Fun Stuff

Does this sum up my cooking skills, or what?

Random mumbles

Random Mumble No.1

The Dance of Passion 火舞黃沙



I'm in love with the 9pm HK drama on Channel 55.

I'm totally infatuated with, crazy over, obsessed about that drama.

I think Ada Choi might have just usurped the position of my favourite actress from Maggie Cheung Ho Yee.

I've found Juliet who likes it too. She happens to like my favourite character, Jiao Yu as well. (Yey!)

I've dragged Esther into watching it and I think she hates me for it. (*Shrugs*)

Random mumble no.2

Honestly, its pretty scary how adults can sometimes treat kids. Whether its their own kids or someone else's kid.

My mum and I were walking down Heartland mall yesterday evening after dinner and there was this woman with this boy in front of us. The boy really didn't do anything wrong because the area was crowded and squeezy. Well, he accidentally knocked into the woman.

It wasn't even a severe knock. Just a slight bump. Something which I have to admit, I'm guilty of doing, most of the time, because I can't walk straight.

So anyway, the boy bumped into the woman accidentally right? The woman got real mad and yelled at him in Mandarin, something to the extent of "要撞就去撞!" (translation: Want to knock/crash/bump, then go knock/crash/bump.) And she smashed him into the wall.

Now, this happened right in front of us because we were just directly behind them. You should have just seen the horror on my mum's face. For Pete's sake, this boy was like what? 10 years old? Anyway, the boy didn't even utter a word. Maybe he's just used to such abuse? I think she's his mum, though, but my mum said that woman looked too old to be his mother. Grandmother, perhaps? I hope not. It spoils my image of grandmothers. To me, grandmothers are cookie-baking, kids-spoiling women, not wall-smashing monsters.

Random mumble No.3

Oh, my dad and I were at KFC today.

Dad: (points at delicious-looking drumstick picture board) I want that.

KFC woman: Which one do you want, Sir? The spicy BBQ or the Lime chicken.

Dad: I want the spicy one.

KFC woman: Both are spicy. So do you want the BBQ or Lime?

Dad: Erm. Ok. I don't want the Lime one.

KFC woman: But the Lime is spicy too.

Dad: I know. But I don't want the Lime.

KFC woman: But its spicy!

Dad: ..........

Me: (to KFC woman) Just give us the damn BBQ chicken.

Random mumble No.4

Million Dollar Question: RCIY or Catechism???

Dying cactus

The cactus in my toilet is dying. That is like so sad because I have no idea why its dying on me. After pondering for a while, I came up with 3 possibilities.

A) Someone pulled it out by the roots. (Cactus murderer! Argh!)
B) I added too much water.
C) I haven't watered it enough.

Sheesh. Who said cactuses are easy to handle?

New blog skin

I finally changed my blog template after a long while. Somehow, I just got tired of looking at the old one. My preference is still however, still simple. Therefore a simple blog.

Lost my phone =(

For the very first time in my life, I lost my phone. In a cab. I still find its quite a pity considering firstly, its a darn new phone. Only 2 weeks old. Secondly, I could have gotten it back because I realised I lost it almost immediately after I got off the cab. I called the cab company and provided them with every single detail, even the cab number. It's their fault by coming up with some excuse like "the driver didn't pick up his phone". I was just so damn irritated especially because every time I call their hotline, they put me on hold and made me wait and wait. Bunch of idiots. They managed to get hold of the driver only after Esther told me someone switched off the phone already. How dumb is that?

Forget it. I guess I can only blame myself for being careless, careless, careless.

Then the trip down to the police post was another frustrating matter. I spent over an hour there trying to make my report, but the guy just couldn't get the sequence of events right. Like how tough is it writing a half page report? He took like forever to type something with spelling mistakes and grammatical errors some more. Well, I corrected his spelling, but decided against correcting his grammer. I guess I didn't want to embarrass him further. Not to mention I was so bored out of my mind that I just took out my novel to read while he typed away.

Actually I think part of me feels lousy because I never take what doesn't belong to me. Not that I can remember anyway. I always return handphones to the rightful owner. Once I picked up a couple of hundred dollars near the lecture theatre, I surrendered it to the prof even though I knew no one would ever find out. Unless of course the amount isn't big and there's no way to find the owner. So why should this happen? Lesson of the day: Honesty never pays.