爱唱歌

Just back from karaoke with CY.

Was singing 下一个天亮 by 郭静 when I decided that I wanted a voice recording of me singing that song! Love how the tune goes.. But I didn't do it justice.. Not singing as well as I used to due to lack of practice, sighs.. So I picked an "easy" song that I used to sing quite often - 双城故事 by Karen Mok. I thought this kind of spells Sito and mf who are 3,000 miles apart :)



作词：李焯雄
作曲：荒井田

内湖买的那一束红玫瑰
比尖沙咀那一束更美
到阳明山泡温泉酒一杯
有没有伊豆的风味

整个三月 当你走过下梅雨的台北
香港也会 就连墙壁也为你心情发霉

来又回 思想随你而飞
你在叹气这里感到风吹
千山万水沿路风景有多美
也比不上在你身边徘徊

南京西路吃鲑鱼会不会
比起新宿那一次珍贵
长安东路和你喝的咖啡
也有巴黎阳光下的滋味

整个冬季 金色的灯泡把海港包围
在你心扉 会不会倒影出春光明媚

来来回回思想随你而飞
没有了你天地都是浪费
千山万水沿路风景有多美
也比不上在你身边徘徊

整个冬季 金色的灯泡把海港包围
在你心扉 会不会倒影出春光明媚

来来回回思想随你而飞
没有了你天地都是浪费
千山万水沿路风景有多美
也比不上在你身边徘徊

千山万水任时光后退
也只希望在你身边徘徊

:)

And cos I was listening to 93.3 in the past three months, I managed to sing a few new songs. One of my favourite is 伴 by 黃小琥. I never really listened to the lyrics when it played on radio so this was the first time I was singing and reading the lyrics.

It was so touching I cried within the first few lines!



作詞：姚若龍
作曲：于曉光、李偉菘
編曲：Terence Teo

如果 命運可以訂做
如果 有另一次選擇
我想我 還是會 把手讓你緊握
快樂地陪你去坎坷

就算 你有天變落魄
就算 你老得不能動
我想我 還是會 挽著你看日落
你的心疼在淚光中

嘴巴上 彼此嫌麻煩
眼神中 關懷那麼滿
沒說愛 卻早已認定一輩子的伴

在人前 從來不浪漫
在心中 卻總為對方打算
最懂的人最暖的伴

就算 我以後變囉嗦
就算 我老了有病痛
我想你 還是會 照顧我到最後
隱藏脆弱不眠不休

沒有辛酸 沒有遺憾
什麼是陪伴 什麼是心安 你是答案

爱唱歌，不只是因为自己唱得不错 － 别笑，真的不错嘛！ － 更是因为旋律的陶醉、歌词的娓美，让我感同身受⋯⋯

Living

Walked into the kitchen to find the day's laundry dancing happily to the wind.



The clothes, lifeless beings as they are, are happy when stirred by the wind. How can some of us, living beings, be any less full of life?

I'm happy just looking at the clothes.

My concubines :p

Just remembered that I had another blog titled “TAROS – 2 years 11 months and counting” tucked away in a web portal my office developed.

TAROS stood for “technically a returned overseas Singaporean”, and yes, it was created 2 years and 11 months after I got back for good from Oxford.

Since I’ll be in Evanston for another year odd, I’m an overseas Singaporean again!

Actually, I stopped updating it for years... There were a grand total of six posts since 2006, four of which were drawn from here anyway..

So I killed the blog :p

I've two other blogs on blogspot that I've stopped updating. One is in Chinese, an attempt at writing rather than mf-ising. Used to do that pretty well in school but well, I hardly have inspiration now.. The other one is fiction, cos I like the idea of me being a witch! :p All gone now until I have inspiration. And more time.

mf-ism remains my one and only love :)

Keeping in contact

Just had dinner with Z. Last I met him was at the airport in August. And before that, some time ago!

Was thinking on the bus back. I realise that despite the large number of friends of facebook and even my contact list on Pinky II, I’ve only been keeping in touch with a handful..

CY is the only primary school classmate that I’ve kept in close contact, of course. Used to meet the rest more regularly a few years ago. We even did a 团拜 one CNY! So I’m pretty happy that we’re meeting up this Friday :)

Apart from those with whom I went to NJ with, I’m afraid I’m not in regular contact with my secondary school mates..

