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its been so long since i last blogged.

so many things happen-ded already.

victoria is turning nineteen months in a few days time BUT she still can’t address us papa and mama (i think she just playing hard-to-get)

my girlfriend gave brith her 2nd child, which me extremely gian sia…shall get my ‘gd fren’ to try harder kekeke…and

i fell in love again…

heh heh i know what you all thinking…i did! i fell in love with Rick Price….ahhh…return to my main profile page to enjoy the experience with me. careful! it may just bring you back to secondary school days with boy/girl waiting for you at the bus stop.

every song has its story, i bet you have one of those too. be it ‘love in the first degree’, ‘electric youth’ or ‘right here waiting’ OR the ultra ‘let’s go baby, let’s go baby c’mon….’ they say something. i’ll never forget my primary school days when i dance to the hippiest ‘electric youth’ and then a pom pom dance with super colourful blouse to ‘oh mickey you’re so fine, you’re so fine you blow my mind, Hey mickey!’ debbie gibson later became cover girl in PlayBoy magazine. sigh…she was my heroine then.

anyway…recently Art Central featured some local films. one of them is Art Of Flirting. the show’s very slow, show a couple talking, talking and talking. its shot in a way as if we’re peeping and eavedropping from aside, ok lah quite fun…for a while only tho! apparenntly the girl’s interviewing the guy then fell in love. or so my-newly-aquainted film maker friend told me.

one part i remember, not word for word but something like that –>

guy said: i’ve always love Rick Price ‘if you were my baby’

girl ask: oh would you like to sing for me?

guy replied: oh no no i’ll only sing to the one i love

and then i sian already so i flipped channel. in between i return to ‘flirting’ and saw the couple in the show walking around botanic gradens, roll on grass, walk around the holland village cold storage, got hold hand and look lovey and all…cut the story short, i flipped channel again and return back to arts central and manage to catch the ending. the girl called the guy on the phone and it seem that he breaking up with her but she doesn’t seem to know it. its not the ch8 kinda drama drama thing. it ended with the girl calling the guy and then sort of realise that he doesn’t wanna be her anymore. she didn’t cry like ch8 lah, she’s all cool about it, she looked sad enough for me and then got those flash back moments and THAT’S WHEN IT HAPPEN!

one of the flash back showing the girl sitting in a cafe and he actually sang ‘…i’d never be lonely, if you were my only love, if you were my baby…’ i thought ‘ey…not bad the guy can sing’

the next day, when i was going home, i always listent to the radio and a listener made a dedication with that song. at the end of the song he dedication messgae was ‘hope you will go out with me someday’ that’s my very first time hearing that sung by rick price and then that’s when I FELL IN LOVE…

its so old school…the song reminded me of…of course, a boy in my secondary school. no he didn’t dedicate that song to me or sung to me. i didn’t know tat song til now! he’s the head prefect, tall, not sure about the bods(last time duno how to appreciate yet) somemore he band major, steady bom peepee in schoolwork but a quiet character.

wonder how many of my secondary friends are in my friendster link. they see this they sure laugh at me sia…

we didn’t get to talk much in school, not until our final year, we got something like a party, or a uniform group thingy and i think our bithday are either on the same date or very close cuz there’s picture of the 2 of us kena thrown flour at. strangely, we manage a picture together in that mess. i think he’s quite hot in school with quite a ot of girls liking him. i just admire him from afar *blush* so shy heh heh…

i can’t find him on friendsters. there’re like one million people with his name PLUS i dun remember his surname. i only remember his face, his tiny eyes and his botak head. when we left the school, i duno if we did exchange contacts. i received something like a letter from him later to tell me he has moved to a new address or phone change no. at the end, we didn’t keep in touch.

will it have made a difference if i kept the letter? or even is there actually a letter from him. aiya! why no hp or friensters that time.

i wish him well.

for YOU, if you confirm you know that its YOU, the botak BAND MAJOR.

from ME, the 16 yrs old dark dark short hair GIRL GUIDE (and rick price too)

for you too…

*guitar strum strum…*

I could dream my life away
What would I care anyway
It’d be so fine
If you were my baby

