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pardon my absence as it has been busy weeks so far this june. but even so, i am looking forward to every bit of it. the time has come. an inkling of what is to be a new beginning for me. not many people get such a chance/experience, so instead of feeling like a freak, i shall look upon it as a benediction.

it's quite funny how i'm actually gonna be the ring bearer at my dad's wedding. i've always thought if there were to be both of us present at such a scene, it would be him walking me down the aisle. congrats dad, you beat me to it. and like omg i hope i don't do something stupid like drop the rings or trip and fall flat on my face with so many people watching. in fact, i don't recall ever consenting the request but well i guess you can't be petty when the other man involved is your dad.

i am also moving this weekend so please stop sending your love letters to lengkok mariam, thankyouverymuch :) i'm moving to a less eatern east area called upper east coast road and staying in a condo with some pretentious name. so that's not very hard to decipher go figure. i never understood why residences need to have such extravagant names. the best is when you come across some grande d'ville-ish sounding place and what greets you is a stubby block of shabby apartments.

i don't like loud. i also don't like pretentious.

i think singapore idol sucks. the amount of resources and effort they're wasting on this bunch of clowns is sick. imagine such time, such money, such effort could be put into something so much more useful. okay i must admit a handful (and that's a really tiny hand) are worthy but the majority are just like totally plain, sans-talent, easily forgettable. today was the first time i caught an episode and it was painful to sit through lame falsettos and "sari seems to be the hardest word". cringe-worthy seriously. i think we all try too hard to be something we're not. that's why we singaporeans always kena laughed at. see, i use singlish. i embrace being a singaporean. but i just can't take it when people try to merge a singaporean and amerikkaan thing. it just turns out damn fucking lame all the time.

today i discovered instant miso soup with vegetables. it comes in like this dehydrated crackly cuboid form and all you have to do is throw it into a cup and add boiling water. but of course with me not being able to make out what the japanese words said, initially i just thought it was a biscuit or something. that was one DAMN salty cracker man. and after tasting it and seeing the picture on the front i kinda figured out how it was supposed to be. shit i can't ever live in japan man.

up at this time blogging about my stupidity. yay.

i'm for spain, by the way.

i've come to realise that i really like to eat bah zhang a lot. but i can't like eat it everyday cos my figure will start to resemble one too and damn that's not flattering. ok so i don't know all the cool and radical names each type of bah zhang has but screw, can eat can already right.

the only one thing about it which i can't stand is probably how anything can be bundled in the middle of all that rice without you knowing. the other night i was a victim of a dumpling with an egg yolk inside. don't get me wrong i love eggs and i can eat them in any (cooked) form but not the dry golden yellow types. ie. what you find in mooncakes. man i could never eat those things.

this is a bah zhang post and i don't see any point in a bah zhang post so i guess i'll just have to say more.

after working at the same damn cake shop for more than a year (okay minus one school term this year), i'm surprised i'm still learning new things. ok not like educational, life-changing things but really:

1) there are many people in singapore who can't converse properly. i'm not saying like improper english, too much singlish, bad grammar blahblah. these people just don't have the brains to keep up with a conversation. just a simple example. when i ask some customers whether they need words on their cake, they'll just say 'yes'. and then there's this like brief awkward silence until i prompt them for the words. i think one day i'll really just not be bothered and put a big 'yes' in the middle of their cake.

2) forgetting someone's age and just asking for one big candle is a really common thing. but forgetting how to spell someone's name is a big joke. the other day this guy wanted to get a cake for his s/o but he spent like forever trying to remember how to spell the name. in the end he settled for 'HB dear'. (HB = happy birthday in cake speak, which i'm sure you would have figured out but you know, for the sake of such people). and he was still like giggling about it and shit. god i could have stuffed two candle holders up his nostrils. i guess that guy's never ever gonna learn how to spell her name until it's like their password for sex or sth.

3) listening to 12 hours of sarah vaughn has a hypnotic effect on you. and i have amazing music memory. on the way to the bus stop i could still recall track 6 in my head. it was almost as if it was playing 'live' in my head cos i could remember everything.. tempo, arrangement, verses. if only i had the ability to apply such skills to my school work i'd be a genius alr.

yeah but to build on that it's actually kinda freaky. it's not like when you have a favourite song, you can always recall the lyrics etc. i mean take some symphonic band piece. like say alfred reed or james swearingen. i can recall which instrument which entry, which bar which build up. if i said the same about choral music that wouldn't be so surprising cos it's been my thing for a good half of my life. but i've never played in a band before. and that's not surprising cos i'm a total shit at instruments. i can only play a recorder and do the note by note reading thing on the piano haha. perhaps that's why i like singing so much. no work for my dumbass hands to do.

wow this has certainly developed from a bah zhang post.
and i guess i'll leave you with this. no prizes for guessing who these two are supposed to be.

gay pose!
Originally uploaded by chloe.

homesick.

still here.

rice dumplings.