Poor Me

If you see me begging along the streets of Orchard Rd, don't be surprised. I'm officially bankrupt. So share the Christmas spirit and go on, donate money to my bank account. Cash accidentally slipped into my wallet is appreciated as well.

So here I am, with too much time, too little money, sharing a few tips on how to get on with life without a penny.

1. Stay at home (you can't be tempted to buy things outside the house)
2. Surf the Net (if the bills are not paid by you)
3. Sing
4. Play guitar
5. Sort out your photo albums
6. Do your secondary school maths sums that weren't completed (prevents your brain from rusting)
7. Knit or crochet (get the threads from Mum's room, so that you don't need to buy)
8. Watch TV / DVDs.
9. Sleep
10. Chat on the phone (find a good chatter)
11. Clean up your room (or the whole house if you have the time)
12. Decorate the walls
13. Learn to cook
14. Eat at home
15. When Outside - Avoid cabs and take buses (get Daddy to top up your ez link)
16. Take a walk nearby. (avoid dingy streets. when you meet a robber, come clean and tell them you have no money)
17. Play basketball at the neighbourhood courts. (terrorise the kids to treating you a drink if you're bigger-sized.)
18. Read - Borrow books from the library (return on time else you'll be fined)
19. Pick up waste materials around the house and make something out of it.
20. Listen to music and stone in your room. (if your mind's really active, you can afford to entertain a few thoughts.)

I hope the few pointers above are useful. Now that you have saved some money, my acc. number is 1234-56789-10-11-12. Regards.

Back with a Vengeance

This blog will get as dusty as my room if I ever fall sick again. But that will be in a million years.. cos my body's tough as steel (from my self-built antibodies). Come SARS may.. I'll survive you.

Strong I may be, however, I'm flawed. I have one greatest fear of the moment. And this judgement day is approaching nearer and nearer. No, it's not exams. Not even death. It's ....the B.E.E.P test. Yes. I dread it so much, I wish I'm dead. But I have to face the music, pull up my socks and.... run. I have to be strong and run till my lungs forbid, till I drop dead upon the 12th point zero stage and till I lay in the ambulance. Yes.. for money or fame. (Both actually)

But, seriously, I'll never manage to crawl till that stage, even if I insisted on crawling on. Not because of the people that will drag me out... But cos I know I'm not physically cut to run at that intensity.

There are no shortcuts. But at the back of my mind, it's difficult to keep wacky ideas like eating steroids from reoccuring. Even the glimpse of hope that I can pysch myself to complete the run is as small as Kate cancelling the entire test.

Since things like eating steroids and waking up the next morning in Pearline's body are impossible, I have to drag my lazy feet to hit the road and push my body limits.

How far can I go? I'll never know. The logic in my mind is in distress, yet the heart pants: "I can, I can." So I'll run till my heart collapse. (maciam hero sia..) Muahahahaha..


hmmmmm...





nahhh... The prospect of waking up in Pearline's body sounds more optimistic. =P

Fly me to the 12th stage right away. Ayyyyyiii..

Recovery

Thanks to my blocked nose, I sounded like I'm having sex when I was doing weights. And thanks to the L word, I'm getting such 'coloured' ideas. I must say it's a really open-minded drama series. (so much that I'm progressing real slowly, trying to take everything in. or rather, it's just that my hearing's so bad, I have to keep rewinding to catch every single word.) I'm beginning to see things around me differently. Singapore's really comparable with L.A eh? So many couples around that I thought I was in the world of the L word for a moment.

'Sexuality is fluid....just go with the flow.'- Shane

Ok, back to 'ME' (though you might hate it)... I do feel better already. With the help of Panandol, Strepsils (yes, it does work), Pi2 Pa2 Gao1, some love from the people around me. And of course, just the look of Shane is enough to make me recover. Muahahah. I'll be back on court and ready to play on Friday. Just you watch. strepsil (period). starts singing.. 'I feel pretty, oh so pretty...'

Old friends are still gold

I have the sweetest friends ever to nurse me back to perfect health, to travel a distance this far for me, to walk with me through these years. Thank you Piglet and Rabbit. You guys are perfect. I could never ask for more. You are the ones who know what I truly want and what I truly need. Love you. This is the best fever I've ever experienced. =)

Saddist or Optimist?