                       I’d be walking ten feet tall
                       With your love, boy
                       Why should I worry at all
                       If you were my baby

I’d never be lonely
If you were my only love
If you were my baby
I’d take my last breath
Before I would let you go
And I promise I’d love you forever and ever
If you were my baby

                        We’d go walking late at night
                        Count the starts up in the sky
                        Just you and me
                        If you were my baby

Stop to kiss under a tree
Listen to the sound of the whispering breeze
If you were my baby

                           I’d never be lonely
                           If you were my only love
                           If you were my baby
                           I’d take my last breath
                           Before I would let you go
                           And I promise I’d love you forever and ever
                           If you were my baby

Oh, how wonderful life would be
If you’d give your love to me
Just to hold you endlessly
Is all I’d ever need

IF you were my baby…

nobody would believe me, this is my first time initiating a meeting at starbucks!! most of the time is people date/force/pull/push me there. thinking more of convenience, i arranged a meeting there with a friend. and surprise surprise, i finally found something like with no coffee. for those who dun know, coffee make me dizzy! 

but hor now, after a day of that fantastic chocolate thing, i forgot the name!!!

and as you can see, i’m really there for a meeting..can see the script ha ha ha…oh watch people, i’m opening audition sooon!!

oh by the way, starbucks so expensive leh, my cup hor is $6.90!! how can there always be full of people in there?! and i must say its a little too noisy for some intimate tete-a-tete between lovers. got talking lah, got house music doom doom doom lah, got machine scha scha scah lah, got repeated order lah ‘SIR, I REPEAT YOUR ORDER! ONE FRAPPACINO WITH EXTRA WHIP CREAM, ONE CHEESE CAKE, 2 COOKIES AND…’ wah piang like that everyone also know he fat is because of what liao. i keep thinking the other table girls are listening to my conversation with me friend cuz we’re not using talking volume ha ha…

oh well…i’ve fallen in to the coffee culture too. yikes…better watch the money, they also provide NETS service there also *faint*

victoria latest love…BUBBLES!!

this picture is quite ugly i must say but she very cute lah ha ha ha

the pink bottle in her hands are bubbles, incase non-parents dunno what’s that…heh heh got whistle somemore!

everyweek, my office wil be cracking our brains, thinking how to entertain our Tuesday gang in our church. we have started a members fellowship recently and had quite a lot of fun. 2 days ago, we experiment PIZZA MAKING, some of them have never even tasted pizza before heh heh heh…we had fun and they love the new taste.

while thinking for more activities, i found something rare in my mr motor man’s collection…

we tried playing a little while and it got very boring, cuz quite aimless leh, not much challege too. jus needa get a piece that match the last piece, like that lor…did we play wrongly? can someone please tell me how to play domino ;-/

children never lie about their feeling. when they are hungry, they complain, when they kena bully, they complain, when someone else kena bully, they ALSO complain and when they say they like you…they really mean what they say. i have received little notes and present  saying ‘i love you teacher jasmine’, ‘next time i want to come to you camp again’…awww…my heart melt. when it come to school work is another set of story liao. some are terrible terrible, some are good good. but when i see them as a child, they are still jus a child whether their result is band1 or band25.

together with my sister, i brought my class out for a little outing to toa payoh (library, macdonald and safra playground…one of them thought we going Safari see animal hur hur hur…) when they play, they dun needa know what’s the total area of the playground is or the perimeter of the filet-o-fish box, they jus eat and play! everytime they ran pass me in a tunnel they’ll wave and ‘teacher jasmine, hi!’ or ’see me!’ when i respond back they’ll be so happy. which remind some of us how important encouraging words or action was to us when we’re in school and how torn we are when we kena ‘dog blood pour over our head’.

i just pray for the kids that one day they will be somebody that’s not just a mr-know-all or miss-clever but someone that makes a different to another person’s life…in a good way lah.

so encourage a child today!

let me bring you to my favourite place to eat all the yummy-garlicky,lemak lemak stuff ALL UNDER ONE ROOF…ohoh and the tastiest-just-nice-teh-ice!! Qi Ji! if i read it correctly, QiJi either mean Miracle in mandarin or just Qi Ji the shop name. i prefer Miracle cuz its MIRACLE to have such yummy food there! i even had an accident in the Changi Hospital Qiji!

