A Mind of My Own

Ah, the big day is here. No, I’m not getting married. Yet. It’s Valentine’s Day and we see florists having a field day selling to couples with exorbitant prices. It seems that love is being shown only on this day. Sometimes, I love/hate this day.

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So, does that mean that we don’t show our love on other days? Restaurants and hotels having a good day because couples have booked the slots way much earlier to ensure that they will have a romantic day complete with flowers, dinner and finally, bed. Definition of bed is up to your imagination.

The soft toys often used in this gift giving period are teddy bears and more teddy bears besides cute dogs. To think bears are ferocious animals when provoked. It would also seem that ladies find Valentine’s Day as important as the date they started dating, wedding, ROM and birthdays.

Men find it a chore to remember so many things and prefer to just gift the ladies something and that’s the end of story. No wonder women find such men unromantic and dull. However, there are other ways to make it special, without spending too much money.

In addition, love can mean love for your family and friends too. It doesn’t just mean boyfriend or girlfriend love. Likewise, no one wants to be left alone.

Do note that it’s also the best day to propose to her if you have been meaning to.

My escapades with trying to contact everyone are never ending. Life is sad. One’s friends tend to ignore you when their lives get absorbed by their partners, husbands or something that one doesn’t know about.

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However, that doesn’t warrant you the right to ignore one totally. KY, you have not been replying to any of us since ES’ wedding. So rude, ok? I used MSN but you went offline and never replied to me. I is very sad. Don’t friend you liao.

The next time, I put your full name and address here. Then you know.

Rant ahead.

NYDC is famous for not allowing anyone to make any bookings on Friday. Thanks. At least that was what I expected since my friend had informed me about it. I just wanted to test them. The next sentence sprouting out of the lady’s mouth was “It should not be too crowded on Friday at Citylink.” Say what? I got 10 people wanting to eat, what if you don’t have enough seats for 10? Surely you won’t be moving one of your dining couple to another table, would you?

Next, I tried New York, New York. The website is slow. I think it’s ridiculous to use Flash for a webpage and it so reminds me of the hideous look of 1996. Slows down my loading time! The lady said last slot is only 6.30pm. So I have to find people to arrive there to ensure the table is not un-reserved by 6.30pm. They sure take their own sweet time to pick up calls too. I am turned off by the offhanded way that she threatened to un-reserve our table.

Frustrated by now, I tried Swensens. The lady replied that they don’t take reservations for Friday, Saturday and Sunday rather happily. This was getting out of hand! How can a simple booking take so much complication?

Since I have run out of places, I decided to go ahead with the restrictive New York, New York. This time a heavily don’t-know-what-accent guy picked up the call. Taking his own sweet time too. I couldn’t understand half the time what he was talking about. I had to repeat my name, how to spell, my mobile number (twice), the total number of people, etc.

All done, now I had to ensure that my table doesn’t get un-reserved. Now, I realised that I forgot to ask them to reserve a corner table. I was too caught up with the frustration of trying to understand what the accented-voice guy was telling me.

Went for a dinner treat by ES because the sisters have helped out at her wedding. It was great and I am now fatter than before. Great. I have resolved to do some workout but have done nothing until now. I think by getting wider in the girth, I get lazier. Darn.

We had the dinner at Just Greens in Chinatown. Ordered my favourite, fried golden mushrooms. Yummy and oily and sinfully great. I love the salad and oat meal prawns too. As for the mapo tofu, sorry, I’m not a fan of spicy food. However, everyone enjoyed the treat.

After the full dinner, we went for dessert. Oh no! The money for the drinks and fries! Erm, I think I got 2 free treats today. Thanks! Anyway, I’m growing old. I noticed that I have minute crow’s feet! NO!

It is sad to hear of someone as talented and cheerful as MC King (Jimmy Nah, Lan Qing Xi) pass away at the age of 40. His death cast a spell of sadness for all of us who have watch him in Kopi-O (咖啡乌) as toddlers. Over the years, while his appearances on the small screen were little, he was still fondly remembered as MC King due to his famous role in the coffeeshop drama. Even 2nd Aunt (二姑) whose real name I can never recall would be called as the screen name.