KLK is special – I think they are collectively like CY #2, haha! Enough said :)

University... Well, I have this theory, that when people are overseas, away from loved ones, they tend to form friendships with people in similar circumstance. Sometimes, such friendships grow and grow regardless of where they are; other times, they dwindle, especially after people are reunited with loved ones back home. Perhaps I should be glad that I’m at least seeing some of them once a year or during weddings! I wonder how it’ll be like with the Kellogg bunch in future..

Z was one of a bunch of friends made during OBS back in summer 2000. Just 21 days in a little island.. And he came to my convocation with X, another girl from our watch but whom I’ve kind of lost contact with...

Work brought me other friends. Kind of in contact with a couple of ex-colleagues. Present colleagues – don’t know how until I really leave :p

It really takes a lot to maintain friendships. It takes even more to keep a family together. And with various work commitments, well, I think it’s a miracle that I’ve managed to keep in contact with more than a couple of people at all!

Facebook helps to a certain extent, since I can lie in bed and play with FB! And recently – in Evanston, not Sg :p – I’ve also got back to MSN after a long hiatus. But nothing beats a good dinner – or prata session, or KTV session! – to keep the friendship alive. And I’ve done / I’m doing all of these this month! Lucky me :)

Taking a break..

From Montessori to mf-ism.. I'm already taking a break from my break as a 陪读 wife with Sito :p

So what have I been up to since I got back last, last Thursday? Unpacked and ran errands on Friday. Almost didn’t make the deadline for exams application! Found that the pound dropped a little more.. Oh well..

The first weekend was bustling with joy and activities as Kel and D got married – congrats!! :) I'm so happy for them, especially Kel - 终于把你嫁出去了! :p This was one of the most enjoyable weddings so far - good friends, and they had a lot of funny clips! And, I had an interesting role as a BROTHER!

That was before we put on our smart jackets.. Now, we are definitely 帅! Except for Kel, cos he is 庄严 :p

The gate crashing wasn’t too punishing but the result was rewarding.. I mean, Daphne all dolled up! Woohoo! That’s a sight! Kel 不知道哪里修来的福!

And talking about 福, YX also has a lot of that too lor! Check out the gf next to him!

But don’t worry, Sito. Your wife ain’t too bad – 28 positive comments on her FB photo with new hair cut! :)

Taken right after the haircut, during dinner with Yan, just before the Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows premier on Tuesday!

It was so crowded but it was so good! Now I can’t wait for next summer – part 2! And after Montessori is over and done with, I’ll read book 7 for the third time :)

Wednesday was Hari Raya Haji – had lunch with CY at The White Rabbit when it was supposed to be brunch... I made a reservation for brunch over email and got immediate confirmation. Then when we got there, they said they weren’t open for brunch and that they emailed me about it the day before.. Eh, back in Sg, I’m not so free to check email every day. And, you mean you decide only one day before that you would open for lunch instead of brunch??

So we sat outside for an hour before they finally opened.. At least they gave us some drinks – it was a very very warm day... We tucked into a big lunch – with desserts! After all, this was to celebrate her big 30th! :) Spent the afternoon shopping – both of us got cosmetics, yeah!

Oh, on the way home, I was passing by Cold Storage when this angmoh in his mid 30s hit on me! Is it the hairstyle, or the angmoh? :p

Had a last minute dinner with Kel and YX. D joined us after, and we promptly lost her in the toilet... Our conclusion was that she was in the cubicle when I went in, and she came out when I was in and when the boys just went into their toilet.. So she went downstairs to look for us while we stayed upstairs to wait for her.. Um, confusing, nevermind! Just a duh moment that evening.. Ended the evening with some drinks and banana tempura with kaya dip – omg, that was good!

