Frisson

I learn a new word: Frisson.

I picked it up from comics (9 Chickweed Lane, June 9, 08). The usual source that increases my vocabulary. Since when do people learn new words the good old fashion way.. from books.
Anyway, going through facebook gives me the occasional frisson, especially when I stumble upon photos of people I know.. or those whom I thought I knew...

And when I look at the profiles of those that I use to date. It is just plain odd. I go: What? He was never like that when he was with me. Is it me? Am I so you-can't-be-your-real-self-limiting?

Anyway, it is just odd and freaky. And I'm glad, cognitive-dissonance-glad, that I am not dating them now.

Hmph!

Quiz

I'm doing this to distract myself from the realities of school work. This is oh-so-secondary school, the time when everyone uses hotmail.com.

A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs & replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.

B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz & those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by & cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.

Tagged by: WH

If your lover betrayed you, what would your reaction be?
The usual melodramatic scream, sob, slam-the-door thing… Then sue for money.

If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?
To have lots of money… Then I’ll buy the rights of Purin from Sanrio, learn French, buy more clothes, get a chauffeur… the list goes on…

What will your dream wedding be like?
Something that makes people go aww… Oh, and lovely dresses, shoes, flowers and a marvelous photographer.

Are you confused of what lies ahead of you?
Yes. Very.

What's your ideal lover like?
Attractive, nice, intelligent, rich.. The same qualities I stated when I was 14.

Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
Loved.

How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?
Patience is not my forte.

If the person you secretly liked is already attached, what would you do?
Whine about it with friends.

Is being tagged fun?
-_-

How do you see yourself in ten years time?
Enjoying life.

What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
Nice (overall). Obliging. PBF.

Would you rather to be single and rich or married but poor?
Married and poor? Married to who… and how poor is poor? Single and lonely?

What's the first thing you do every morning?
Find Purin.

If you fall in love with two person simultaneously, who would you pick?
The one who loves me. The one with superior genes.

If given the chance to turn back time, will you?
Yes, just to be young once again. And to take better care of my teeth… I hate my fillings… Considering I only have ONE SET OF teeth. (I’m still using my baby teeth. Urgh.)

What is the last thing you would do before you die?
Breathe. Tell the secrets of heaven to the people sobbing around me... Or confuse them with mambo jumbo... Hehe.

8 people to be tagged:
I don't know 8 people who read this blog and also have a blog. So if you are one of the rare people who reads this blog, do this quiz... and leave me your blog address or something so I can read your quiz.

Space Careers

CNN Careers in Space

Mine: Your tact and love of new cultures would make you the perfect diplomat as humans reach for the stars. Bring on the little green man!

OF's: (guy is so gross-looking... *pukes*)

My Day Out - Peters' Drive In

Hello, I'm Purin and I'm blogging for the day. I would like to share my lovely outing with you!

For the curious, I am a little golden retriever puppy who is highly loved by his owner! I sound like Elmo, only cuter and with a slight Japanese accent. (After all, I was made by Sanrio, the firm that made Hello Kitty.)

I like travelling and I have been around the world. Currently I am based in New York City where I spend my days fluffing my fluff for hugs (and photo shoots).

Some time ago, I flew to Calgary and had the fine opportunity to dine at Peters' Drive In. What a lovely, lovely lard filled place! My favourite!

Here I am! I'm so excited!

Driving to the drive-in to make my order! *Heart beat increased*
Waiting for my food. Yummy! *Stomach growls*

Finally! Food! (As you can see, I sit in a ziplock bag as I really don't want to dirty my rear on the ecky rental car seat. I know I'm anal, but I've got to do what it takes to maintain my fluff. You will only understand if you are as fluffy as me!)

Smell the food!!

Milkshakes! One oreo and chocolate, the other is grape and root beer. Ooo... the possibilities!

SHAKES: ANY COMBINATION OF: BANANA, BLACKBERRY, BLUEBERRY, BUBBLE GUM, BUTTERSCOTCH, CHERRY, CHOCOLATE, CHOCO-SPICE, COCONUT, CRANBERRY, CRÈME DE MENTHE, CRUSHED MAPLE WALNUT, GRAPE, LEMON, LICORICE, LIME, MANGO, MAPLE, MARSHMALLOW, ORANGE, OREO, PEACH, PINA COLADA, PINEAPPLE, RASPBERRY, ROOT BEER, RUM & BUTTER, STRAWBERRY, VANILLA, WATERMELON
Haha... All the pesky seagulls waiting outside the car didn't get any! All mine! All mine!!

My paws are tired. Off to my nap.

