Sunday, 28 August 2005

Home Run

Just watched it, I like. Two poor siblings sharing a pair of shoes back in the 1950s/60s. I don't recall sharing anything so badly when we were kids. Still, there was discontent. There always will be.

I couldn't understand why I would have new clothes and new shoes only during Chinese New Year.
I couldn't understand why I had to use rotten textbooks in primary schools. Realised some questions in my maths textbook differed from those in the new edition when a carefully checked answer was marked with a cross.
I couldn't understand why everyone had Barbie dollS and I was presented with merely a grade E imitate.
I couldn't understand why my classmates could eat ice-cream during recess time.

Then I grew a little and realised that Mother received $100-$200 every CNY to get CNY stuff including clothes for herself and the three of us.
Then I learnt to read the booklist and know that textbooks were expensive.
Then I saw how expensive Barbie dolls were (so I just went to the shopping centre to look and play with stuffed toys with CY)
Then I realised Mother received $300 a month to run the household, bills and meals, from 1980 to 1999.

And now that I can pamper myself whenever I feel like it, I become aware of the discontent in me, the non-material one that is more difficult to satisfy. It's an unsettling feeling that surfaces mostly when I'm in the house, especially when everyone is around. Like now.

Ok, it's getting depressing! I shall go read Harry Potter, make myself happy..

Gaaar, forgot to add.. Like you know how we girls are always saying we want to be tai-tais etc. Can't see how that will solve all discontentment! I don't need to be a tai-tai; I just want to be a full-time mum to four kids :p Um, ok, Potter now..

I wanna dance!

And I can't sleep! Just watched this Korean show Innocent Steps, which starred the little girl from Autumn in My Heart aka Endless Love. No longer as little but still looking damn young (young as in, it made the guy look paedophilic), she played a Chinese/ North Korean girl who was paid to partner this dancer whose partner left him. She had to pretend to be married to him in order to stay in Seoul. A bit disturbed see her act so grown up but that aside, I love the dance scenes!

I want to dance. NOW!

Have been through waltz, quickstep, tango and the current foxtrot in class. Focus has been waltz for seven weeks of private lessons. My fav must be quickstep or tango, though I admit waltz is growing on me the more I learn it. Think my foxtrot sucks though Mr Low said otherwise *shrug*

But I have a passion in latin dances too! Have learnt chachacha and rumba before but only the very basic. Salsa is more social la but while waiting for the day when I can learn latin properly, I'll enjoy shaking my butt on the salsa floor! Though to be honest, my salsa sucks and I don't really shake all that much! :p

Am contemplating taking up pilates again to know my body better, to loosen myself up for moving those particular muscles to execute the sharp movements in my dancing. But I need to balance my finances well, have already spent like $1,500 on ballroom in the past eight months - not a lot, really, if you ask Dan and Ally. Ok I shall up my private lessons to twice a week, latest by my next pay increment! (Actually don't know when that'll be..)

Oh, may also need to find myself a latin partner if HW takes up latin since Sito will naturally partner her. Then I'll shed my 2" ballroom heels for 3" latin heels! Oops :p But hey partner, I've got no complains in standard ballroom ok, think 3" will kill all my poor toes in those closed-toe shoes.. Anyway, I'm going to shamelessly advertise for a latin partner this much in advance! Specs and photos to be sent to address on left sidebar pls =D

Now, about the movie:

1) I realised that despite not knowing the language, I could tell that her accent was different from the usual Korean in the dramas at the beginning of the show. Pretending to be non-South Korean no doubt. Am I cleber - um, clever - or not? *ok, that wasn't about movie*

2) In the separate interviews to ascertain that their marriage was for real, they told of how they first met and got married etc, with a smile on their face and a dreamy look in their eyes. Interesting how, when you sincerely (want to) believe in something beautiful, you can relate it as though it really has happened..

3) When she first arrived, she said that a firefly would glow from the point it left its cocoon and wait for the one true love; if its one true love did not appear, it would die with the light one day. He argued that the firefly should find its true love and not wait for it, but she wanted to be like the firefly. Then at the end when she decided to leave Seoul but came by to see him secretly, she was walking away from his building when she saw a firefly buzz by. She dashed back to his apartment to find him painting dance steps on his dance floor. She asked him why he did not look for her, to which he replied that the firefly should not wait. I like this reversal of roles; how he had assumed the vacancy of the firefly's world from which she had freed herself. Does it signify that there'll always be one party seeking and the other waiting?