Had a family dinner the next day.. We had to struggle to finish the tofu and the roast duck cos Sito wasn’t there =/ Come home, come home, and we go to Crystal Jade together :)

Was still full when KLK met for prata! :p I realised that I really missed sitting around with these chaps and chatting over a drink or two :) Did a lot of that after the wedding the last weekend, and during the prata session. Quite happy =)

Yesterday, Na and I went for afternoon tea at the Ion. It felt really good to be out in the middle of the afternoon on a weekday! Haha! Oh, did I mention I went back to work? Part-time, that’s why I could be out in the afternoons :p So we chatted the entire afternoon away. One moment, I looked at my watch and it said 4 pm. The next time I looked at it again, it was 6 pm! Time, where did you go?? Then WL came by and the trio went to the food hall for dinner. Na didn’t really eat and I ate rubbish food cos we had a good tea :)

Just now, Sito skyped me from NYC! Happy :) Thanksgiving week is almost over, which means only two more weeks stand between us! Oh, and two more weeks between exams and me too.. Ok, back to study........

It’s just..unfortunate..

I have a strange relationship with Mother.

While in the US, I called her twice. Once after Grams passed away, and another time when I was testing a new calling card. In the second call, I told her when I was going to be in Singapore.

So I got back last Thursday night, and was busy that weekend for Kel’s wedding. I never thought I needed to call her until I was free. After all, I was away for quite a while without calling much. But YQ sms-ed me on Sunday night while I was out to say that she was going on and on about how come I never called. He asked me to call back.

Can’t she just pick up the fucking phone and call if she had something to say?!

I suppose it was like while I was in Oxford. She had never once called. Not even once. She only expected me to call her.

Anyway, I was adamant that unless I was free, I wasn’t going to make that obligatory call. So I called only on Monday after work. Can’t even remember now what I said. Anyway, yesterday, she actually picked up the phone to call me. So we had lunch today.

But you know what? We had nothing much to say. Just dragging things out of thin air to fill the silence. At one point, she asked, “No baby?” That really got me angry – she was the one who cursed me that I would have no kids! And now she had the cheek to ask that? I just told her to stay out of that matter.

After lunch, she was going to take the bus home while I roamed AMK Hub but after we turned our backs, she called me from behind to say she wasn’t going to go back so early. So we just walked two floors for a while and I decided I would go home so we split.

What do you make of this?

Honestly, I have very mixed feelings towards her. I know she went through a lot with an useless ex-husband. And she has cared a lot about me. When I was a jaundice baby, she looked after me all the time – heard from her many times, usually when she was angry and said I wasn’t worth her caring for me back then. And she was sad when I first left for Oxford. I also remember the time she helped me collect my extended MC slip when I was too ill to go get it. On our birthdays when we were kids, she would cook something nice. And I think she missed me so she wanted to go around AMK Hub with me for a while today.

But while I struggled to find examples of her being good to me, I could very easily remember all the times she wasn’t.

Like today, when I got to her house, she was in the toilet so I sat down with a magazine. When she came out and saw me, the first thing she said was about this pair of boots I had. Where was it? Oh, the faux leather fell apart and I threw it away. Then she lifted her hand in a fist and made an action to hit me – of course she didn’t but it was her most classic threatening action. Wasteful! She said as she did the irritating action. What’s her problem?! Being rude and threatening, and meddling with my business.. The boots were no longer in a wearable condition and I bought them with my fucking money!

As a kid, I always wanted to tell her about things that happened in school. But all I got as I started talking was a brush-off cos she was cooking (apparently with her ears) or – get this – watching TV. I learnt to just stop trying to make conversation. Being the eldest child, I was very controlled and could not do this or that. Such restrictions strangely did not apply to my siblings. And being the eldest child, I was expected to give way to the younger ones for like everything. Doing well in school didn’t earn me any recognition or encouragement. Perhaps I just became more trusted, cos every time I went back in summer or after I moved out, she would shove letters in my face to interpret and lucky draw coupons to fill in, when my siblings were there all the fucking time!

Ok, if I sit down to think about it, I gather that maybe she wants to spend more time with me so she always asks me to do trivial things. And she doesn’t know how to communicate other than asking me to do errands etc.

It’s fine if it’s just that. I can rationalise and understand that she isn’t very well educated and that’s just her way of communication.

But I can never, ever forget what she said to me. What kind of mother would curse her daughter to be childless??! I just want to stay far away in case I kena cursed again. It might have been said in a fit of anger but what’s said is said. She can take back her words but I cannot un-hear it.