25年后我就65岁了。25年后本地戏剧发展又会如何？25年后我还能继续的坚守岗位吗？25年后我们还会有同样的聚会吗？25年后今天出席的艺人同事可能有一大半早就另某高就了？

可能我也等不到25年后，我就仙游了。。。哈哈哈 。。。

This was what he wrote last year. My rough translation:

I’ll be 65 in 25 years’ time. How would the entertainment circle be in 25 years? Would I still be able to continue being the (sorry, don’t know what that is)? Would we still be gathering together 25 years later? Would half the artistes born 25 years later would rise in status?

Maybe I can’t wait for 25 years later, I could be walking in heaven. Haha.

He left a legacy in the entertainment circle.

Words from his friends

Bryan Wong - The Passing of a Friend

Jack Neo - MC King 走了

Patricia Mok - A Dedication to My Good Friend, MC King

Joanne Peh - MC King

Dasmond Koh - MC King 收

Michelle Tay - Please Tell Me It’s Not True

Yong Mei - 我已经好久没有象今天这样无法控制自己的眼泪。

Ye Limei - MC 我们天堂再见。。再跟你一起讲笑话, MC，真的好想你。。。

Lao Zha Bor - In Memory of MC King - Jimmy Nah

Quan Yi Fong - Good Bye MC King

Hayden - MC King Rest in Peace

Treasure what you have now.

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A friend of mine has a missing cousin. If you have seen her, please help. She was last seen in Malaysia although she entered Singapore on 24 Dec 2007.

Name : Ding Sook Feng
Age : 29
Height : 1.6m
Others : Fair, shoulder length hair.

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I’m hoping that she’ll be found soon as she is said to be emotionally unstable as she hadn’t been taking her medication for 2 weeks and has a history of depression.

Update: She has been found. Thank goodness.

I have finally received the Christmas card from Thiru. After I discovered that I have emailed the wrong street number. Must have been induced by poor sleep. As the card had been sent on the way, there was no choice but to wait. Thank god that there is no such street number here.
Now, here’s the card that will never be sold in Singapore.

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Thank you Thiru! As an afterthought, I’ve been using too many e-cards. A card in its physical form used to be fun for me, be it sending or receiving. Now, where did I put my mailing list of my friends?

I’ve been asked way too many times and I feel it’s never too good to ask people such a question. My colleagues were talking about marriage during lunch and they touched on “When is your turn?” topic. With lots of red bombs these few months, I’ve been asked this question numerous times. The last time I was asked, the relationship ended. So, if you want me to get married, don’t ask me.

Call me pandang or superstitious but if you do care about your friends, don’t ask them such a question if you expect the couples to get married. Let the river flow and your friends will be grateful for being thoughtful and feel happier attending the events.

My muse is playing hide and seek with me these days. Or has it been weeks? Perhaps. I haven’t been exactly blogging about quality posts. Just ranting or rambling on abut things that doesn’t concern me. Well, weddings do concern me except that I’m only the supporting role and why the heck do I even get blue when all I have to do is to delay the groom?

Perhaps I feel restricted that I may not be able to even play some games because it’s actually a pity to have a fallout with the bride when it’s just some game that shouldn’t even hurt anyone. Having known the bride for years, the morning pranks or activities is obviously simple. Ask for a huge red packet / ang bao and get it done with. No torturing the groom to go through the process of sour, sweet, bitter or spicy.

No asking the groom to sing diabetic sweet songs to serenade the bride. No asking the groom to shout from that basketball court more than 200 metres away to declare loudly “I LOVE <insert bride’s name>!” 3 times. Basically, no asking the groom to do anything because the bride has already made it so easy for him by telling us not to be too exaggerating which I don’t know how to define exaggeration in her terms.

So, this would be the most boring simple event that doesn’t tire everyone out.

Ok, this is truly a rant or some venting on my part. I just want the morning highlights to be fun for the guests who won’t be in it. I guess I’ll follow her rules. It ain’t worth losing a friendship over with anyway.