April 27, 2009

something's cooking

That will be me. I'm practically browning whenever I go out to work these past few weeks. My face feels like a prata. Starting out plump and white, then flat, oily and with some brown (red will be more accurate) crispy spots here and there.

I had started whining and I stopped. Because talking unnecessarily just adds heat to my body temp and it's truly disgusting to move about when your skin is feeling not dry, but sticky.

When is this heat gonna go away?

xxx

That will still be me. I'm frying up a paradise. Fried Rice Paradise. I think it came from a song somewhere... Dick Lee, wasn't it?

Because I got too bored and sick of eating the not-exciting-anymore hawker food for lunch, and some dinners. And I have always liked fried rice. It's quick to eat, simple but yet, (if you cook it right) it is a well-balanced meal. And well, honestly, it's one of the few dishes that (I think) I can cook quite well. And, save money sia!

2 dishes + soup + rice? Emman will be your man. Or my mum. Me? I can only cook all-in-one dishes. Like, soups, spaghetti and fried rice.

Today, I'm serving Korean Kimchi Fried Rice! hahah... inspired by the Korean food stall @ AMK Hub foodcourt.

Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 13:24

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April 24, 2009

one of those conversations...

em: Turtle soup? He ate turtle?
me: Ya... herbal turtle soup. I didn't eat the turtle, just drank the soup.
em: But, turtle?
me: Why are you so concerned that it's a turtle? How about if it's chicken?
em: Chicken is ok... not turtle.
me: How about people who eat monkeys?
em: That's stupid lor...
me: How about people who eat rabbits?
em: Pathetic...
me: How about people who eat deer meat?
em: No lah, I won't eat you, dear.
me: ...
xxx
me: How about people who eat... tiger's penis?
em: Tiger what?
me: Penis. Tiger's penis.
em: They think it will make them strong?
me: Maybe... Maybe elephant's penis.
em: Elephants? Elephant's penis is in front lah, dear...
me: No... Dear, that's not the elephant's penis. That's a trunk. Stop being lame! (rolls around laughing)
em: Lamb? I eat lamb too.
xxx
em: Horses. How about horses?
me: Horses? Ya, people eat horse meat too.
em: Dear, do you get turned on by horses?
me: (What the?!?!?!) What?
em: Some porn always has horses... like women gets turned on by horses...
me: What porn is that? Animal porn? This is getting to be a funny conversation.

Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 12:37

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April 13, 2009

Ich heisse Jancy, komme aus Singapur

I signed up for German language class at The Serangoon CC. Last Sunday was the first lesson.

Love that I'm learning something new, a new language!

The facilitator even prepared a CD-Rom as learning material. We can listen to the dialogue taught for a particular lesson at home and practice.

Every Sunday morning. Moreover, that gives me something to start a Sunday early. Gut, gut...

tschuss!

Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 13:58

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April 09, 2009

holy TV

Honestly, I have nothing against God and his (likely or unlikely) existence.

Honestly, too, I really get very annoyed when I'm anticipating the last few mins of my TV show and then, I get interrupted. Imagine, you had your eyes glued to the TV for a whole episode of CSI. Then, coming to the last few mins when Grisom and his team nabbed the real murderer and the murderer is confessing... something happens and it distracts you from that last few minutes. When you can turn your attention back to the square box, you only see "Executive Producer : Jerry Bruckheimer".

Super pissed, right? There's no closure!!!

That's what happened to me earlier on. The 'something' being two Christians at my door, wanting to ask me my thought about the future (freaking word of the year, isit?!??!). When I declined to answer and in doing so, discouraged them to share with me their thoughts about the future, they wanted to save me by reading some scripture from their Little Black Book. By the time I made it very clear that it's not a good idea to share anything with me, and told them to only come back when Janet is at home, the TV screen is rolling out credits.

Super pissed! There's no closure!!! From my TV, of course!

I think I will take my sis, Jasmine's suggestion. Put up notices outside our door and windows. "The Christian in the house is not at home. In case you want to come back again, knock on that window (arrows pointing to Janet's window)."

Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 11:42

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April 08, 2009

A familiar stranger

Met Florence for dinner earlier, at Junction 8. Saw Desmond having dinner at the foodcourt alone. He didn't see me.

It's a peculiar feeling seeing your ex. It's true what a song depicted - the most familiar stranger. Like meeting an old friend who has made a deep impression on your life but you lost contact with. One that, on impulse, you might want to go up and wave your hand in front of him and say, "Hey! Hi!" But, on better judgement, you would exactly not do that. Because there is, really, nothing left to say beyond the "Hi!".

Would you ask the inconsequential? Like, "How have you been?" or perhaps ask the redundant, like, "So, what are you doing now?" Would you go so far as to suggest keeping in touch and update each other on your latest contact no.? Would you go even further, to reminisce over a dinner someday?

The thing is, what is there to reminisce? Or maybe, it's just better not to because you wouldn't want that familiar stranger to become a friend again. Or maybe, just cos you are scared. Afraid to know how much of the past is still not done with you, even if you are done with it.

Regrets. We all have a couple of those. Just, how far would you dare to look back when you've come this far? Risk. We all take a few doses of that. Just, how sure are you that the black hole of your own past will fail to tempt your future?

I think of GQ... my first boyfriend, now my pretty good friend, still. To a point, I think I will forgive him for all his stupidity and arsed-up acts. Seriously.
I think of Desmond... my second boyfriend, now a familiar stranger. There's really nothing to say beyond a smile, as we had promised each other.
I think of Kay... my only girlfriend, now seemingly a figment of my past. I don't know what really happened and I have accepted that I do not need to know.

Looking forward... I've got to call Emman. I took a raincheck in our conversation to blog about this.

He said he wants a future with me. So, stop talking about a future. The future, my friends, is in the everyday. That's what we agree on. ^^

Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 23:09

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