I was talking with a couple of people recently on separate occasions and this issue came up. I’m glad they understand, although I’d much rather we all don’t understand such matters! :p So, I was saying that I started thinking of leaving home since age 11. I just wanted to leave the house, leave the dysfunctional family. Even now, there are times when I wish to just leave Singapore for good so that I don’t ever need to bother about this relationship anymore. Give her a lump sum to fulfil my obligation and that’s it. But Sito and I think that Singapore is a good place to live in. This is also where all my friends and other family are. I’ll just have to deal with it in as civil a manner as I can.

I think it’s pretty sad when mother and daughter are not close. I tried before. I was going around taking pictures with family and friends before I left for Oxford. In one shot, I put my arms around her, and she said, “Don’t pretend to be close la!” She simply rejected me outright. I’m not going back to be humiliated – or cursed – by her anymore. I just have an obligation towards her – so long as I’m working, I’ll continue to support her financially. But I just couldn’t find it in my heart to love her. And I feel sad for her cos of this, to have a daughter who doesn’t love you. It is unfortunate but it is something I’ve come to accept.

Update 27 Nov 2010

I subscribe to a health and fitness website and get emails very frequently. Lately I haven't been reading much cos these days, they usually link to articles rather than give the articles in the emails. But just now, I clicked on a link, and read this:

"Holding onto a grievance doesn't give you control over the offender, and it doesn't 'punish' them; it gives THEM control over you, and punishes YOU, because you're the one holding onto the health-harming stress and lack of peace of mind."

I need to think. And learn.

Home?

Well, I’m back in Sg. Alone. Without Sito.

I’m home now, at HV. But it just feels strange to call a place home when Sito isn’t there.

We’ve never been apart for more than a couple of weeks since we got together. This time, only e-hugs for us until a month later when he flies in as well. Oh, and skype when time permits.

Got something at Narita to help me through this month. Something nice and something I can give him :) Pictures later..

So yes, back in our little flat since late Thursday night. Now with five occupants! No problem living with many but I keep forgetting to bring this or that to the shower! After using super phones for the past five years, I’ve lost the ability to remember things on my own *.*

Happy birthday to Sito :)

I made a little e-card for Sito, inviting him to a nice dinner – advance celebration of his grand 30th!

Didn’t mention the restaurant to him but the smart boy guessed it correctly.. But, I didn’t acknowledge until the sign loomed in front of us!

M
O
R
T
O
N
’
S

!!

Went to the original one and found the menu a lot more pleasing to the eye (and the wallet!) compared to that in Sg..

Our menu had an interesting header: Happy Birthday, Mr Low!!!

I neglected to mention Sito’s name when I mentioned in the online reservation that it was my husband’s birthday. And they thought I took on his name.. Gaaar!

So, well, that night, it was Mr Low and Mrs Sito :)

Started with the warm onion bread!

We finished the whole thing... Later, they gave a loaf of the same size to a party of three next to us.. Did we feel bad? Um, no :) It was so warm and yummy! Tried to look up the recipe for the bread but couldn’t find =(

Ordered a starter – scallops wrapped with bacon and served with apricot chutney, which went up Sito’s nose much like wasabi! There were three - we were having the other two not in picture :p

Oh, but it was good..

So were our mains! Sito had prime rib and me, filet mignon, joyfully medium rare.. Had spinach with button mushrooms and hashbrown for sides... The spinach was less salty than the one we had in Sg – a good thing – while the hashbrown was more like a rosti.

Sito looked happy :)

The sour cream and bacon bits for the hashbrown arrived shortly after we took this picture. It was, in all, very sinful..

Then, sin level burst beyond the scale when the complimentary cake arrived!

Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to Sito Dear...
Happy birthday to you!

He made a wish. I didn’t ask :p Should I? :p

At the end of the dinner, our attendant gave us a photograph of us – so nice!

But, argh, it says Mr Low too! :p

Still, I suspect we’ll be back here again :)

Sito took me to Morton’s for my 30th too. But no photo by restaurant leh... And it was too dark in the restaurant for my iPhone camera to work. Took more photos of Oriental and our room instead :p

Comparing our experiences in Sg and the original, we felt MUCH fuller in Sg, even without eating as much as we did last night, although both times, we had to pack some food. Our appetite seemed to have grown! Thankfully we haven’t :p Maybe after a period of smaller meals, we are better able to take occasional big meals?