Oh, almost forgot about dinner. I was quite pissed cos despite giving very clear orders to the Country Manna waitress that I wanted the salad dressing BY THE SIDE, I was presented with a plate of vege literally swimming in creamy dressing. Asked for a change. Waiter came back and "give you dressing at the side, you'll also mix right?" Wtf?! Then he muttered something like he would have to pay for that if he got it changed blah blah.. Fine, I'd take it!

But I cleaned up only the chicken slices which were free from the cream. Tried to douse vege in water but results were puke! I've always thought that vege being a healthy choice should never be covered in/ accompanied by unhealthly stuff, namely salad dressing (by the side, ALWAYS), croutons, bacon strips, fried onions. I don't even eat Mother's vege if I find them too greasy or, like she claims, greasy-looking "only". Hey, I'm not that big a health freak la; like, I'd rather take fried cheese (in moderation) than greasy vege. Just can't take it. I miss my own cooking..


Dreams affect my sleep but for once, I hope I dream tonight, I want to dance in my dreams tonight!

Saturday, 27 August 2005

mf on hiatus

Been gone for more than a week - that's unusual if you've been following this space. So this will be long - and that's nothing unusual :)

To sum up, I was damn tired last week. First late night out with YX, WX and YS at Jazz@SouthBridge for drinks. Learnt a new greeting: kawaii to you! =D Second was Union on Thurs, when I learnt a bit of on-2. When I got back, was on the phone for a while before finally falling asleep with my ear piece in my ears and my phone by my head. Woke at 8am the next day to find my ear piece around my neck and my phone buried somewhere in my blanket.. Then I had TWO sinful suppers on Fri night with the same people that was number three, and dinner and drinks with the Oxonians on the fourth consecutive late night.

Four late nights in a row for me were simply unheard of since the good old days of Oxford! Had a bit of rest on Sunday but thought I still looked like shit on Mon and Tues. Normality asserted its position only this Wed, thankfully resurrected by a horribly satisfying (oh I like the pain man..) aerobic session on Tues evening when I flew out of office at 6pm SHARP.


I was on leave last Fri and met Miki and her husband Shouhei for breakfast at Paragon. They just took their wedding photos on the day before and I looked through their shots of the preparation process. So pretty! Miki-chan, bijin dayo! :)

Oh, while waiting for them outside Ferragamo, I saw two pigeons chasing after some seed rolling down a slope but flew off when two crows swooped down at the seed. One of them seemed to find the thing unpalatable but the second crow hopped off with the thing between its beak. Taught me two lessons early in the morning: 1) there's always someone stronger; and 2) after all the fight, you may end up with something you have no use for.

It was back to school in the pm. The canteen stalls were still the same and my fav stalls were still operated by the same aunties and uncles. Chatted a bit with auntie who still recognised me and - get this - called me pretty girl *there I go again* And then I said hi to uncle at the rice stall who refused to let me pay for the vege and eggs - so nice of him and so paiseh of me!

Oh, all six of us old boys and girls - Na, WX, YS, Tok, mf and Sito who joined us after his lessons - at that canteen table could speak Jap to various degrees of proficiency!

Mrs Yeo was having a class at

Our lab!

When the bell rang, we went in and I headed straight for my seat at the back row.

Then something totally hilarious happened - Mrs Yeo mistook YS for *gasp* TCL!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oops, I just lost ten pounds - not weight, MONEY! Reason? YS owed me $10 from Wed drinks but he didn't have cash with him and he left for UK on Tues. So I said he could put ten pounds in my Barclays :p But he wouldn't do it if I blogged about the mistaken identity. Well, sorry YS, I've decided I don't need ten pounds afterall!!

She still had an hour of lesson so we next popped into Sito's class in the next lab. Then, I realised I'd forgotten what this was:

(I mistook the poor retort stand for a tripod)

And I stared at the word NaOH and couldn't recognise what it meant. I knew NA=sodium but OH=?? As Na put it, our education system had failed - the superb mf had forgotten all that had put the brilliance on her academic track! But then again, do I really need to know what NaOH stand for?

We left after a while and roamed around, checked out the new TC block before drifting to the adjoining TA block and rooting our butts in TA28, right next to TA27 when Mrs Yeo was having her class. The classrooms were more colourful now, perhaps a bit OTT but admittedly more exciting than the ancient grey-washed walls of the last century. Recalled our CT room TB33. See the noticeboard? We filled it up with cheerful sunflowers and pink bubbles encapsulating our names :)

It was the usual thing when Mrs Yeo popped over after her class: did we come to send her (wedding) invites? Well, no :p And she would ask after all our work and some other people who weren't there. Think only WX and MVS are still studying, the rest of us have already graduated and almost all are working now.

