Something not too bright.

I realised I get a couple of conscious (no I'm not drunk all the time)idea from just replying my friends' blog.

Below is something I comment about how women like equality at work while fussing themselves over someone not giving their seats up or opening the door for them.

Comments?

"same question that bothered me for years since I first started to date!

From sources (several), somehow I figured that it's not the part of letting a female take the seat which plays the mind of a female. Rather, the very primitive female instinct of attraction to a male who is willing and able to withstand that little hardship & (of course) sacrifice to make her a wee bit more comfortable.

Might not articulate this in the most politically correct or acute way... but the very conduct of not performing the main stream 'gentlemanly' gesture makes a girl feel less important and (certainly) less attractive somehow. So really it's not anything otherwise than personal."

戲說乾隆

問情



來生再續緣



I just realised that I used to have a teenage crush on 趙雅芝.

*blush* hee.











and she still looks good at 53. *wink*

不能说的秘密

I'm no big fan of Jay Chou but this song brought back some incredible memories. Of people whom I had shared something very special with. I suppose even when things didn't work out, I cannot deny that I did and probably still do love them in my own ways.

Who are we mortals to decide who we shall or shall not love but embrace the sweet dew of memories.

最美的不是下雨天
是曾與你躲過雨的屋檐



词:方文山 曲:周杰伦

冷咖啡離開了杯墊
我忍住的情緒在很後面
拼命想挽回的從前
在我臉上依舊清晰可見

最美的不是下雨天
是曾與你躲過雨的屋檐(oh~~)
回憶的畫面
在蕩著秋千 夢開始不甜

你說把愛漸漸放下會走更遠
又何必去改變 你說過的誓言
你用你的指尖 指示我說再見
想象你在身邊 在完全失去之前

你說把愛漸漸 放下會走更遠
或許命運的簽 只讓我們遇見
只讓我們相戀 這一季的秋天
飄落後才發現 這幸福的碎片
要我怎麼撿

and here's the MP3

Something I posted elsewhere that trigger all that above:

"The essential difference between men and women I suppose we don't usually like the word respect in such circumstances. It slice. Not that we deem it to correct to hang on to things rather, having a relationship ended does not factually transient us into a stage of harsh denial that affection ever did exist.

Many of us would still like to demonstrate that affection to that special another in our own ways. The respect we have (in our mysterious mind codings)was one with regards to the special relationship we once shared and not merely mutually for each other."

Why I fired my Secretary

This is kind of a repeated circulation but I suppose it serve as a decent indication to someone. YOU know who you are you bastard! =P


Last week was my birthday and I didn't feel very well waking up on that morning. I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my wife would be pleasant and say, 'Happy Birthday!', and possibly have a small present for me.

As it turned out, she barely said good morning,let alone 'Happy Birthday.'
I thought... Well, that's marriage for you, but the kids.... They will remember.
My kids came bounding down stairs to breakfast and didn't say a word. So when I left for the office, I felt pretty low and somewhat despondent.

As I walked into my office, my secretary Jane said, 'Good Morning Boss, and by the way Happy Birthday ! ' It felt a little better that at least someone had remembered.
I worked until one o'clock , when Jane knocked on my door and said, 'You know, It's such a beautiful day outside, and it is your Birthday,what do you say we go out to lunch, just you and me.'

I said, 'Thanks, Jane, that's the greatest thing I've heard all day. Let's go !'
We went to lunch. But we didn't go where we normally would go. She chose instead a quite bistro with a private table. We had two martinis each and I enjoyed the meal tremendously. On the way back to the office, Jane said, 'You know, It's such a beautiful day... We don't need to go straight back to the office, Do We ?'

I responded, 'I guess not. What do you have in mind ?'
She said, 'Let's drop by my apartment, it's just around the corner.'
After arriving at her apartment, Jane turned to me and said, 'Boss, if you don't mind, I'm going to step into the bedroom for just a moment. I'll be right back.'
'Ok.' I nervously replied.

She went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes,she came out carrying a huge birthday cake ...




Followed by my wife,

my kids,

and dozens of my friends

and co-workers,

all singing 'Happy Birthday'.
And I just sat there...
On the couch...



Naked.

Wedding Woos

I've got Yolanda's engagement party due sometime end December before she flies off with Josh to good old NYC and Yianlin's (whom ROM I missed) dinner end Jan'08.

Problem: I've to do a summer unit on ADR between the 2 important dates.

Life is unfortunately not a fairytale and even I work my sleeping hours off, I am not going to afford 2 flight tickets back home.

These are some of the 2 best girlfriends I had in Singapore. To the many extend that they never did mind the way I am (in particular my manners with girls :P) and got their boys to meet me. Many random happy memories roaming my mind now and I just missed them.

Anyhow, I'm shoving the decision on which to attend till after the exams. Yes dearies... I am as usual that random and don't tell me you girls don't like surprises!

Hobart 0230hrs

Woke up to do my criminal readings but it's just not happening. So me just took a chick test thingy which I ripped off a friend.

SO WHAT IS YOUR LOVE LANGUAGE??

Well apparently my profile result works out to be:

Score Love Language
6 Words of Affirmation
10 Quality Time
4 Receiving of Gifts
5 Acts of Service
5 Physical Touch


Now.. how does that interpret works:

Your highest score indicates your primary love language. Your second highest score indicates your secondary love language. If two scores are identical, you are bilingual (you have two primary love languages). If the scores of your primary and your secondary language are close (for example, 10 & 9 respectfully), it indicates both are important to you. Whatever a significant other does to express love in either of these languages will get emotional points with you.

The highest possible score for any language is 12.

Having a clear picture of your primary & secondary love languages will explain much of your past behavior Think back over the past and ask yourself "What have I most often requested from significant others?" Chances are your answer will lie within the scope of your primary & secondary love languages. You have been requesting that which would meet your deepest need for emotional love.

For those who know me probably find the above application on me real hard to belief. *lol* I do have a flamboyant lifestyle (understatement) but yes, I do need so much time with her and afforded her (to which I believe she agrees) every minute I could possibly save up.

*stretch*

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Now.. Something for Jassie dear.

The Tasmanian Whisky I was talking about? Here are some information links and apparently, according to the source here, they have been in the market for a long long time. They are just not usually exported anywhere, including interstates, due to low production level or some weird reasons.

THE TASMANIAN DISTILLERY
These are priced along the range of Macallan in local bottle shop and I hope they tasted the price! Anyhow, I missed out the last bottle of Macallan 12 years going at A$69. Damn. *sulk* I also want that free gift.

LARK DISTILLERY
Oh they are the ones with very interesting blends like Bush Whisky! Shall steal some to taste from the restuarant! =P

Anyhow...

It took the locals forever to decide to allow export of Tasmanian abalone and oysters to the other states and when they did, they sold everything they got. To the extend, locals here have to IMPORT from Victoria their own oysters for consumption!

Having said that, once you tried the tassie oysters... no other oysters are close in caparisons after.