ex
sandy is involved in an episode
sandy is often upset about the attention the press gives her
sandy is no longer walking along side her
sandy is available to answer questions as a service to purchasers of her book
sandy is seen sitting on a floral covered settee
sandy is working on writing lc about two new needed subjects headings
sandy is universally characterized by friends
sandy is a council member for the dental faculty at the royal college of surgeons of edinburgh
sandy is proud to present unique
sandy is a female sandhill crane that was found near a homer airstrip
sandy is a true professional
sandy is still #1 on mp3
sandy is smiling
sandy is an active member of the pinnacle society
sandy is widely acclaimed as one of the southeast's premier dance music djs and producers
sandy is a real estate agent that is known in the community of concord for their dedicated client service
sandy is an advocate


So whats yours? :p

***
Pissed.

Sometimes i wonder why are some people so cynical or paranoid.

Saw kate online today. Was actually happy to see her as it been a while since we MSNed.

San-d: Hi Hi! Wats up?
Kate:Hello. Nothing.

Suddenly, i remembered that CJ mentioned to me about Kate MSNing her one night that she is feeling sad. CJ also asked me if Kate is ok, coz before she can reply kate, Kate is offline. CJ even sms her but she never replied.

So out of concern, I asked Kate.

San-d: Huh? But CJ told me you are sad that day.
Kate: (after 1 min) y is everyone so interested in other ppl's downfall?

I couldn't believe my eyes when i saw her reply.

All i did was out of a friend's concern and asked her if she is feeling ok. But she became so defensive and thinks that i am probing in her private life or mocking at her DOWNFALL?? WTF? What downfall? I mean i don't even know what is going on in her life, much less a downfall? All i wanted was to be there for her or to lend her a listening ear if she wants to talk about it. Even if she doesn't wanna tell me, it would be fine with me. But there isn't a need to reply in such a curt manner. Sometimes i wonder is it because that i am happy go lucky and easy going that people can neglect my feelings and take me for granted?

In the end, i couldn't stomach it so i....

San-d: Wah lau, why you say until my concern for you is like i kaypoh like that? Forget what i asked. (pardon the singlish :p)

Then i think it sounds a bit harsh, i added...

San-d: Its ok if you feel uncomfortable telling me, but i ask coz i concern for you, that what friends are for. (pardon the singlish again.)

But after 10 mins when i check the window again, she set her status as BUSY.

Sigh.

Now it is my turn to ask.

"Why do people become so cynical and paranoid of others' good intentions?"

"Don't anyone believe that there are people geniunely concern for them?"

"How do you define Friends?"

Think about it.

***
Singapore(an?) Idol.

Yesterday's grand finals was sooo nice. Both guys were soooo good. Also dunno who to vote for.
Actually, don't even intend to vote for any, till....

*do do do do.....do do do* (hp ringing - jay's ringtone hehehehhee)

Krisy (via hp from bintan): You watching SG idol? I watching ley, here can see.
San-d: Wah! so good ah!
Krisy: I know u sure vote for Sly one, i already told my sis to help me vote $3 worth for taukif. Taufik ...Taufik ....Taufikkkkk!!!
San-d: ......*speechless* er... i neutral lah. Both also good.

After that phone call from krisy, both jing and stanley also sms me to tell me that they support taufik and ask me to vote for him.

In the end, i sent out an sms to all 3.....

San-d(via sms): Since you guys voted (in krisy case- $3 worth, Stan's case-$10, Jing's case-er... i also dunno how much she vote) for that TAU KEE... this had inspired me to vote more than $10 calls for SYLVESTER!!! SLY RAWWWWKS!!!

After which i was bombed by them.... and in the end when the taukee..opps i mean taufik won.... i was bombed lagi many times.....

But actually they dunno ( if they read now they will know) i also never vote more than $10 worth of calls. Actually i think i voted 10 calls the most. hehehehehehhee.