Watching the numbers rise and pass the previous measurements, I'm pleased to know that I'm sick. It's been so long since I last ran a fever. Say.. 3-4years or even more. (My wish was not to fall sick though. Who in the right mind will wish that?) Er.. I'm not in the right mind to feel pleased either. But hey, excuse me, I AM running a fever, part of my brain is already burnt. Don't worry, I don't blame the fried/heaty food I ate yesterday. Grace Sim never rejects delicious food... even if she's not in the right (and left) mind. Anyways, it is time for me to know how it feels to be sick again, I almost forgot.. (That everyone do fall sick..) Time to build and strengthen my antibodies. I'm not in agony. It gives me joy to know that within my body there's a battle going on and my immune system will emerge victorious.. Ready to prepare for another war.. Can't help feeling this way when there are new diseases coming out all the time. Even the old viruses/bacterias are attacking the human race again. But I do hope that I can have my peaceful sleep during this ongoing battle. And yea~ the figures on the rise again. Current record's 38.7 degree celsius... My brain's roasted. (But who cares, honestly, as long as I'm happy.)

Anyone who wishes to get a fever to fake an MC or skip a training or whatsoever, can share my drink, no commision charged.

Happy~

Ms. Topsy Turvy would like to thank everyone who made my day! Happy to be busy and loaded with extra weights for once. No, I didn't go for breast enhancement op. (though I don't mean tt for the extra wts.) Instead, I found a new way to flatter my assets with a change of dressing. =)

And those dinner + supper treats were delicious!~ My stomach was for the first time put to the challenge. Alas, I failed myself. Being unable to eat more free meals is such a waste. Anyhowma, I still enjoyed the food, cake, ice cream and yes, mudpie. Siti, you're so jealous, I can feel it. It's ok. Fasting month will be over soon.

To sum it up, thank you everything and everyone I've seen today, (yes, even the guys I got to oggle at in the mrt, the delicious looking food, the neverending messages, and of course the people who dated me or the ones I dated..[talk abt multiple dates. muahahahah.]) because I feel happy. Real happy. Thank ke you You!

Thank you Serene for the song.. =)

I Feel Pretty
by West Side Story (Anger Management OST)

MARIA
I feel pretty,
Oh, so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and bright!
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me tonight.

I feel charming,
Oh, so charming
It's alarming how charming I feel!
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I'm real.

See the pretty girl in that mirror there:
Who can that attractive girl be?
Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty dress,
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!

I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running and dancing for joy,
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!

GIRLS
Have you met my good friend Maria,
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her the minute you see her,
She's the one who is in an advanced state of shock.

She thinks she's in love.
She thinks she's in Spain.
She isn't in love,
She's merely insane.

It must be the heat
Or some rare disease,
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas.

Keep away from her,
Send for Chino!
This is not the
Maria we know!

Modest and pure,
Polite and refined,
Well-bred and mature
And out of her mind!

MARIA
I feel pretty,
Oh, so pretty
That the city should give me its key.
A committee
Should be organized to honor me.

GIRLS
La la la la . . .

MARIA
I feel dizzy,
I feel sunny,
I feel fizzy and funny and fine,
And so pretty,
Miss America can just resign!

GIRLS
La la la la . . .

MARIA
See the pretty girl in that mirror there:

GIRLS
What mirror where?

MARIA
Who can that attractive girl be?

GIRLS
Which? What? Where? Whom?

MARIA
Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty dress,
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!

GIRLS
Such a pretty me!

ALL
I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running and dancing for joy,
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!

Simple Therapy to Happiness

Think twice before throwing away those leftovers. You could help fill stomachs of the poor strays.

I'm not the sort of kind soul who drops food for the strays often, but I simply had this urge to do something good today. I'd been in a foul mood.

It's amazing how a simple act, like feeding strays, can warm my heart and make me so genuinely happy, it's almost magical. Just looking at the cats munch on the leftovers, (Pls don't take it sadistically. The food is clean. I swear.) I felt like one of those animal rescue officer on the Animal Planet, saving those underfed and abused strays.

People walking past must have thought I'm crazy when they caught me smiling to myself. I was filled with glee watching the cats roll over in satisfaction and licking their paws clean. I wish I could have a pet of my own and shower it with love everytime I see it. This way, I could be happy every single day. (But the lioness in the family forbids..sigh~z.)



I seldom feed strays because I don't encourage them to breed and reproduce. Fortunately, the ones I fed were sterilized (marked by their clipped ear - for cats), so I don't feel guilty. I've been watching the Animal Planet and learning more about their amazing capabilities. Now I understand why people like cats. Their solitude nature and independence has just gotten me mesmerized. Don't get me wrong, I still love dogs. It's just that I never expected the cat to climb up my scale this fast. Probably it's due to the fact that I had been blinded by the myths about them. (Yes, yes.. Praise to the Animal Planet. Hail Animal Planet.. - SCV better pay me for advertising.)

But seriously, if you are feeling down and need something to perk yourself up, feed the strays (cats or dogs - sterilized please). It's good karma for one. And you'd be surprised how good you'll feel having made a furry friend happy (without feeling compromised). Animals are the sweetest things on earth. =)


*Don't buy animal skin products. Remember, when the buying stops, the killing can too. (yes yes, Animal Planet channel... Show me the money~)