Beneath all the clutter ...
Monday, June 26, 2006
I figured today was a good time to do some spring cleaning in my room, mainly to clear up the clutter. And ta daa! I have a new photo frame sitting on my dressing table. No guessing who’s in the picture. (:
I found some old photos from my school days and some group shots with my bunch of pals I met in Shanghai. Photos are so memory triggering – they are like ‘reminders of yesterday’; never fail to give me a reason to recollect about the past with vividness.
Between candid shots and model-equivalent poses – I prefer the latter. But spontaneity always tells the better side of a story. And so it might be a good idea to opt for experimental candid photography for the wedding instead of the usual studio packaged shots. You hire a professional wedding photographer (or a news photojournalist for the budget-minded) to follow you around on your wedding and snap shots of you and your guests. Later you get to choose the nice shots and compile them into the wedding album. You even get to keep the other excess photos with no extra charges. Add in some other fancy bits, maybe compile the photos into a CD as gifts. Printing the photos onto the kitchen tiles, perhaps? I’ll figure out other novelty ways to make it even more interesting! Well yes, this was an unintentional diversion that popped into my head, really.
I need to clean my wardrobe next… maybe I’ll find marnia. (:
I found some old photos from my school days and some group shots with my bunch of pals I met in Shanghai. Photos are so memory triggering – they are like ‘reminders of yesterday’; never fail to give me a reason to recollect about the past with vividness.
Between candid shots and model-equivalent poses – I prefer the latter. But spontaneity always tells the better side of a story. And so it might be a good idea to opt for experimental candid photography for the wedding instead of the usual studio packaged shots. You hire a professional wedding photographer (or a news photojournalist for the budget-minded) to follow you around on your wedding and snap shots of you and your guests. Later you get to choose the nice shots and compile them into the wedding album. You even get to keep the other excess photos with no extra charges. Add in some other fancy bits, maybe compile the photos into a CD as gifts. Printing the photos onto the kitchen tiles, perhaps? I’ll figure out other novelty ways to make it even more interesting! Well yes, this was an unintentional diversion that popped into my head, really.
I need to clean my wardrobe next… maybe I’ll find marnia. (:
5:20 PM
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20.06.2006
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Today is two years and two months away from 20.08.2008. heehee ...
11:03 PM
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Dear Boon,
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Today I left the office at 7.08pm. The sky was lit up in orange and blue hues. The evening downpour was reduced to a mere drizzle. I struggled with my umbrella. As I walked towards my car, a car alarm was bleeping loudly in the near distance. I cupped my right hand to my ear while gingerly skipping over the puddles of water. What does it matter anyway… water has seeped into my well-worn shoes. As I passed the huge tree at the road’s bend, heavier droplets of rain drummed onto my umbrella. Running across the street, I reached the rusty barbwire gate of the house. I padded through the house as quietly as I could. The padlock … sigh my boss should change it, really. Cursing and fiddling at it, I finally managed to work the lock.
I stepped out of the house and walked onto the street lined with houses on both sides. The light breeze funnelled into my direction. For a moment, I felt at peace. It does feel good after a long day at work. I love the rain. Sometimes you would drive over from work and patiently wait for me at my office and ferry me to my car. Today’s rain reminded me of that. I turned the corner, the drizzle picked up speed, the faint rumble of a motorcycle was a few meters behind me. I quickened my step, slightly stiffened in case it was a mugger. The rumble passed me. It was only a pizza delivery guy. The street became significantly silent then. I was the only person walking the street. The amber street lights lit the remainder of my path. There was Greenie. I must remember to get new batteries for my car beeper. The driver’s seat was slightly damp.
Really, I need to change the rubber skirting too.
On the road home, my mind was filled with thoughts that I want to say to you later tonight. I thought of writing you a letter after dinner. I couldn’t wait. I was a good driver today. I didn’t run the red light as I sometimes do. I didn’t want Greenie to skid into oblivion on the slippery road. There are still a number of things I would still want to do in my life. I still want to savour my favourite steamed pork strips with pickled vegetables dish mom occasionally makes. I still want to see you.
On the road home, my mind was filled with thoughts that I want to say to you later tonight. I thought of writing you a letter after dinner. I couldn’t wait. I was a good driver today. I didn’t run the red light as I sometimes do. I didn’t want Greenie to skid into oblivion on the slippery road. There are still a number of things I would still want to do in my life. I still want to savour my favourite steamed pork strips with pickled vegetables dish mom occasionally makes. I still want to see you.
The sky was getting darker. Heavy clouds were still looming overhead. I drove on and reached home. I manoeuvred Greenie between the yellow Ford Ranger and black Vios and yes, I had successfully side parked once again! It was 7.35pm. And it was supposedly a five-minute car ride.
Mom coincidentally cooked your favourite dish tonight. Plum sauce pork with whole boiled eggs. When are you coming home again?
Love,
Shirley
Love,
Shirley
10:38 PM
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kobe beef gasp!
Monday, June 05, 2006
Taiwanese hospitality can be quite amazing... and generous. Check out this menu The Sunlit
Imagine a dinner at a VIP room in this restaurant for 7 people costing NT$20,000 approx. RM1,600 price tag. Serves seafood chowder, steamed asparagus, salad, (some sort of raw) fish with semi-raw squid, prawns, sauteed goose liver, sauteed kobe beef, fried rice and for dessert coffee and cake.
Quote Boon 'the food spread is "artistic" as if being "painted" by the personal chef') Boon can't exactly remember the names of the food, I guess he was just happily savouring everything, that lucky guy. If anything I should be the one in his place. I'm the one desperately in need of those extra pounds! Boon, you're on a strict diet when you come back!!
Imagine a dinner at a VIP room in this restaurant for 7 people costing NT$20,000 approx. RM1,600 price tag. Serves seafood chowder, steamed asparagus, salad, (some sort of raw) fish with semi-raw squid, prawns, sauteed goose liver, sauteed kobe beef, fried rice and for dessert coffee and cake.
Quote Boon 'the food spread is "artistic" as if being "painted" by the personal chef') Boon can't exactly remember the names of the food, I guess he was just happily savouring everything, that lucky guy. If anything I should be the one in his place. I'm the one desperately in need of those extra pounds! Boon, you're on a strict diet when you come back!!
9:50 PM
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something simple...
Saturday, June 03, 2006
First and foremost... welcome back Singaporean gal to the world of blogging! Hah! now I get to read about all the gossips from your part of the world hehe...
Well, and as for me I didn't procrastinate, just that I'm busy as usual and didn't have the energy to blog about the mysteries of life. As at now, I'm talking long-distance to Boon who's in Taiwan. The wonders of Y! voice messenger. My loyalty to Yahoo wasn't in vain. 10 days apart, tough. Take care, da.
Well, and as for me I didn't procrastinate, just that I'm busy as usual and didn't have the energy to blog about the mysteries of life. As at now, I'm talking long-distance to Boon who's in Taiwan. The wonders of Y! voice messenger. My loyalty to Yahoo wasn't in vain. 10 days apart, tough. Take care, da.
11:14 PM
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