It really doesn't bother me who won. They are both strong in their own ways. And its enjoyable watching them perform.

Was wondering.... why not form a boy group with the both of them... wahhhh... can imagine the fans go crazy. Sly's fan+taufik's fans= MASS ORGY!! hahahahahha

Throw in Leandra.... they can form SG equavilent of Black Eye Peas.

Throw in Maia.... they can form SG equavilent of ABBA!!!! (ok ok i'm just kidding).

***
December already?

Time flies.

Was feeling lazy for the past week so didn't really blog though there are some interesting events that's happening .

But i really must get this down.

Went to the Jay Incomparable Concert 2004 on 27th Nov. Though i was very excited to go but somewhere deep in the corner of my heart still pained for the $129 spent on the tickets. R4 remarked that i am crazy to go when with $129 i can buy many Cds or Dvds of him. But he doesn't get it that it is not the SAME!


Jing, me and xing at the indoor stadium. Ser and Jp went too ( but not in this pic)


The view from my seat.


Lights out! Wooooo... Starry starry litestixs!


Jay's FANatics.


Jay Chou up close and personal. Agghhhh!!! *drools*


Jay doing a fast number. He's really a talented guy. He sings, dances ( not very well but tries his best nontheless).....


Plays the chinese flute......


plays the Piano......


More piano shots.....



He plays the drum too but too bad my camera died on me and i can't get that shot.... *sobs*

In the end, i don't feel so bad about the ticket price and i'm actually gald that i went! It was so fun and i really enjoyed myself . This time round, compared to his previous concerts, he engages the crowd more, delivered his songs well, nice selection of old and new songs, nice visual effects, great crowd....... Wooo! :op


Fans: Jie lun , Jie lun... Encore .... Encore... ENCORE!!!!

Jing ( being a non Jay fan) : I wanna marry him. He is so cute!!!
San-d: I know.... I also want.
Jing: Too bad u already married.
San-d: ........... (plotting ways to divorce R4.... Just kidding :op)

CAN'T WAIT FOR HIM TO COME BACK FOR HIS NEXT CONCERT!!!
(But that will be 2 years later...sigh)

***
When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms....

Got this email from stanley. A very touching story.

On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my?arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.


This was the scene of ten years ago.


The following days were as simple as a cup of pure?water: we had a kid, I went into business and tried to
make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections between us seemed to ebb.


She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.


Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.


Dew came into my life.


It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her.


Dew said, You are the kind of man who best draws girls. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said, Men like you, once successful, will be very
attractive to girls. Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so.


I moved Dew's hands aside and said, You go to select some furniture, O.K.? I 've got something to do in the company. Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised her to go and
see with her. At the moment,the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.


However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt. Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging
before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment.


One day I said to her in a slight joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.


When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while!?talking with her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.


Once again, Dew said to me, Divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together. I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.


When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I've got something to tell you, I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn' t know how to open my mouth.

But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want to divorce. I raised a serious topic calmly.

She didn t seem to be much annoyed by my words instead she asked me softly, why? I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer turned her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! .


At that night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.


With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at?it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.


Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.


A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again. She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month's time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as
normal life as possible.

Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.


She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, Do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?


This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, I remember . You carried me in your arms , she continued, so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce.From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning.


I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage with a romantic form.


I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.


My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out for the first
day, we both appeared clumsy.

Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten
meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, Let us start from today, don't tell our son. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for bus, I drove to office.


On the second day, both of us acted much more easily.She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn' t looked at
this intimate woman carefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.


On the third day, she whispered to me, The outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there.


On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became more vague.


On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger.


I didn't tell Dew about this. I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now. She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, All my dresses have grown fatter. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she hadburied all the bitterness in her heart.


Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.


Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my
arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.


On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. She said, Actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old. I held her tightly and said, Both you and I didn't notice that our life was lack of such intimacy.


I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, Sorry,
Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious.


She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no fever. She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I can only say sorry to you, I won t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn t love each other any more.


Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you.


Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud?slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.


When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favourite. The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting words on the card. I smiled and wrote, I 'll carry you out every morning until we are old.

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Dragonboat.

Participated in the 2004 Singapore Idol..... opps! i meant Singapore River Regatta(heh heh :oP) over the weekend.

Never in my live will i ever think i would do something like this. Was "saboed" into joining... the 11 weekends burned at the yucky murky kallang river....the hey shou hey shou... the blisters on arm, the acheing butt.... all over in a matter of less than 2 mins. In fact, 1 min and 48 secs.

It was fun nontheless. Didn't know i can row a dragonboat. The butterfiles in my stomach while waiting for the race to start. The adrenaline in rowing. It's a short surge of euphoria!

Sat was the heats. Was worried that our dragonboat will not get in as we were 2nd for our heats and there are 3 heats. Luckily we got in.

Sun was the finals. Our team sent in 2 boats and both our boats were in the finals. As we set off to the starting point.... i was so excited that words failed me. And when i hear "paddles up!" , i thought to myself that it is now or never!

"PHHHEEEETTTTTTT!!!!!"


And off we go......


I paddled so hard that i felt nausea just after the halfway mark. And when i hear the drummer go,"Stand by to charge!" I just let it all out! Really all out!.....



Agggrrhhhhh!!!!!! Charge!!!!!


But we lost.



We got 4th out of 5 boats.



The results: our boat A came in at 1 min 45 sec ++, 2 other boats came in 1 min 47 sec++ and our boat B( which is the one i am in ) came in 1 min 48sec....


Sigh.

Were very disappointed. VERY VERY VERY VERY DISAPPOINTED.


But C'est la vie.

Someone gotta lose but i just hate it when we are us.

What a difference 1 second make.

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Results.

Results for the Quiz.....

Rank Name Score
1 JP 100
2 Sloth 90
3 jacqueen 70
4 R4 50
5 ser 50
6 Kevin Yeo 40
7 Kris Yew 40
8 Wee Teck 30
9 DKoh 20


Well, ser said its too tricky and she complained JP misled her as well....

Though JP has the highest score is coz ser did the quiz for him after doing herself....Hahhahahha

Am suprised that sloth got 90%!!! I asked him if in the first place he know what is a papillion or manolo blahniks, he say he don't..... what what he don't, he use his instinct. Hehehhehehehe

As for R4.... he is disappointing.... 50%....Sigh.

Anyway, thanks for all my friends who at least attempted this test.... guess now you know a little bit more about me. :oP

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I made a Quiz for you!

Lets see how well you know about me!

http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=041121091723-400041

Heh heh heh heh heh.
Hiak Hiak Hiak Hiak Hiak *sniggers*

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I don't want to be different. I just want to be me.

Did a personailty test.

Is it really me? *wonders*

F:

Your Beauty lies in contradiction, controversial, unpredictable, and
never what anyone expects.

You appearance and your personality are two
opposite things.

Even your appearance sends different signals to different
people. To some you may look innocent and sweet, to others you look mysterious
and intimidating at the sametime.

No one ever knows what to expect with you.
You are a little bit ofeverything all mixed together. You can be watching
the football game with the guys one minute and the next out shopping at the
mall.

You seem to be almost a different person every time you meet someone, but
at the same time you know exactly who you are and there is always that one
thing that makes you "you".

You enjoy keeping people guessing and people love how
completely unpredictable youare.

Some Things That Represent You:

Element:Fire, Water

Animal: Chameleon

Color:Dark Tones, LightTones

Song: Everything by Alanis Morriesette

Expression:Half-smile

Gemstone:Opal

Mythological Creature: Gryphon,Half-breeds

Sign:Gemini

Planet: Mars

Hair Color: Red

Eye Color:Brown

Quote:"Appearances can be deceiving."

Where Does Your Beauty Lie? ..::Original Pictures Are Back! Detailed Results::..