f.r.e.e.

i found something to love about my office.

the air-conditioner.

the weather these few days has been ridiculously hot. so hot, so humid, and so stuffy, it's almost suffocating. the temperature outside seems to be a wee bit cooler than inside the house, which basically stinks for me, knowing how much i hate going out. okay, my own problem.

a nice cone of Ben & Jerry's cookie dough would've done the trick, but free-scoop-day just had to be on a tuesday afternoon.

this was taken on last year's free-scoop-day.


this year, all i could have was this.


the image of it.

speaking of free stuffs, Coldplay released their new single, Violet Hill, off their album Viva La Vida or Death and all His Friends for free downloading on their website. one week only!

a new album would mean a new(tiny little) chance of them coming back down to singapore for a third concert. in fact, bring Travis along. have a reunion concert here all over again. do it, blokes. i'm there.

short fingers crossed.

TGILD this thursday.

elementary, my dear watson.

everytime a plane flies over my workplace, i dont hear a thing but the ground beneath my feet vibrates. it's like a miniscule earthquake that happens every half an hour. ten points for guessing where my office is located near to. just act like you really needed that ten points.

here's a little view from the restroom area in the office.


well, it's secluded enough.



more clues?

also, over lunch, a lovely colleague of mine asked me if i was pure chinese. that makes her the 105th person to think that way. i'm really as chinese as it gets. three of my grandparents were from china. i'm as yellow-skinned as the simpsons(which is an honour). ...or maybe it's time to sit down with my parents to find out the cold, hard truth. was i or was i not, picked up from the thrashbin near our home?

in other news, my graduation gown arrived on thursday. honestly speaking, i wouldnt call me making it to graduation a miracle like some of my friends do. it's really more like a mystery. but as always, some mysteries are meant to be left unsolved.

case closed.

see you later, elevator.

i flipped through an old photoalbum today.

look, i know gwen stefani's really cool and all that...


but look who originated stripes, prints and a quirky pair of shades?
that's right, i aint no hollaback girl.

anyway.

after much anticipation, the lift by my house is done.

our lift is done. yes, our lift.

i know my excitement has been puzzling to a few people but they dont understand. having "our own lift" was something that anna and i had been wishing for since we were kids. sure, we had wanted an internal one then, but hey, a decade later, this really is good enough. and for it to be only 15 steps away from my doorstep is just a gift.

two nights ago, i passed anna a box of egg tarts through the lift. only, the box took a solo trip down, leaving anna to retrieve it out of the lift safely when the liftdoor opened on her level. wow, this is like a dream come true. screw a trip around the world. this is waaay better.

okay i kid.

me and my partner-in-crime...

...wishing for an internal elevator.

not a quitter.... well, not yet.

okay.

ouch, by the way.

this really should've been a two-parter.

the week's been unbelievably horrible. horrible.

it was monday morning and my room started to spin around me at a high speed. it felt as though i was sitting in one of those spinning tea-cups at carnivals. what made it worse was that the giddiness elevated everytime i tried to lie down. *beeeeeep* lying down actually made it worse. and then the pukes came. incessantly. bloody nuisance.

oddly enough, the family doctor whom i've been seeing for 18 years was on leave that day. it was the first time i've actually seen him on leave. 18 years of my life. yes, the odds. i stared at the needle the replacement doctor jabbed into my left deltoid. it felt good. a fetish for needles, maybe. i liked it.

now my deltoid however, is seemingly bruised. right now. i read somewhere that it's normal to get bruises after a jab because it probably went through a blood capillary or something. but it sure looks diseased.

look, even my BCG's turned yellow.

i apologise for the disgusting image. sorry.

i felt better on wednesday afternoon but the bloody nuisance came back to haunt me by nightfall. it's like it went on a lunch and dinner break. if it was a thing, i would've murdered it. in cold blood.

and then i was late for my first day of work on thursday because the transport that my recruitment agency told me to wait for didnt even show up. turns out, they actually made me wait for a bus that has stopped transporting workers for aeons. when i tried to call the bus driver whose number the agent gave to me, it wasnt even in use anymore. great stuff there. great impression.

work. to put it simply, i hate my temp job. dont get me wrong. my colleagues are pretty nice and friendly people. yes, that i dare say. but i think they all innocently thought that i was actually an accountancy diploma holder or something because i've been tossed real accountancy and more.

look, if there's one thing that they should know, POA was that one subject that i scored a D7 for during my 'O' levels. which was why i swore never to do accounting ever again.

i really should've been interviewed.

2.5 months more to go. i'm really, honestly, truthfully, un-exaggeratingly dreading monday. this is SIP all over again. damn it. what i'm really looking forward to is JULY. but what's really getting on my nerves is this fever that i'm dealing with right now. my voice is gone and my nose is wearing Adidas. impossible is nothing, huh? bloody nuisance.

ok tonight, i tried to play scrabble.

great letters.


i got rid of the "R" and the "O" and this is what i got in return.


i really must've offended someone who probably knows voodoo. look, i'm really sorry okay? whoever you are. really. please just stop. okay, how much do you want? a dollar? a googillion bucks?

oh look, it's sunday already.

