What Can You Do If You Only Have Six Months To Live?

i watched world trade centre today. sad story. tragic and yet heroic story. luckily i got my tissue papers ready beforehand. think i've teared this year's quota already. tears not for a girl, but for 2 heros who made it out from the 9/11 rumble, alive.

and after that, i read this on lifestyle:

What Can You Do If You Only Have Six Months To Live?
1. first thing first, remember you're not dead.
2. recognise that your body is only part of who you really are. you are greater than the sum of your physical parts. so dont be preoccupied with your body or illness.
3. watch reruns of the simpsons.
4. lie in bed and feel sorry for yourself.
5. laugh.
6. however, avoid using humour to put yourself down.
7. eat as much char kway teow as you like.
8. find joy in the mundane.
9. spend a morning in the botanic gardens and watch the trees sway in the wind.
etc, etc, etc...

50. take a clean sheet of paper and write down another 50 things to do. :)

Haze Is All Around Us from Haze Actually

I feel it in my fingers,
I feel it in my toes,
The haze is all around me,
and so the odour grows

It's written in the wind,
It's everywhere I go,
So if you really love the haze,
Pray hard and make it go

You know I hate the haze
I always will
My mind's made up
The way that I feel
There's no beginning
There'll be no end
Cuz when it comes,
You'll choke to death!!

It's a storm, it's the rain, NO it's the HAZE!

view from my living room. look! where's taka?!?!?! missing!!!

somewhere in there is a small hill named Mount Faber. that's how bad the haze is.

a view of keppel harbour. oh wait, where are the cranes?! where are the ships?! WHERE'S THE SEA?!?! is there no sea anymore?!

so, yesterday was mid autumn festival and like what i've expected, the moon was missing. engulfed by the almighty haze from indonesia. thanks indonesia, thanks to you my house is submerged in this weird smelling fog. my black sofa is NOT black anymore. there's constantly this dirty layer of don't know what on my floor. the floor is so dirty now. now i have to mop the floor once a day. and my nose can't smell any other scent except for the haze. i smell haze day in day out. how wonderful. bet my lungs can almost be comparable to a smoker's lungs. all black with whatever small microscopic crap that floats around me now. thank god i was at kai's house last night. thanks kai! u just saved me from shortening my lifespan for like 5 years. PSI of 130 as of today morning! wth. imagine driving in those kind of conditions. imagine going up benjamin sheares's bridge and you cannot see the car in front of you. yes. bad haze.

maybe you think the haze is bad, but do you actually know HOW bad is it? all of u might live in a private 2/3 storey house and think u cant the house across the street. but i live on the 24th floor and i cannot see the buildings from orchard! i cant even see the sea now. ok. maybe that didnt make sense. but never mind. am so zonked now. 48hrs of work and NO sleep. all thanks to some green tea, DAMN shiok red chilli curry chicken, chips, bailey's, ben&jerrys, game of spades, munchkins, all various versions of snap and oh! how could i forget a hot joyride with someone. ha.

to you all members of lccb! well done! another great gathering!

let's laze in the haze.

ok i really need my N95 mask. NOW.

VP

What a Blast!

roughly a week ago, we were counting down to the holidays...

"1 more day to the hols!!"

"the holidays start NOW!"

then it was monday, all came to my house, created a mess, made so much noise, ate all my food, drank my drinks, emptied my fridge and won my money. how sad. the hours passed, some won money, some lost money. interesting chat topics surfaced: "auntie how did u know ur husband? was it an arranged marriage?" asked one. the rest were stunned. some left early, some left late. some left happy, some left sad, some left with a summon in their pocket. "who is it?" u may ask. "someone who was just damn sway," i would say.

tuesday came and we had dinner at liang seah street. and so coincidentally, we ordered EIGHT bowls of beef noodles. after that, the love "guru" was predicting everyone's love life. some turned out to be kinda true, others were nonsensical. "DESSERTS DESSERTS DESSERTS!" the girls demanded. and off we went to the next shop selling all time traditional chinese desserts.

wednesday was an all girls outing. guess where they went?? for a manicure and pedicure. FOR FREE.

the most anticipated friday came! popiah party! food, food, and more FOOD!!! serene's house was a mess. all thanks to us (retribution i think). all went well until no one wanted to play mahjong at the money table. ha. NO ONE. all were scared from what happened on monday. we had a nice steamboat dinner and had lots of fun interrogating someone. more juicy news please!

well done lccb. we did it again! we've jia-ed our hearts out. more jia-ing sessions to come!

~number 2