Still, we had so much leftover that today, I cooked leftover beef and hashbrown for lunch, topped up with vege pasta:

Happy :)

Update 24 Apr 2011
I was clearing the mac and found an old expenditure list - our first meal at Morton's in Sg costs $294! We only spent US$135 here, on roughly the same amount of food. Ouch.

Another fun TG!

Ok, third consecutive post on food!

But this time, I didn’t cook anything.. Friday was Asian food festival cum dance TG. There were a number of stalls – Sg, Thai, Japanese, Indian, PRC, Korean and Taiwanese. Of course we were manning the Sg stall :)

I got involved somehow.. Again.. But it was fun! Did some art and craft to come up with our décor, food labels, slides and badges for the team!

Our stall – the flag was made from six sheets of paper :p The labels also described each food. I like the one for steamed rice – it read: White rice, steamed :p

We asked a Chinese restaurant to cook char kway teow, sambal kangkong and har cheong gai according to our recipes. I only tried the chicken and it had a lot more prawn taste than the ones I had in Sg! Sito said the char kway teow was so-so but the kangkong was like the real deal! We also had others complimenting the kangkong and chicken. Overall, success! :)

The team which was supposed to wear red but only I did! And it was the Sg Day sweater from last year! :p

I like the sweater. Was talking about it and found two Singaporeans who were at Sg Day 2007! Small world..

And a close-up on the badges we took home – I made them!

For our slides, I used the same city and food pictures and preceded them with a familiar sight in Sg - HDB flats :p

Oops, not too clear...

In the middle of the session, MOVE and the Indian club gave three performances – salsa, hip hop and bhangra! It was such fun even though we continued to dish out food to our “customers” :)

We sold out pretty soon and went exploring.. For some reason, the PRC stall had pseudo Chinese food – angmoh-ised dishes like crab Rangoon *.* Sito bought Japanese and Korean food in addition to our stall food. So we had quite a bit to eat :)

Took the flag home. Now it’s hanging above our book shelf :)

mf’s chicken rice

So Sito convinced me to make chicken rice for the international potluck at McManus.

Cooked the dish about 10 (!) years ago – straightforward but troublesome. But this housewife got time, right?

I chose the smallest chicken but it was still too big. Or rather, my biggest pot was still too small to submerge the entire bird in water. Oh well, we’ll see what happens...

At some point near 3 pm, I decided I should get cracking. First, I read the label.

“Remove the neck and the giblets.”

What?!

Ok.. I dug into the top cavity, and pulled out stuff :(

I’m not sure if I cleaned out everything so I went online..

Step 8 totally freaked me out :((

Took a deep breath and returned to the bird.

Oh, bottom cavity was already emptied!

Phew...

I just removed the neck. Or the stump that was longer..

Pretty gross.. Thing at the right was the stump of the neck..
Rinsed the thing in and out, and laid it out to rest :p

Plenty of salt went on the chicken. The spring onions kept falling out but too bad, I didn’t have any toothpicks to seal the holes!

When the water boiled, in it went! See, the top was not covered..

The bit at the top left was a huge piece of FAT! I dumped it in and it disappeared after cooking!

Time check – it took me almost an hour to get the bird ready! And the sun was already starting to set as I typed *.*

But the water refused to return to the boil so I covered the thing. Now the chicken looked pretty happy in it.. The top started to change colour too. Looked like the steam was doing it well too :)

