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Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Those Were The Rainy Days

Some of my favourite rainy memories raining on me these raining cats and dogs days.

I was in P6. My classroom was situated on the 4th level beside a big patch of green grassy field and I was seated beside the window. There was a day the winds carried the sweet smell of grass mingled with the strange smell of a breaking thunderstorm... I remembered loving the smell of the beckoning rain thereafter. It's a pity I lost that sensitivity.

We walked the causeway in the rain - the whole lot of girls, laughing and making a spectacle of ourselves in school uniforms in full view of the lorry drivers stuck in the causeway jam. A girlfriend coiled a thin wisp of her wet short fringe like a comma on her forehead and shouted "SUPERMAN!!" We were thoroughly drenched and the outline of our bras shown through the thin polka dotted uniforms. Did we care about the wolf whistles from the bored lorry drivers? Banded girl power took care of that. You say the rain dampens mood? Not that day. *Sigh~~ I miss everybody*

Both of us were doing our guesswork. We were not very sure yet quite sure. There was a scary thunderstorm somewhere west-end of Singapore. I "uh-oh" him about sleeping alone in the room with rolling thunders overhead. He acted macho and offered his assuring companionship under my duvet. I acted coy and asked him to queue up. Of course there was no queue. I felt more assured there would be a beginning.

What's with the rainy days... that paints a mildly melancholic picture and triggers nolstagia in one as you listen to the soft drone of the pattering rain?

Notwithstanding the mental auditing of the past one year's events - unfolding before you as the full force of the year end festivities reel by. And you feel like an outsider, a non-participator.

What happened? What's going to happen? I truly feel a teeny weeny lost now.

Friday, December 15, 2006

I Am Forever 18

It's true!

Went to MoS last night for a round of drinks with Mr. Gecko and bros... I was stopped by the girl at the tic counter who asked for my I/C.

Get this. Disbelief was registered on her facial expression when she glanced at my birthdate.

TA-DAH!! TA-DAH!! TA-DAH!!

Never a better form of flattery than this huh? *humming happily to myself*

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

You're Lucky Your Fart Is Not Loud!

A good friend of mine, Mr. X, told me an incident that had me laughing in stitches last night.

Told me he let out a huge, silent and smelly fart while sitting beside his female boss in office yesterday and denied the crime quite innocently *nonchalantly more like it* when the boss demanded if he was the culprit. She believed him.

Now, this female boss was getting really irritated. She asked loudly and acidly who farted, why the person had no decency to pass farts outside the office and proceeded to spray the air freshener vehemently.

I don't really blame her. The funny part is she had been smelling such hugeass farts for some time to come and nobody owes up. And you guess it, those were all my good friend, Mr. X's farts she had been smelling this past half year.

Now Mr. X really had no idea why he seemed to be generating silent killers for her these days. I told him never ever to let out a loud fart while with her.

Or he's never going to escape being the office's farthole.

Friday, December 01, 2006

You Monkey Face!

Just gotten myself a haircut with a hairstyle I had thrown off to the winds since I reached the cusp of teenage-hood. Snipped off my long fringe and am now wearing bangs just below the eyebrow; straight across with the entire back hair length cut all the way up to the ear level.

Never thought I'd have the guts to be so adventurous with something as serious as my image - I told my hairstylist: "I don't want so blunt huh... I still want the soft girly look... don't layer my hair so much huh, I don't want to wake up like a lion"

The end result is satisfactory with kind reviews so far. *snickers*

Took a bit of time getting used to my new look these 2 days, I guess for Mr. Gecko too. He took a picture of me and used it as his mobile phone screen.

I just received one random sms from him today - "When I open up my phone and see your monkey face i smile :)"

Na-beh.