It was 630pm by the time we walked out to the bus stop. I headed townward for dinner with Miki etc before prata (first supper) with YX, Kel and WX. A serious talk soon gave way to rubbish when we moved into Macs (second supper) for the aircon. Think it started with my nails being long and I said I wanted to cut them..

Kel: I can help you... *slurp*
mf: No way! You TEAR your nails!
YX: I can!
mf: Wa, you cut your nails so short ah..
YX: I don't cut - I bite!
mf: Ewe!
WX: Heh heh!

Somehow someone mentioned that the nails could be ground into powder and taken as calcium supplements.. Think someone (mf?) said that if we were to start collecting now, we should have enough to last our entire old age, save our poor bones!

Then I mentioned a dream I had - I can't seem to recall it now - and Kel analysed it, leading me to say that I was unique, inspired by Miki *wink* Then somehow it led to sending me back to *my* ward and putting me in a straitjacket..

Very confusing rubbish? I think so too! But who can remember the exact details of what has been said at freaking 3am?! :p But I do remember this: that as we were leaving at 3-ish, the girl at the counter asked us if "that was it", if we had "finished laughing"?? So cute right? Before that I noticed she was looking and smiling at us when we were bent over with laughter.. Must have been quite bored doing night shift at Macs..


Brunch date with the girls on Sat meant yet another early day! But the food was good, and the shopping even better - the smell of plastic, oooh! It was SZ's money and cosmetics though :p We said we would do a girly make-up session at my place post-cookout like, 10years late! SZ said we were too occupied with studies when we were 15.. Oh hey, the boys are of course welcome! Cos I have no idea what you can do while we play with make-up :p

Anyway, I ditched the girls for my senpai BH - zhong se qing you? Heh, not really :p - to shop for Miki's wedding gift. It's easy to give angbao (albeit in white envelope by Jap tradition, supposedly) but that wasn't too fun, was it? Final decision was a raunchy lingerie set, pink and brown lacy spaghetti top with boyshorts! Something that benefits both bride and groom, brilliant right? Heh!

Watched Bewitched after getting the gift since dinner wasn't about to happen for another 1.5hour. Wasn't sure if I wanted to watch the show actually but as circumstances would have it, it was that or Wedding Crashers - easy choice :p Turned out disappointing after a nice trailer. But I like the neighbour and her absolute fluffiness :)


Met up with Miki one last time for drinks at TCC on Sunday before she flew off on Mon night. Was caught up with something and couldn't see her off.. But I talked to her and I knew I would see her soon enough, either London, Japan or back here in SG! :)

Started reading Harry Potter that night, exciting! And an idea came to mind; will put into action when I have time..


I wore my red punjabi suit again and as I walked to studio, I saw someone in red on the other side of the frosted doors. "Don't tell me that is.." But it was Sito! What kind of freak coincidence was that that we wore the same top we did a few weeks ago on a Wed??! I resolved not to wear that for Wed anymore..

Thursday onwards

Met CY finally! We were both busy with work and others and with our kind of work/leisure schedules, it was amazing we finally met up for a proper dinner! So envious, she has only less than a year to go before deciding to continue or quit. Even Siok who will be bonded after her ship expedition will finish her one year way before I do my - how many? - four? Ok la, don't need to complain too much, I like my job :)

Um, I'm late, I should probably pretty up and leave for my movie.. Ciao!

Friday, 26 August 2005

Desperately seeking.. Stef Sun CD! The one with the armpit! Can't remember who borrowed from me.. If you have it or if I've mentioned to you before, pls shout!

Oh, have been darn busy but I'll be back from my hiatus this weekend and with a vengeance!


Update 27 Aug 05

I must have night blindness.. Searched my CD cupboard twice - Thurs and Fri nights - and turned up no Stef Sun. This morning, it took me less than a minute to locate the CD in the very same cupboard.. *Sheepish*

Tuesday, 16 August 2005

Hang on!

Was going off when I saw a comment from Omni. Since her blog has no comments nor email links, let me say it here: where the limited processing capacity of my wee brain allows, your omniversal writings strike a chord in mf's world :)

After-thought: coincidentally, a world should be a subset of an omniverse, not? Then it makes sense I don't understand everything :p *excuse for my bird brain*

PS: word in green does not violate my previous entry!