Kept the fire low to simmer it. While waiting, I typed the above :)

~~~ A few hours later ~~~

Taking out the cooked bird was easier than I thought. It took quite some effort the last time for some forgotten reason..

Used a pair of chopsticks to hook the bird out onto a tray and ran cold water over it. It suddenly occurred to me that Sito would dip himself in cold water after a soak in a hot spring :p After all, I’ve always said that he’s a 白斩鸡!

So the chicken was done and left alone to cool. Next was the rice! Lots of rice cos I wanted to keep some for ourselves :p

I don’t like to fry the rice before steaming it. I just steamed it with the fatty chicken soup :p

While the rice was cooking, I started to cut the chicken. What a challenge! It was oily, and I was trying to keep the skin together! And the breast meat was quite impossible to separate from the bones! So I torn the bits off the bones and dumped them with some leftover pasta for my lunch tomorrow :p

There was still a lot left!

I didn’t try the chicken at all but I tried the rice and I was disappointed =( There was barely a hint of chicken rice flavour, sighs.. I just added some sesame oil to give it more taste.. Was talking about it with some students and came to the conclusion that it was the chicken here... I mean, 10 years ago it turned out perfectly in Circus St!

Bah!

Anyway, the potluck was fun – plenty of food! I had an Indian kati roll which was really spicy, Chilean empanada which was so much like our curry puffs, two Venezuelan arepas with cheese, and of course the catered Chinese food! I had loads of dessert too, happy!

Cooking is a science

For me, at least.. I seldom see the art in my cooking! :p But I can see the science..

Realised this while making cookies – my third attempt in Evanston, and my second in making Ben’s cookies. (First was from the back of some dried fruit pack :p)

So, I started with melting the butter. The butter came in a stick. I dumped it into a bowl, and cut it up with a spoon while indirectly melting it over the stove top right above the pilot fire. The butter went from a huge lump to a clumpy watery mixture, and finally creamy..

Decided to start snapping after I had stirred in the white sugar – nice and creamy :)

Next was the brown sugar. A lot of brown sugar! And the consistency changed and became thicker. I think most of the sugar got dissolved in the butter.. Cos I don't see much of the sugar anymore but I could still hear the sugar..

Now the egg. I had halved the recipe so it now called for half an egg and half an egg yolk but I couldn’t be bothered to separate or be left with half of each!

Egg was so fresh and pretty! After snapping, I promptly beat through the membrane of the egg :p It was fun beating in the egg despite it almost costing me my arm...

The creamy mixture was now held together by the egg, resulting in a rather springy consistency. Then I added a tablespoon of milk, which somehow broke up the springiness. Honestly, at this point, even though it was about 7 pm, I lost all appetite for dinner – it looked like puke :p

Time for the dry ingredients! The first bit of the flour mixture:

I folded in the flour with the spoon. The creamy mixture became a soft dough after all the flour was folded in. I was happy! But my arm just died *.*

I then measured out a cup of semi sweet chocolate chips, and saw that the bag of chocolate chips contained about two cups.. But I used a cup for my first attempt at Ben’s cookies! And a bit more for my first batch of cookies!

There was only one explanation – my cup is too small!

So, with my shrivelled arm, I added another quarter cup of flour to the dough - a stiffer dough now.. And I poured in all the remaining chocolate chips after that!! :)

Chilled the dough for an hour while I had dinner.

And because the cookies spread out a lot in my last attempt, I decided to bake the cookies in two batches instead.

And guess what? They tasted the same as before but they now turned out looking like Ben’s cookies as well! So happy :)

Think the last time, I shouldn’t have melted the butter so completely over a small fire. And of course, I didn’t use enough flour :p

This is the recipe*. Not the actual one for Ben’s cookies of course, but it’s very close. This makes about 9-15 cookies depending on how big your cookie is!

* Sorry, can’t credit originator – I saved this in my hard-disk and forgot about it!

115g unsalted butter
1/8 cup caster sugar
5/8 cups brown sugar
1/2 egg and 1/2 egg yolk
1 tbs milk
3/4 teaspoons vanilla extract – oops, I don’t have this :p

1 1/8 cups bread flour
1/4 tsp salt
1/2 tsp baking soda
1 cup semisweet chocolate chips

1) Melt the butter indirectly and cream with the sugar
2) Add the egg, milk and vanilla extract
3) Stir in the flour mix, then the chocolate chips
4) Chill for a while – it should be cold
