Month: May 2004

Apparently there was an eclipse of the moon early this morning. I was informed by a helpful friend via sms. I feigned disinterest, then rushed outside to take a look. Couldn’t find it at first, then found it (the moon), then couldn’t be bothered to wait for the show to finish, then went back indoors…

Wanna be a writer? You’ve got to have The Clap. Yessirree, feel like you’ve got the Rangoon Itch and need to show the rest of the world? Might as well get The Clap! Singapore’s obsession with acronyms has really scraped the bottom of the barrel and come up with dirty fingernails now. (A friend once…

There are still some things I find difficult to write. I am trying to now again, because again, I’m hearing the voices of those who were concerned about me richocheting about in my head. It’s all in your mind. You just have to get over it. Medication doesn’t help. Take for what? There’s nothing wrong…

I just had a most fabulous business meeting at a primary school which is hiring my company. I found out in advance that the principal was formerly a teacher at ACS, so I thought it wouldn’t hurt to mention that I, too, was from ACS. Bingo. She made coffee, offered me biscuits and before she…

After suffering terminal boredom for most of the night, looking through my extensive MP3 collection and sending some songs to a similarly nocturnal net addict, I developed breakfast cravings. Dim sum. Yum Cha. Somehow, with backside stuck firmly to antique chair, instead of going to the kitchen, I googled siew mai, Shw Mae, and xiumai.…