Write good Engrish, ok!

It's 8pm and I've just finished what I set out to complete at work today. Which only means that I've left those new tasks - and a number of old ones - untouched. That sucks but that's for the rest of the week; now I blog. I'm a, um, live-for-only-now person (gaaar, think there is a term for it but I'm too stoned to think). No, no la, not really.

Anyway, mf, stop blabbering, you have a non-work task on this space today..

Saw a message that went: wondering can whatever blah or not?

Can this be eaten or not?
I don't know whether he will go or not?
Is it true or not?

Now, will everyone stop that?! Or not?! :p

You get my point..

* Disclaimer: Actually, I don't know if it's really wrong to say that (no! No "or not"!!) but it just doesn't sound nice/ right..
** Indemnity claim (now how does this differ from disclaimer??): I believe I'm guilty too at some point :p Ok, I'll be satisfied if I don't see that in writing anymore! *Change "speak" to "write" in title*

Sunday, 14 August 2005

It's Sunday already?!

Wrote a whole load of shit then decided to delete the lot cos it was boring.. Just some bits here - still boring I know but at least it's shorter :p

1) Met up with Miki Fri night - she just got married! Congrats! :) Na and Sito joined us mid-dinner and what followed was a whole host of hillarious rubbish :p

2) There are only two Armenians in SG today, the smallest minority but they have the oldest church in SG - you can easily guess the location, can't you?

3) Sat was my first proper shopping trip this year, yes, YEAR. But SY and I stayed empty-handed until I dropped and cracked an eye shadow compact and was asked to buy it.. Eh, there wasn't any sign that said I had to buy if I were to break anything! But I didn't need a sour-faced salesgirl to spoil my happy mood so I bought it, not expensive anyway. Still, warning: be careful with the stuff in Basic Beauty (Heeren) - you don't want to knock over something too expensive.

4) The forced purchase seemed to open the way to better things - willingly handed over plastic in exchange for a pretty pretty top :)


Satisfied with my fifth take. Strange how my voice sounds so alien to me.. Was I trying too hard to sound like the professional voices behind "You have reached the mailbox of 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1.."

Friday, 12 August 2005


Boss inferred I looked older than 25



Bah! What does he know about age and - oh! - beauty? *Tsk tsk*

Thursday, 11 August 2005

Anal (oops) person like me will never mix up, with or without labels! :p

Source: Some email attachment that I just had to share!

Tuesday, 9 August 2005

mf at 23

Feeling bored, looked through all my jpegs and saw this, taken on the ferry to/from Liberty Island. I like.

Enough said.

mf made over - and it's still mf!

Went for my very first makeover session wih this relatively new and big image consultant studio, free cos friend who bought their $1,500 (!!) package referred me.

LC said not to make it known beforehand that I had no intention to buy their package but I did make it quite clear I was in a hurry to go at photo viewing time, just before all the cajoling. Well, I never got to the hard-sell part. In fact I didn't even finish looking at the 183 photos cos when the manager heard from my consultant I needed to go and wouldn't want to buy anything, he stopped the slide show and had the consultant burn two complimentary photos (that I chose) and send me on my way! All talk of Photoshop swept under the carpet and forgotten! Not a very good impression..

Anyway I didn't like the photos very much. Either the photographer had a lewd sense of style or I couldn't appreciate it, cos the poses were so odd I felt I was morphing between a failed acrobat to a sultry-fierce-sultry-again whore! So I rejected this pose and that :p See my "normal" shots, the only edits are cropping:

The hair was weird right? I counted - 23 black pins in all! I didn't know my hair could be held in place with just pins, no elastic..

And now the makeup.. Background: I love to paint my face! I do that everyday except on gym days. Usually use Hazeline snow cream as foundation and pile colour on my eyes, lashes and cheeks. Removal takes less than half the time for painting - a minute for each eye and I wash off the blusher in the shower.

But that night when I tried to remove the makeup, I used a vast number of cotton pads for my eyes and foundation - hell, foundation free ah?? My complexion not bad, why did she use so much?? - before washing off with remover - twice - in the shower. Satisfied, I applied toner with cotton only to realise that I still had foundation on my face! I must have used another ten pieces of so trying to get rid of the thing with toner, waterproof eye makeup remover, even Hazeline! Then I washed my face again. Apprehensively, I wiped toner-soaked cotton across and.. it finally came off clean! *Sweat*

I had planned to um, take photos of myself - the before of a revamp :p but I'm feeling slack, maybe another day. Today I shall finish my Kenshin OVA :)

What's in a smile?

