The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas

Enough said.

Jetoy (joy!)

Ever since the start of time, I've been an avid fan of kitty (and Pig) products, scouring far and wide for momentos to add to my collection. Of course, I have my fair share of Makoto Muramatsu, Hikosen Cara and Hello Kitty products.

Which self respecting kitty fan doesn't?!

But what started out as another outing to Taka has triggered this longing for Jetoy's rendition of cats. In the Princess Choo Choo collection, the cats are refashioned into well known characters such as Marilyn Monroe, Little Red Riding Hood, Cinderella, Mona Lisa etc.. Its just hilarious!

Just in case you're wondering why I'm soooo in love with Jetoy's products, I'll let the pictures do the talking. I just took one glance at the products (displayed near the Hallmark/Precious Moments section) and became instantly hooked.

Stick Insect bought me the note pad because she could see the dilemma I had over payment. And it was after a long and hard battle of walking around in circles before I settled for the note pad because the diary, although alluring, was simply too expensive.

The paper products don't come cheap. The note pad with just plain lined paper costs $9.90. The boxed diaries are waaaay steeper. With colourful printed pages and a hardcover, it costs over $40.

Heart ache but the designs are really so hypnotizing!

Take a look..!!

I will frame the blardy pics after I've used the notepad. Though I forsee that will only be in the far distant future as the note pad is still nestled in its plastic cover and only allowed to be admired safely in my bookcase. Hahaha..

Keep your hands off!

pssst...

Singapore will be holding a tattoo convention at the Singapore Expo in Jan 09. Best of all, THE legendary Chris Garver will be making his way down! Talk about a crowd puller! He's considered one of the best tattoo artists around. And he's blady humble too!

Ink me Chris!! *rolls on floor*

But looking at the kitschy poster, reminds me of the darker, beng-ish side of tattoos that I'd rather not relate to. Hahaha.. Anyway, I hope to go!!!

Full Circle

The year has been a very blessed one. Looking back, I can't help but stretch into a smile. The year is ending with a resounding bang.

Today, the ward had a mini potluck to celebrate christmas as an incentive to all the staff that were scheduled to work on this holiday. Ah Chow and Ah Koh bought us a yummilicious fudge log cake and gave out trinkets, a sign of appreciation for all the hard work we've put in.

Ah Chow was so happy, she threw away all her diet restrictions and ate merrily away. Even emphasizing that Stick Insect was far skinnier then her! She insisted Stick Insect needs to eat more.. yes, that poor starving child. Hahaaha... and later we distributed the unopened snacks to the patients in the ward.

Joy multiplies when shared =)

Look at the spread we had!

Recapping on the past year, memories flood me...

My gastronomic adventures with Stick Insect!

It's so funny how 2 ladies, not exceptionally well endowed can always eat so much every time.

You can imagine me gobbling my food down but frankly, Stick Insect looks like she can only swallow saliva. How can she manage to eat so much?! Hahahaha

St James post audit bash - and F4 (me as monkey)


My swelling Kitty collection!

sooooo cute I can bite myself... heehee..
and you haven't seen all the kitty stuff inside the drawers!

My fave has to be the marilyn kitty notepad at the side =)
it's from a korean brand, Jetoy.


Field Trip to HK and the food...!!!! Slurp!


The pigeon hole of a hotel in HK..!


The ward at night

Working the graveyard shift over around CNY

The bookmarks I made for the special people in my life..

And a little something I made for myself not long after I graduated

Best of all, I have many handmade gifts from people who took the trouble and effort to make something for me.

Of course, there were much more details.. all etched into memory =) some i blogged about, some i keep private, stashed safely away from prying eyes. All equally precious memories in another ongoing chapter of my life.

It's been a blessed year =)

I love Jeff Dunham!!
You should watch all his shows on youtube..
Melvin, Walter, Sweet Daddy D, Bubba, Peanut! Hahahaaha

cherlosophy's playlist

1. Don't Believe in Love (acoustic) - Dido
2. Zombie - The Cranberries
3. Disappear - Beyonce
4. I Don't Want To Go - Avalon
5. The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script
6. Dou Yu - Yuan Wei Jue Xing
7. Ai Ni Ai Dao Shi - Cape No.7 OST
8. South of The Border - Cape No.7 OST
9. Love Letter - Cape No.7 OST
10. Wu Le Bu Zhuo - Cape No.7 OST
11. Don't Wanna - Cape No.7 OST
12. Instrumental 1945 Theme - Cape No.7 OST

ok, it's obvious that i'm in quite a cape no.7 phase here


ps - bonus is out!! and although the money will never be enough, i'm happy with the small clump of dough the company's shelled out. perhaps in the near future they'd like to cough out a bit more. and yes, hopefully in the not-so-distant future, i'd be able to make them bleed.

stick insect thinks a good way to fluff up her 'send stick insect to US fund' is through the evergreen 4D method. Hahaaha.. but since i don't gamble, i'm on my knees every so often praying for a sack of cash to come raining down.

hell money not accepted.
neither are those paper american express cards in cheap wallets.

if santa asks, i am a very good girl ok?! *digs panty out from crack*

And hopefully that old porky lump will load histamine ridden rudolph with spine crunching amounts of cash and/or gold for me this merry season!

well, we can all dream can't we?