5) Scoop onto baking sheet and bake at 190 °C for about 14 mins or until edges turn brown if you can see them – I can’t, stupid oven..
6) Eat while very warm, or store when cool – but heat it up before you have them!

Fancy your husband in drag?

No, not in the bedroom! It was, well, in front of a few hundred people!

mf on Facebook: It's quite a weird and funny feeling watching your husband dance in drag...

And the comments:

Great performance!
N: He was damn good. You should be proud of him :)
mf: Oh yes, and they were runner-up! :)

In response to photo requests..
mf: No visual - don't want to make others jealous :) muy malo... incriminatorias! :p
M: Algunas fotos es mejor no publicarlascen Facebook, ja, ja, ja ;) (mf: some photos should not be published on Facebook :p)

With another wife whose husband danced in drag too
B: Yes it is! But you were so cute up there taking pictures!
mf: @B: Oh you must have too, right? Was just telling Sito I found a familiar bikini top on stage before I realised who that was! :p (mf: He was wearing hers which she wore in Costa Rica!)

Of course Sito’s hot, in drag and out!
KC: I wonder why Sito hasn’t commented on this chain yet. Btw, a few people were saying he was the hottest in the Poets' clan ;)
mf: Of course! I wouldn't settle for less :)
Sito: The pasty skin must have been the clincher.

:pPPpPP

Drag TG was one of the major TGs this quarter so I headed out with a few other JVs. Tried to find our respective husbands. Mine generally doesn’t pick up his calls so I just used eye power while the rest called. Some had more luck than the others but finally, I spotted Sito standing at the window upstairs – half naked! With Nat! Um...

We waved to each other :)

I couldn’t see the stage where I was standing so I moved upstairs to find my half-naked husband. It wasn’t the best spot cos it was right above the stage and we could see only the tops of the performers’ heads, but there was space.

See the crowd below?

Sito’s section started learning their dance that afternoon but when the Poets came on stage as "California Gurls", they were really good! And Sito could dance pretty well in a bikini top, a skirt and a wig!

Well done, boys!

PS: He wasn’t wearing my bikini!

PS2: Heard that they made the students do a lot of crazy things during orientation so as to level everyone - some kind of psychological thing. Guess that kind of extends beyond orientation to other activities here!

PS3 is in Sg :p

Pretty and youthful mf

One warm sunny day, I walked my usual 15 min to the supermarket. Somewhere near the supermarket, this guy cycled towards me and said I looked good as he passed me! Oooh :) I smiled :)

Then in the supermarket, I was looking at fruits when a granny started talking to me, saying that she liked what I was wearing :)

And now to the meat section.. I was roaming with my cart when this happened:

Angmoh in his 30s (I guess): Excuse me, but are you Chinese?
mf: *hesitating* Yes..? *damn, I don't know nuts about Chinese culture etc!*
Angmoh: You’re beautiful *smiles*
mf: *stunned* Oh, thank you!

As I continued shopping, I was wondering, what’s up today man?!

Was it my plaits? My dress? My leggings??

I asked Sito. And he said it was probably my plaits. Bleah.

And perhaps a couple of weeks later, I went to a JV event – Thirsty Thursday! But I just had an apple crumble :) So I was chatting with the JVs around me.. Then at some point, we were talking about age, and upon hearing my age:

26-year-old girl: Really? I thought you were really young when you walked in just now, like 23 or 24..
24-year-old girl: I hope I look like that when I’m 30!

And over tea after dinner one day, on the topic of weight, a JV thought I was lighter :p And another time, another asked if I had always been like this (gesturing at the whole of me :p)..

mf: Like this? *blur*
S: Like naturally petite..

But I’m not petite by any measure back in Sg! In fact, my height puts me above average, and my overall size, I’m certainly not thin but I don’t need (although I want, just a little) to lose anything so I would say I’m also above average.

How not to feel happy, right? :)

Oh, on an earlier trip to the supermarket, this boy – like teenager boy, ok – said I had a “nice walk” as I overtook him on a quiet stretch. But that was a little sleazy so I ignored him :p

But actually, upon closer inspection of my face, I can see clogged pores! First facial in two weeks will be really painful =(

Oh yes, be going back to Sg in two weeks.. But I don’t want to leave Sito alone here with his packed schedule! I couldn’t help him with classes etc but at least now I can give a hand in the house so he doesn’t need to bother with the small things like cooking and taking out the trash.. But I won’t be able to do that for a while.. And I’ll be missing his birthday! :(

Poor Sito... He’ll miss his pretty wife and I’ll miss my cute husband.. Argh! Sappy!