Spoilt

Frog Song

Gako the Frog(Japanese Folk Song)

かえるのよまわれ
ka e ru no yo ma wa re

がこがこげこぴおんぴおん
gako gako geko pion pion

はぱぅてはぱぅて
hapalute hapalute

がこげこぴおん
gako geko pion

がこぴおんげこぴおん
gako pion geko pion

がこげこぴおん
gako geko pion

がこがこが、ぴおんぴおんぴおん
gako gako ga, pion pion pion

げこげこげ、ぴおんぴおんぴおん
geko geko ge, pion pion pion

がこぴおんげこぴおん
gako pion geko pion

がこげこぴおん
gako geko pion

Green Frog
Em em, went a little green frog one day
Em em, went a little green frog
Em em, went a little green frog one day
And the green frog went em em

But we know frogs go
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la,
But we know frogs go
Tra la la la la,
Frogs don't go em em

The little frogs
The little frogs, the little frogs
They are a happy crowd
They have no tears, they have no fears
They shout out very loud
*Kuwa kwa kwa, Kuwa kwa kwa
Ku wa ku wa ku wa*
Repeat *

Youth

I never had any idea that at 22, I would be in NYC. I spent a large part of my week in Calgary on a free trip. Anything free is good, even though I did end up with nose bleed, sore throat and some odd stomach illness. Darn the dry air and maybe the sushi.

I was humming this tune on a road trip to the mountains. I couldn't remember the words but after intensive googling, here they are.

I feel old at 22. I remembered singing this when I was in Primary 6 and feeling old then. I'll probably sing it at 40 and tsk tsk myself for feeling old at 22.

Age hasn't brought me wisdom or new insights... just greater responsibilities, fears and weariness.


年少时候谁没有梦

年少时候谁没有梦
无意之中你将心愿透露
就在你生日的时候我将小小口琴送
最难忘记你的笑容

友情的细水慢慢流流进了你我的心中
曾在球场边为你欢呼你跌伤我背负
夜里流星飞渡想象着他日的路途
晚风听着我们壮志无数

年少时候谁没有愁
满腔愤慨唯有你能听得懂
每当我失意的时候你将那首歌吹奏
琴声悠悠解我情愁

岁月的细水慢慢流流到了别离的时候
轻拍你的肩听我说朋友不要太惆怅
霓虹纵然再嚣张我们的步履有方向
成败不论切莫将昔日遗忘

多年以后又再相逢
我们都有了疲倦的笑容
问一声我的朋友何时再为我吹奏
是否依旧，是否依旧

Overestimating

People, especially men, think too highly of themselves.

It's funny at times.

Best Advice

At the 65:30 minute:

All young ladies should hear this, Syl said: It took me a long time but I finally figured this out. When it comes to men who are romantically interested in you, it is really simple. Just ignore everything they say and only pay attention to what they do.

Oh, and it is a great video on Really Achieving Your Childhood Dreams.

Masquerade

I think I am an extrovert masquerading as an introvert.

Uncontrollable Impulses

My life is typically controlled by my impulses.

Boredom and laziness the key driving factors in my life. They motivate me to do or not do things.

Strip Club 101

I was high on wine. Bored with life. So I went to a strip club.

It is amazing that I took so long before I stumbled upon someone who was willing to bring me to a strip club. I shall remember all you evil people who went without me!! Apparently everyone has been to a strip club except me. *bleah*

It is not as freaky as I thought it would be. Pretty entertaining. Not as pricey as I thought it would be ($10). The ones in Toronto had FREE entrance though.

But the drinks are pricey ($10 for water??).

But $20ish for a few hours of entertainment.. it's not that bad. The girls are pretty. Some are fat. The plus size dancers are usually A LOT more aggressive. There are female customers, but mainly males. The guys look hilarious and desperate. Haha, I counted the number times they went for the lap dances... Hilarious.

Lap dances: $15 - $20
Tipping strippers (stick $ into their undies): $1

They earn pathetically little.

Oh, and the girl who wanted to do a dance for me smelt particularly good. Darn, why don't I smell like that.

Death and Living

In my previous delirious state not too long ago, I was crafting articulate blog entries (in my mind) that were worthy of great publication (or so I thought). Anyway, I soon snapped out of it and now I have problems scratching out sentences... Which is a far more common state for me to be in. =(

Anyway, I was delirious, and probably still is, with stomach flu. Or the more confusing term: Viral gastroenteritis.

Whatever it is, it made me puke, contemplate dying, write my will (to allocate my earthly belongings), denounce my love of capitalism and Kate Spade Bags (not happening!!! KS is having 20% sale from April 3rd to 6th! Should I buy?? Should I?).