SOMEBODY WHACK ME, PLEASE! KNOCK ME OUT!

The Breakfast Club

"They only met once, but it changed their lives forever."


i managed to catch this today, 23 years after it's release.

now this is old school. for real.
who the hell goes to detention for 8 hours and 54 minutes?


Don't You Forget About Me- Simple Minds

but i loved it. :)

The Bucket List

before i caught this movie, i had absolutely no idea what the story was about, and normally, i wouldnt watch a movie that i didnt have a clue about. much to my joy, the movie was simply enjoyable. a simple idea carrying a message so simple: live your life to the fullest. literally.

as i sat there in that cinema watching those two dying old men complete their different tasks(big and small) on that list, i felt a tad bit of shame and envy altogether. sure, it's only a movie. and i dont speak for everyone, but i think somehow, one way or another, most of us are guilty of not having lived our lives to the fullest. at least up til now, we havent.

it's a bit of a shame, isnt it? here we stand, healthy and strong, with decades left to live, but we're not ready. so the question is, do we really have to wait til we're dying to actually live the remainder of our lives to the fullest?

and then comes the envy. with everything, comes money. and with money, comes restrictions. truth is, the reason many of us havent had the chance to "live our lives" is because we simply dont have the privilege to.

but i remembered something the author, Elizabeth Gilbert, had said on Oprah today. "You are the hero to your own life's journey." how very true. if that works, maybe the simplest things in life fulfills us. maybe.

maybe everyone should own a bucket list. i have one. to many of us, it's probably a list of things that we know we would never be able to do, but at least it's a list of things that we dare to dream of doing in this lifetime.

who knows? maybe one day we'd actually be able to do those things.


Say- John Mayer (The Bucket List)

way before we kick the bucket, hopefully.

tagged by annaballerina.

so here goes...

Part 1: On The Outside
Name: Swee Hoon
D.O.B: 27 Dec 1988
Current Status: single
Eye Colour: black
Hair Colour: black. brown under the sunlight.
Righty Or Lefty: righty.

Part 2 : On The Inside
Your heritage: very chinese(with Suatao and Hainan Island). and a little bit of a peranakan. but mostly, i like to think that i'm filipino.
Your fears: dolls. wax figurines. hearing teenagers use the word, "emo". crowds. losing the people i love. my future.
Your weakness: chocolates. subway. youtube.

Part 3: Yesterday, Today & Tomorrow
Your thoughts 1st waking up: 5 minutes more.
Your Bedtime: 3 to 4am.
Your most missed memory: when life couldnt get any simpler.

Part 4: Your Pick
Pepsi Or Coke: hm. coke...light.
MacDonald's Or Burger King: macdonald's i guess.
Single Or Group Dates: single for sure.
Adidas Or Nike: adidas.
Lipton Tea Or Nestea: lipton.
Chocolate Or Vanilla: chocolate by a mile.
Cappuccino Or Coffee: mocha?

Part 5: Do You?
Smoke: never.
Curse: *beep* this.
Drink: nope.

Part 6: In the past month
Drank Alcohol: nope. iced-milo, i had aplenty.
Gone to the mall: yes. with an empty wallet.
Been on stage: nope.
Eaten Sushi: never had one. heh.
Dyed hair: nope.

Part 7: Have You Ever?
Played a stripping game: nope.
Changed who you were to fit in: fortunately for me, i think my friends accept me for who i am. ...or maybe that's only what i think. never mind. ignorance is bliss.

Part 8: Age
You are hoping to be married: 20. wait, that's this december? ok, 26.

Part 9: In a Guy Or Girl
Best Guy Eye Colour: as long as i can see his soul through those windows. okay, too much.
Hair colour: decent enough is fine.
Short Or Long Hair: short. for sure.

Part 10: What were you doing?
1 min ago: this.
1 hour ago: freaking out because i thought my mp3 had been corrupted.
1 mth ago: trying to accept the fact that i was really done with school.
1 yr ago: embarking on a journey that ended up haunting me for the next 8-months.

Part 11: Finish the sentence.
Love: is a battlefield.
Feel: like pooping.
Miss: the times when "emo" wasnt actually a word.
Hate: thinking about my future.
Need: to accept.

Part 12: Tag 5 people!
anyone who's reading this can do it. :)

the sms.

about 20 minutes ago, i received a text message from one of my girl-friends whom i had met earlier tonight.

her: hellos. jus askin...wht do you actually think abt me? do u think we wld be happy tgt?
me: um, no? wth is that? haha
her: huh actually.. i think i kinda like you. dun tell XXX(another one of our girl-friends).

hmm.

me: haha eh you drunk ah
her: no la...really. i think i'm falling for you. wanted to say this just now but didnt have the guts to.

uh-huh.

me: oh okay. i think i'm falling for you too. falling down. HAPPY APRIL FOOLS BITCH. whee.
her: HAHA idiot. bt i think quite fun lol. you fell for it right! HAPPY APRIL FOOLS lol!

first "straight" prank of the day.
haha.

stupid april fools.