Ten pearlie whites showing like Julia Roberts? I show only six; on average, people show eight upper teeth.

LC told me one day that my smile brightened her day - I was somehow quite touched. I remember somewhere in my tattered autograph book, someone penned "charming smile" but never defined "charming". Then today, I found two short and sweet (really) messages in my inbox complimenting my smile, and they sounded happy. Glad for such warm messages after some really crappy cold calls.

But hey, when I don't smile, I can look pretty fierce ok..

Anyways.. Yes, what's in a smile? I put myself on the receiving end, thinking of the times when friends spread their contagious smile or laughter. Then I conclude it cannot be just the physical; you have to radiate a certain joy to make a smile more than simply the mechanical contraction of facial muscles. And of course the people being smiled at must be ready to share in this joyful friendship or whatever-ship else any smile however lovely won't ever reflect off their faces, right? :)

And to add to that, I just had my veneer done! I know I've said it before but must emphasise cos Na, there really is a
birthday for each tooth, this particular one is born 8 Aug 2005 =D

Do you celebrate National Day?

I don't, I admit that to me, it's just another public holiday that salarymen and office ladies rejoice over. But today - rather, Mon - at work, I went for the National Day Observance Ceremony.

It started off with the National Anthem. Tried to sing along but realised that the 12 long years of singing it in school have been completely eradicated by the subsequent seven years of non-institutionalised life. Well, almost - I could still remember the first and last few words of the song but only those. Consoled myself that at least I knew that the chorus should be repeated. The chap raising the flag obviously did not, for the flag was suddenly rising with great speed towards the end of the first chorus before creeping the remaining 10cm to the top during the second :p

What next but the Pledge? I was struggling a little with the words but a few weeks/ months ago, SY and I were just singing the Pledge in Citylink, part of one of those patriotic songs.. Then, something unexpected but totally cute happened: the kids started saying the Pledge in Mandarin right after the English one!

I thought the kids were the highlight of the whole event, dancing to great cheers from the audience. One dance featured super sexy costumes for the girls and damn cool vests for the boys. Talk about starting (SDU) young..

Happy to have my veneer done today *Smile very widely* But I was quite pissed at Spinelli *smile drops* before the clinic cos my lappy case had to fall on spilled coffee! The bag was officially ruined.. =( Btw, if you want to find out how much dust and dirt is in your keyboard, drop it at a gentle height upside down. The fallout can be so damn gross! :p

Monday, 8 August 2005

Short entry for once

1) The duke came to an ugly end, am so sad and somewhat disturbed..

2) Keep getting losers knocking on my door, am so sick..

Saturday, 6 August 2005

Cat - dead and alive; mf - ugly and pretty

Kel just called. Somehow he mentioned Schroedinger's cat. Rang a giant bell that I could not locate. From what I gathered, the cat is both alive and dead when the box is closed; if I were to open the box, I would be forcing a state on it, ie it will be either dead or alive. But then, why would I want it to be BOTH alive and dead? :p

Apparently this has to do with wave function. Oh dear, this maths major is completely useless now.. Kel's explanation fell like water on a hotplate.. I simply could not understand how the cat's state could be explained by Ax = ax*!! Oh, A is the operating matrix, a the eigen value, x the eigen vector. Supposedly.. well, I won't even try to relate his explanations!

He then tried to give me an analogy - btw, I was vetting his literature review on using analogies to teach earlier - to illustrate the Schroedinger's point. I had to imagine him outside a closed room where I was in. In the room, I looked into the mirror and decided that I was both pretty and ugly. Outside the room, Kel didn't know if I were pretty or ugly. But when he opened the door, he would decide if I was pretty OR ugly.

Ahhh, I now see how the cat can be both breathing and cold :) But I still don't understand the Ax = ax thing :p

Just find it odd that he should make such an analogy when I was just writing about myself being a cat.. Coincidence infers a good day! Be happy, peeps! :)


Of dogs and men (and women)

Woke damn early Thurs morning to get to Punggol jetty for the 8am ferry to Ubin for division retreat. We had workplan presentation and a discussion on our employee opinion survey before a late lunch at 2pm. Played a little game modelled after the Amazing Race after that. Though my team didn't win (we came in second), it was great fun! The day was rewarded with yummy seafood, first time I had black pepper crabs - ya, very sua ku I know..