my dad was sent into Changi Hosptial A&E one day and i found a QiJi there, so i decided while waiting, i shall go pig out!! it was a long wait and then finally, my turn, so i start piling up my usual (as seen in the picture, yes, i can really finish them all by myself, alone!) and then balancing them on a tray and walked to an empty seat next to someone and THEN….SHHHPIANG! it all started with the teh-ice then the laksa and the popiah ALL TOPPLE ONTO THE TABLES, CHAIR AND FLOOR AND nothing splat on me! how rare ha ha ha…its quite a colouful sight too…the people are so nice they didn’t even scold me or ‘aiyah’ or ‘tsk’ me, they jus say, sit sit, we bring you the same thing!!! i want to cry with gratitute (obviously i didn’t and i was more like sniggering inside). i wrote them a comendation email (so rare also cuz usually i only THINK i wanna do it and i NEVER do it) but hor they DIDNT reply me…che…

so that’s a Qi Ji for me in Qi Ji…join me next time, but buy your own set, no sharing allowed ;p

welcome to Feverland…aka my home. everyone rotate to have fever i wonder how to stop the cycle man…

Victoria’s turn to have fever. and when she get one, she make sure she reach the highest temperature all the time. latest new height 39.9c, a little behind the previous bout of heat of 41.2c. Thannkfully this time she didn’t go into the drowsy mode which really freaks me. and she’s always smiling walking around with her tiny handbag, watching her favourite Hi-5, drinking water…gerneally she’s good but she’s just HOT HOT HOT…

waited patiently for 3 days but still no improvement. jus brough her to Thomson hospital. i simply love their almost-no-queue crowd plus its a hospital. but of course you pay more then your downstairs clinic but i cut the queue time by almost 75% of KK hospital.

so there she was, waiting and she’s happily playing peekaboo and finally HER TURN! she was clam when we’re in, sitting on my lap and the doc start to check her, DRAMA BEGIN!!! here heartbeat, listen to lungs, dig dig her mouth…all these were done with her screaming and crying and twisting and turning and i also think her fever gone up even more because of the trauma…

now she’s peacefully sleeping after her does of ‘may cause drowsiness’ medicine and thank god, her fever has gone down with a strong Nurofen…

but hot she sleep halfway will open her eyes!!! ahh so scary! wonder if she’s looking around or just dowsy in and drowsy out…

get well soon, baby!

once again…food are NOT to be left alone…motorman and i stole some time to park-tor. so we romantically rode on the vavavoom machine up the neverending-swirling mount faber. very quicly, with his oh-so-powerful bike (or so he said proudly), we reached the somewhere in the secluded mountain (ha ha ha i can hear laughing…jasmine call that the mountain!) ANYWAY tat’s not my point now. my point is THERE’S A BUFFET STEAMBOAT RESTAURANT a the top!!

i love steamboat and even better, BUFFET eat eat eat all you can…

but sad to say, my dear motorman got a ’standby call’ from office, so we gotta eat super fast speed incase they say ‘motorman, come back to work!’ then we sian big time. so we fast fast…and then, ey! not bad we manage to finish with NO call back!! whoohooo…

thought that was my best steamboat…the next day i buy a friend ANOTHER steamboat dinner. this time i venture to one of the china steamboat jus below my office. to my surprise, IT FANTASTIC! and its cheaper and convenient and no need clim mountain and I DIDN’T TAKE ANY PICTURE TO SHOW YOU!!! ahhhh… greatest regret….and the people there so nice, all the time.

please come to No.81 Geylang Road for nice nice giamgiam, la-la steamboat…oh oh not only their raw food free flow, they have ready made side dish ALSO FREE FLOW!! and its nice handmade stuff. nice sia….shall go again soon.

i just can NEVER EVER leave food alone on the table. they need me! they need me to bring out the best in them!!

i mean look at this…

they are warm

they are soft

they are superlicious!!!!!

then again, maybe i was just hungry  hur hur hur…prego’s bread taste better than their pasta.

thanks patty! happy birthday!

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