Anyway, I gained some form of compassion for the Iraqis. All thanks to the nightmares during this delirious state (more on this later). I sort of decided on the unfortunate ones who would gain custody of my Sirotans, Purins and what-nots upon my death. Their fluffiness would be morbid upon my departure, yet the receivers would be (hopefully) too guilt ridden to get rid of my eternal stuffed presence. *pure evil*

According to the oh-so-high-tech-and-transparent weighing scale, yesterday I lost 1 kg but gained 2% fat. Today, I lost 1.5 kg and gained 1% fat (from my normal kg and fat %). Whatever.

But stomach flu is a great weight lost thing if you can stand the puking and the crapping.

It's a freaking North American thing. Singapore has its Dengue Fever, North America has Stomach Flu.

Okay, brief overview of how I think I contracted this deadly-suicidal-thoughts-inducing-disease:
- watched Betrayed, the play based on the report. This probably triggered my dreams filled with Iraqi administrative worries.
- ate
- went to someone's place
- ate some pieces of broken up Easter chocolate that was probably tainted with stomach flu (the someone had a brother-in-law with stomach flu)

Argh. I so shouldn't eat random stuff. Especially after I noticed that my brother promptly dumped all the chocolate pieces that he flipped onto the floor back into the bowl. Who knew what had been done to the chocolate prior to my greedy arrival?

I'm surprised I'm not dead after 2.5 days of near starvation. I gained a new appreciation for water. I learnt I hate fish flavoured maggi porridge. Life is all about gaining new knowledge.

No Life

Ouch! To the washer!
The bed got too crowded.
Hello..!

Wrinkly!
Purin squished.
Sirotan falling off the bed.
Purin and webcam.

Free Tibet - NYC 42nd St

As you all know, the Tibet-China situation is brewing and protests are being staged all around the world. In general, Singapore frowns upon civil demonstrations... But I'm in NYC and I stay right across the Chinese Consulate...

14 March 08
This was taken from the UN Secretariat. NYPD swamped the streets after some protesters tried to get into the UN. The crowd grew with time. Their signs were tiny (from my view), but at least I could read them (unlike the instance when the pro-life group was protesting). The highlight of my UN experience! Staff members seemed indifferent to the commotion. They see it too often.


The crowd grew...

16 March 08
This took place outside my apartment, right across the Chinese Consulate.

The view from my bedroom. There were lots and lots of police cars. They looked like toy cars. I would be so happy if I were a five-year-old boy.
Policemen, all in a row. I wonder what they were thinking.
Policeman 1: When will they be done protesting... I want to spend my Sundays at home watching television... (Maybe??)
Policeman 2: I need coffee. (Some policeman asked me where he could get coffee. Hehe!)

Another policeman reassured me that the protesters were non-violent. Did I look like I was afraid that they would hit/kidnap me?? They (the protesters) even offered me gum.
Horses behind the roll of policemen. Why were the horses at the back? Horses at the back + policemen on foot in front = Perception of higher security?

I heard that the presence of the large police force was due to the fact that someone spray-painted "Free Tibet" on the Chinese Consulate (yesterday?). Darn! I couldn't believe I missed that!

The row of horses.

Lots of horses = Lots of horse poo

Someone cleaning the horse poo!!! Glad he didn't notice that I was taking this picture of him sweeping poo!!

Information (if you were one of the protestors): The human bathroom is at the back of my building, it is the potable toilet meant for the construction people in the next building... I think the horses need some potable toilet stuck to their butts, some form of horse diapers.
My apartment. Notice the two security guys / policemen watching from the balcony.

And in the air: Two helicopters. Maybe they were news helicopters.

Why weren't the protestors hoarse after hours of shouting? Didn't notice them drinking water too...

Smoke and People

I detest second hand smoke. Especially when you get it indoors. Where can you run?

My clothes, hair, hands smell like cigarettes. My throat tastes like cigarettes (even after 12 hours). I probably have shortened my life by 2 days.

I hang out at the weirdest places. Some one was trying to hook me up with some rich 24year old relative of some important people. Interesting.

Anyway, three categories of people in professional / higher status jobs
- Politicians
- Corporate / Business People
- Academics

The classification goes in increasing level of intelligence. (typically)

Politicians pursue power, business people go for money and academics seek knowledge.

What do I want?

Art Attack 4 - Skype Madness

Another sequel to Art Attack!

As usual, it starts off rather innocently...
My work:

His work:
The rabbit....

His work:

Bat-like rabbit...

Different mouth...

My work:

His work:

Mine:

Haha!

His:

Mine:

His:

Yes, we need to get a life.