Most Merciful, Most Kind

Most of us have this preconceived notion that our life should either be this way or that.

An inner rendition of how our lives should evolve.

Especially when we are not granted our desires, it is only right that we kick, scream and cry our grievances. With or without an audience.

Never mind that we are in good health. Or that we at the very least, have access to information in this tumultuous day and age.

If science explains creation then faith explains science.

Why has this surge in technology eroded our faith? We hear the stories past down from a lost age, have education to multiply opportunities for salvation and praise. Yet, why do more and more people these days scream they need miracles in order to believe?

We are but mere creations in this vast universe.

Can You part the red sea again?
Revive the dead?
Or at least feed the thousands?
Show me! Make me believe!

What is the use when we possess eyes that do not see, or hearts that no longer feel?

Why do we discount the fact that miracles are happening everyday. Perhaps just in a different way.

The seas are still parted, now perhaps by tsunamis;
the dead are revived via CPR, giving people another chance at life;
and the thousands are being fed on the kindness and awareness offered by non-profit organizations.

Thy will be done.

Isn’t our own body a testament to a Greater Being? And even after it all, we discount the miracles; the same way we forget You in more fortunate times.

You ask why He has forsaken you. He asks you that same question.

How can You forgive us? Time after time.

We ache as we count the could-have-beens, our desires, our wants. Our world revolves only among ourselves. Our own glorified lives.

Us. Us. Us.

Rage. Fear. Sorrow.

We cry to the heavens, shaking our fists to whatever and whoever that comes along. I ache more then you. I suffer more then you. I am in pain. I only ask for a teeny tiny bit. I ask only for this.

I. I. I. Me. Me. Me.

Why do we need to carry these burdens alone?!
Can you even see Him carrying you through it all...
even though we're responsibile for spinning this web of turmoil ourselves.

He never allows us to endure more then what we can bear.
This He promises.

Are we not alive and well?
Are we not able to reason?
Are we not taught the way?
Then surely there must be a way to overcome this.

See the man who has to feed his children from the trash.
Feel the pain of the woman undergoing chemotherapy.
Drink the same water of the child that scoops his drink from drains.
Do we not possess the freedom that choice brings?

Rather then compare our sorrow, why not count our blessings? Perhaps it is the time to recognize His calls and to return under His wings.

Life goes on regardless of how we live it. And only He can forgive the countless times we have strayed.

Movie Review : Cape No.7

I watched Cape no.7 after getting wind of all the commotion it garnered over at the inaugural Golden Horse Awards recently. An impressive feat for the maturing Taiwanese movie industry!

The movie unfolds to explore the multiple characters within its past-present storyline. The movie involves a lot of back flashes so you are strongly advised to pay attention while watching. Otherwise, it can be easy to get lost.

Opening with the narration of an unrequited love story inked within 7 letters, it weaves in the fortunes of the man with broken dreams forced to take refuge in his rural hometown. By a twist of fate, he finds himself thrust with the responsibility to deliver letters for the sleepy town with colorful translations of everyday life.

He stumbles onto a parcel addressed to a home no longer valid.

Unable to contain his curiosity, he opens the parcel to find a series of letters in Japanese. An apology of tattered dreams. Making no sense to him, he chucks the parcel under his bedside table and continues his mundane life.

Opportunity presents itself as our young lad gets another shot to showcase his talent when the local authorities decide to hold a beachside concert. On the condition that the opening act must be a local band, the town holds auditions and comes up with a horrific blend of personalities, allowing the story to expand into the different sub plots.

Of course, the mish mash of individuals generates their fair share of friction and drama. In the end, our young male protagonist falls in love with his arch nemesis, a young Japanese lady.

She reads the letters and urges him to return the parcel to its rightful owner. In the process, he acknowledges and expresses his own feelings towards her.

No doubt, all these with the picturesque Taiwan beach side town as its backdrop and a rocking soundtrack infused with a medley of styles! ooOOOOoo.. Pure listening pleasure.

Sure makes me itching to return to Taiwan.

Walkabout

We decided to take a walk and have a closer look at the places that surround our home. And we walked the blue LED lit bridge (finally), which I suppose is as unique to my little town as the Merlion is to Singapore.

Following in Dorothy's footsteps, we clicked our heels and went down the yellow bridge very blue road... looks like someone went crazy with the LEDs right?

My starting point

Moving right along

The unworldly blue lights

Climbing to the top!