Chinese New Year

Happi Chinese New Year to ALL~!!!

Rules:
1) Do not sweep the house on the first day of CNY.
2) Do not display any means of sharp objects around, e.g. scissors.
3) Do not swear/harsh words.
4) Do not wash your hair during CNY.
5) Wear red, if possible, add some gold colour onto the outfit.
6) Get more angpows!

Luv,
ICYMINT @-',---

The Balancing Act

Once in a circus, a clown picks up a long pole, walks up to the end of the tower with the pole held horizontically, with his right foot out.. and slowly.. puts his first step on the 3cm broad rope. He took a deep breath, held it for a moment before letting it go. He takes another deep breath, this time, held it in his lungs. The clown takes up his other left foot... and puts it in front of his right foot, enclosing the gap between his feet. His hand held tightly onto the pole. He told himself again and again to never look down. He never looks down. It's been a habit that he tries to remind himself over the times. He walks on the rope, trying to get to the other end, with his feet racing with one another trying to be the first foot on the rope. Don't look down, don't look down, he tries to tell himself, it's nearer now. The second tower still seems far away. He stops for a moment. The rope is swaying a little bit. He held his pole tighter with one of the end held higher than the other to get his balance. The swaying slows down. He continues his journey... to the other tower. Do NOT look down, he scolds himself. Although there are safety precautions on hanging a big wide net underneath the long ropes, between the two towers taken by the circus management, he tries to imagine the worst. The clown broaden his feet gap, making his steps bigger, making his steps quicker to the other side. I'm near.. I'm reaching.. he thinks to himself, focusing. As he puts his left foot onto the other tower, finally, I reached. With both feet on the platform, he turns to the blank audience, and bowed.

Ironically,

Once in a house, I picked up a rag cloth, walks up near the round thigh-high chair situated next to a round stool chest-high, with the rag cletched tightly in my fist. I took a deep breath, and puts out my right foot on the stool. I let my right leg's calf muscle to pull my body up. My hands opened widely to balance myself while on the way up. I know my right leg is stronger than my left leg. I took another deep breath. Puts my right foot on the high stool, again with the elp of my calf muscle, i help myself up. The stool shook a little. I streatched my arms again to take the balance. Once i get used to the left & right sway, I started to turn myself to face the grilled-window. And my hand with the rag starts to go up and down parallel with the designs of the window grill... when I'm finished, I turn... and heard a voice,
"Hey, you've missed a spot there!!!"

P/S: Feliz 'Primavera Limpiar'!!!
Happy Spring Cleaning!!!

Gurls' N!T3 OuT

My day started in the evening. Had a wonderful chat in MSN with one of my close pal, SookMing, talking about who came back, who kept in touch, and who doesn't, and suddenly it just pops in my head to go yamcha with them all. We got exhited, ok, well, it was I got exhited, and we started calling up those who we think might be able to make it. So we called up about 6-7 gals.

Who : 6-7 CBM girls
When : 9.30pm
Where : Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf at Autocity, Pg

As usual, my Wednesday of 5-7pm s my sports hour. I never mention this in my previous posts as i never had the chance.. (truth is, i'm lazy). Well, anyway, I don't know what's gotten into me today as my stamina don't stand long as usual. I got tired pretty quick for my usual stance. Not like me at all. Might be the heat. Those alluminium rolled-up doors really kept the warmth in the badminton hall even though it is sheltered with high ceilings and well exhaust fans. It must be it, the alluminium trap the heat in the hall. It felt just like sauna.. hot and steamy! (hehe.. minus the steamy or else it looks like ******)

Went straight back home for dinner and found out tat Mom do not plan to cook. Had a teochew dinner in town after a few jefty suggestions. Rushed back to get in time with the girls later. I am so exhited. I haven't met LYT & JAT since Form5!

Reached at 9.30pm but none of them was there yet. I guess I was early. Luckily i brought my paperback to accompany me while waiting.. Sweet called in just the right time, cuz i was so not into the content of the book. On one eyeball, I kept reading the same page over & over again, as the other eyeball are scanning for my frens.. Later, those girls just appear from nowhere and poof! right in front of me. Miracles happens.

SM, PY, YT, HC. All my old frens.. PY just came back from Aus for a 1 month hols while YT, also came back from Aus, are looking for a job. Both graduated... unlike me... still an undergrad. Huu..huu..huu.. Having a chat over coffee are always a nice time to hangout. The only thing missing is the breeze. Sigh... We teased each other verbally just about everything.. mostly focus on PY's new Aussie bf. Hahaha! And the orange-coloured perfetly-round insignificantly-low moon. Oh yeah, we cover all the aspects of the Zen-Art-of-Conversation, studies, jobs, bf, lost fren, coffees, pay dutch, and of course, the weather. Paradoxically, actually.

Sigh... might as well focus on tommorow's lunch appointment with Datin Cheong... then ShOPPinG at Pacific~!!

Back with Junkmails

After months of idling, finally.. I'm BACK~

I'm back. I'm back. I'm back. I'm back with a whole lots stories to bable.

I've left alot of things idled.. my blog... my friendster.. and most importantly.. my e-mails! So don't be surprise when I haven't read some of your mails mailed to me like 1 month ago~

So now, I'm currently blogging back my style while checking junkmails. Yes, I do read junkmails. They are a colour to my inboxes! Categories of exquisite places of interest; rare pictures; photos of celebrities and X-posed celebs; friendship/love poems; jokes, more lame jokes; precaution emails abt sex assults, rapist, police, etc.; sex stories/pics (c'mon, be open-minded); sexy ladies with revealing outfits (not that I mind though, but I prefer sexy men pics), what else that I've missed?

I can accept all those as to entertain my life when i am either

1. bored;
2. having my meals in front of my pc;
3. very very bored.

But, some junks that I can't accept is

• Pics of babies, especially FAT "ADORABLE" BABIES that look like the icon of Michelin;
• Yes, pictures of animals are cute... but NOT in FORCED mode. An accidental shot of one of those cutie pies are enough to make my day;
• No more adobe-photoshopped fat babies being made looking like Doreamon;
• Gory pics of how abortions are done which those featus are compared with the size of a cent.

Anyway, time to foward foward foward junkies.

By the way, I've filtered my mails. I'll just be fowarding those which I think is really really nice. To those who are my "victims", all i can say is... ENJOY~