As part of the team building aspect for the retreat, we went to East Coast on Wed afternoon to play baseball but with tennis balls. Four rounds later, "We're better" showed that they were indeed better than "We're the best", beating the latter about 17-8. Happy to say I contributed to the 17 :)

LH bought her two hyperactive dogs, Jack Russells if I recall correctly, to run about the field. They were so soft to the touch and absolutely charming! Reminded me of the puppy my paternal grandmother gave me when I was about five, but Mother didn't like it so we didn't keep him for long. I was very sad but now, there's no way I will keep one; my nose may object for one, and I don't have the time.

Always have this impression - don't know if correct - that dogs need human affection and someone to play with, and can grow to love their carers in the most human way. And you won't need a leash to keep them with you; they run off but they won't be far and will always come back to you. Time aside, it seems too much pressure to bear; I won't be able to give that kind of devotion. Woe to any dog that lands in my care!

Because of that, and because I like them, I think cats are a more suitable pet for me, nose aside. They are independent, they won't pester me for attention. In fact, I may have to beg them to play with me! Love the way they seem to live in a world of their own, without a need for anything..

Have I mentioned before that I want to be a cat if there's a next life? Somewhere in the recesses of my mind, there's an image of me as a grey-white cat, perched on a window sill and staring out of the window the whole time, likely shaped by a letter pad I had a long time ago with the exact same dreamy picture. I have two interpretations of this self-perceived impression:

1) Satisfied with living with herself, she's content to turn her back on all the luxurious settings or parties behind her, and just watch the sun and garden outside, thinking her own god-knows-what thoughts.. An absolute state of zen.
2) She's yearning for the freedom that eludes her, just out of reach beyond a thin yet impermeable pane of glass. All she can do is to stare passively, resigned to fate.

Recent (as in past few years) emotions seem to be riding the waves of these two stages. At this very moment, I'm happy just to be sitting here and blabbering. But in an instant, I can slip off the crest, pining for, eg the day my room is completed. I hope my destination is based on the first scenario.

Actually I'm toying with the idea of getting a pet when I get my own room. Want some living company. A cat is too big for my room, but a hamster will be nice. It suits me since it can easily entertain itself on a running wheel. Just that it's always scurrying around and not quiet like the cat. Gee, sounds like I want a pet that mirrors mf in solitude! Reminds me of my poor terrapin..

When I was about nine, Mother brought a terrapin back from a Sun market trip. I loved it! But a Sun a year or so later, the little creature stopped poking out its tiny head for food and its cute palms ceased to paddle about. I wanted to bring him downstairs to give him a proper burial but Mother said to dump him down the chute and I actually did just that. Still remember the tug at my heart when I released my grip. Guilt, it is a horrible disease that eats at you.

Something in the Korean drama Autumn in my Heart aka Endless Love came to mind. This guy didn't want a pet or plant cos he would be very sad if it were to die. The kid mf was very sad when little terrapin died. But now, as an adult, I don't think I'll be too sad if my pet dies. I mean, everyone dies someday. I'll be grateful if the time spent living is well worth. Just make sure it gets a decent burial for closure.

So I may still get a pet :)

A bit of maths

They say that maths and science etc are best learnt in the morning while the non-science/ artsy stuff are better absorbed later in the day. True enough, I'm inspired this very morning by:

Source: Email from Kel - ask him!

Nothing new, I've said this kind of rubbish before but now that this um, study defines the groups who can suffer this blindness, it sort of revives the mathematician in me..

A = {people who orgasm frequently}
= B U C,
B = {women who use vibrators to excess} U {men who masturbate frequently}
C = {women who masturbate otherwise} U {men and women who have sex frequently (and not necessary with each other, just to be inclusive)}

It can thus be inferred that if you belong to set C, you're safe :p

Tuesday, 2 August 2005

The importance of being potty..

Remember that a while ago, Gwen commented that she finally could understand why I was so trigger-happy when in Oxford.. Of course must take pictures la! The polariods - now jpegs - will still be there when age confuses our brains to lock the memories and throw away the key!

Now, introducing: The Three Monkeys!

My fav boys..

.. albeit demented

Um, plus one to the list of demented chaps?

Eh, thought parts of me looking weird here.. Nvm! And hey YX, this is supposed to be a "normal" shot!

Retake! But he had to do the ears thing, I gave the finger at the last moment - hence the blur - even while calmly flashing my pearlie whites..


.. is a blurred shot of

First shot very "The Ring" right? :p

Finally the prata!

Ok, busy with supping, no more silly deeds.. Till next round!
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