A tear for every dream left behind
A penny for every prayer answered

An out-reached hand for every sadness
An exhuberant cheer for every victory

A shoulder to rest for every heartache
A gentle whisper for every new found love

A mark of ending for every lost friend
A new chapter for every day lived

The world continues to revolve
Alas not just around me

devoting more then just a page to you........

Found : Damn lip smacking good char kuay teow...

Thank gawd for this guy over in old Queenstown Market. It's directly opposit the Queenstown Polyclinic. Follow your nose and the clickity-clang of the spatula hitting the wok. Then search for the stall peppered with awards.

Though the stall is reminiscent of days of yonder (read: old and run down), the reasonably priced plate of drool worthy char kuay teow is worth the long queue! Come early, and expect to queue for at least 20min - no joke.

This guy lovingly cooks every single plate individually.

And the result is a smoky sweetness with tons of eggs, tau geh, garlic ........ and cockles.
Every true char kuay teow lover knows that even if you decide not to eat the cockles, it is a MUST to include it, simply because of the flavour it adds to this luscious dish.

It's best to eat it there and then. FRESH. Refrain from packing. The slippery dark noodles that slither past your taste buds will thank you for it. Your arteries, on the other hand, may think otherwise.

This stall definately has my vote!

Summary --
What : Hai Kee Char Kuay Teow
Where : Old Queenstown Market, 1st Floor (stall faces the church)
How Much : $3/plate
Rating : To DIE For

Take this simple test to find out if you have the potential to be an authentic Asian Slut!

Qn A
Are you Asian or have Asian Parentage?
1. Yes
2. No. Does fucking around with Asians count?

Qn B
Choose the most appropriate wardrobe to suit your everyday needs
1. Slinky camis and lacey tanks
2. I cover myself up most of the time, but i squeeze my breasts with my arms when a cute guy/ang moh/man walks past

Qn C
Complete this sentence. I think porn is:
1. Stimulating
2. No big deal. I prefer the ones i make myself

Qn D
Complete this sentence. I like men that are:
1. Old and rich
2. Dead and rich

Qn E
Choose the most appropriate type of underwear
1. Raunchy ones with lots of lace/leather/feathers
2. I do not own underwear

Qn F
Complete this sentence. Snatching another girl's boyfriend is:
1. Acceptable as long as he loves me
2. Acceptable as long as he is rich

Qn G
Sexual relations are acceptable if:
1. Protection is involved
2. The other half is rich and of western parentage

--- END OF TEST ---

Your score :
Congratulations on completing the abovementioned test. It has in no way benefitted you. However, if you did find that the answers could be applied to you, YOU HAVE THE MAKINGS OF AN ASIAN SLUT.

My advice to all budding Asian Sluts - Stay away from me enough so it does not impact my life negatively, but stay close enough for me to bitch occasionally.

Another Year Older, Another Year Wiser

There goes yet another year.
I’m adding on not only the digits, but the experiences as well.

A year ago today,
I placed money over all.
Sacrificed precious time for work.
Neglected the people who loved me.
Took life for granted.

I ploughed through days with a robotic momentum. Scheduling work whenever I can, clocking approximately 40hrs/week. Then going to school stoned. And sitting for exams exhausted. I used to prioritize work above all. It brought the bread and butter. And I sure as hell needed to eat.

However, as time passed, it became painfully clear. I missed out on family life. I missed out on hanging out with my friends.

Missed out on being happy.

In my work, life and death becomes apparent. Nursing does that to you. All the suffering. All the pain. All the regret of time lost. I’ve nursed multimillionaires, men of stature, people with fame and fortune. But all suddenly fall on level ground when death comes a knocking. No amount of money, no amount of fame can alleviate the pain. It only prolongs the pain.

I like death in that sense, where everyone is placed on equal footing. But I hate the times when I have to say goodbye.

I realized that I too, may disappear at anytime. And if I were to go, would there be questions left answered? Would there be deeds left undone? Would anyone mourn for me?

What would I be remembered for?

I made a vow to myself, to never allow regrets. But along the way, that promise became obscured by petty happenings. Flicking away the dust bunnies (increased age makes me just want to clean), I’m trying to keep that promise alive.

I’m working less, but I’m still able to remain debt free and splurge occasionally.
I’m lucky to have a roof over my head.
I’m grateful for great family – Ross, Rick, Sharon Lee, My bro + Ita =)
I’m thankful for lessons my dad left me.
I’m appreciative for a body that functions.
And I’m pleased for friends that share in weal and woe.

I’ve sent the last year being happy. Appreciating my family a little bit more. Understanding my friends a teeny bit more. Loving myself. A liberating mix of “giving as an adult, and taking as a child” (a lesson I learnt from Mitch Albom’s Tuesdays with Morrie-I love his stories).

Though I understand that a lot more work needs to be done.

But today, I’m content to sit and reflect, earnestly shaking my huge thighs, reveling
in the solace that life is indeed good.

Blissfully good.