Crazy.Sira Ulo.Loko-loko.May Topak, Abnormal.Kringkring.Lokaret...Ayup.

http://vicissitude-decidido.blogspot.com/2008/12/world-is-fucked-up.html

You might have heard about it by now. If not, then go and read it and be ready to admit that yes, the world is indeed fucked up.

News item here: http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/breakingnews/metro/view/20081227-180232/DAR-chiefs-son-tagged-in-golf-attack

And the Mayor tells his side here: http://www.gmanews.tv/story/141561/DOJ-told-to-probe-DAR-chief-son-over-golf-course-scuffle

(Thanks, Allan, for sharing.)

Ilang oras na lang

...uuwi na ko. Woohoooo!!!!

Top 10 things I'm looking forward to for my two-and-a-half week vacay.

1. Miguel and Nixxie.
2. My sisters and parents.
3. Tina and Chinky and the rest of my old girlfriends.
4. Eating my favorite streetfood like kwek-kwek, isaw etc.
5. Eating the following: Red Ribbon cakes, Maty's Tapa, Goto, Pancit Palabok, etc.
6. Shoemart! Hahaha.
7. Lechon! (It really has to have its own category!)
8. New Year's Eve Celebration
9. Maging homebody.
10. The sight, sound and pollution and everything that's annoying and loveable in the Philippines!!!

After two years of not going home, finally, uuwi na ko! Woohoooo!!!

holland villagers wishlist

Maligayang Pasko mula saming mga Holland Villagers! hehe.

Nagdecide kami magexchange gift ngayong taon. Nagbunutan kami mga two weeks ago. Sa two weeks na yun, kanya-kanyang diskarte para malaman kung sino ang nakabunot sa kanya. Mababa pala talaga ang EQ ng mga kasama ko sa bahay. Hmf. Sinulat na namen ang aming mga hiling sa wishlist na naka-post sa ref. Merong mga nagtatamper ng listahan--dahil nakita ko nlng na may nakalagay na "strainer" sa ilalim ng pangalan ko kahit hindi ko naman winiwish magka-strainer (sira na kasi ang strainer namen dito sa bahay--walang gustong mag-atubili na bumili.) At sa ilalim naman ng pangalan ni Jun, eh may nagsulat nang "Turbo Broiler".

Patapos na rin akong mag-christmas shopping. Pero kaunti lang. Ramdam ko ang recession, aray ko. Karamihan ng aking mga binili ay para sa pamilya at mga inaanak na aking makikita sa pag-uwi ko para sa bagong taon. Yehey. After two long years--este, matapas ang dalawang taon--na hindi pag-uwi, sa wakas eh uuwi rin ako!!!

not my cuppa?

One thing about working in company that consists of 95% local Singaporeans is that my name stands out. I don't have the "binte" (daughter of) in the middle of my name to signify that I am of Malay heritage, and neither do I put my surname first like most Chinese. My surname is not even of Filipino heritage. It is actually a name of a place in Spain, which is probably known for having the oldest university in that country.


So anyway, I think that having a name that stands out amidst all other locals' names makes me a target of random picking for various company-initiated things--like random audits, the interview for ISO, or the pre-test for the organisational climate survey.


An organisational climate survey is usually done by companies to learn how employees feel about the company. Now, whether the company actually uses the findings to improve employee relations and job satisfaction is another story. Since I was randomly picked to be one of the first to answer the survey (and give feedback whether the questions are confusing or not), the questions made me think whether I really want to stay in this company or not.


With the help of the survey questions, I was able to come up with some definitive factors why we choose to stay or choose to leave a company.


Why stay?

1. Better benefits
2. Working relationships with peers
3. Working relationships with supervisor
4. Nature of work
5. Opportunities for training
6. Better pay
7. Better career prospects
8. Good work-life balance
9. Job security
10. Organisational culture

My top reason for wanting to stay in this organisation is probably no. 6. And because times are tough these days, no. 6 fits into my picture also.

Why leave?

1. Personal or health reasons
2. Change of career
3. Want to try working in the private sector
4. Better career prospects outside
5. Better salary outside
6. Better benefits outside
7. Excessive workload
8. Working relationship with supervisor and peers
9. Job security
10. Working hours

My top reason for wanting to leave is probably no. 7 (and a bit of no. 2). Maybe this thing is just not my cuppa. When you're giving it your best, but you still feel that you're not good at it, maybe it's just not your cup of tea (or coffee).

Isip, isip...

I texted my friend L recently: "What do I love to do ba?"

I told my husband the other day: "I don't know anymore what it is that I really want to do. I think I'm having a mid-life crisis." His response: "Wala ka pa ngang thirty, mid-life crisis ka na."

Well then, e di I'm having a mid-mid life crisis OR maybe I'm just gonna live until I'm sixty so that's why it's just high time that I have my mid-life crisis now.

groaning pains

Lately, I've been groaning while sleeping. How do I know? Because I wake up when it happens. And don't mistake it for snoring. According to my research, snoring (technically) happens when you inhale, while groaning happens when you exhale.

And it bothers me 'cuz when I suddenly wake up because of it, I get this anxious feeling--like my heart is palpitating and I feel like I drank 5 cups of coffee in one hour. You know that feeling when someone tells you: "I need to tell you something, but please don't be angry, okay?" Then you get all praning and anxious about that person's news.




I thought it was just a case of nocturnal groaning or catathrenia. But it doesn't just happen at night. It also happens whenever I am about to go into a deep sleep--whether I am in my office's lounge (catching a power nap) or in the bus (dyahe sa katabi ko hehe), it really doesn't matter. I will just suddenly wake up when I realise I am groaning.


And it's not a "seductive" way of groaning. It's more like a "hmmm"--in a tone like "Hmmm baket? Ano kailangan mo?" Hehe. It bothers me because my sleep gets disrupted. And you know how difficult it is for me to go to sleep so I don't like it when I suddenly wake up when I'm just about to go into a deep one.

I think I should really check myself into SGH's Sleep Disorder Unit. Let me find out if it's covered by my CPF account. I wonder what they will do to me there. Maybe it's even like a spa experience! Cool!


Come to think of it, I've been having sleeping problems since high school so maybe it's high time I do something about it. I want to wake up early, sleep less and live more. I've tried these things but didn't really work for me. And now I have this groaning problem that interrupts my sleep. No wonder I am always grouchy when I wake up!

The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog.

Yup, that's the line I learned from Mrs Ponce's typing class back in high school. Had to type out the freaking line with a paper bag covering my entire head.

And so everytime I use a keyboard for the first time, that's the line I type out to test how comfortable I feel using the keys.

Thanks honie for replacing the old wireless keyboard with a new one. (God, I hate using a really lousy keyboard.) And I didn't even ask him to buy a new one. I just told him that I'd rather use the old wired keyboard, but instead he bought a new one, without me asking. Woah, galante. Hehe.

it is not a good day today

you will survive

"It doesn’t matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends… you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he’ll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you’ll go somewhere new and you’ll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little peices of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade."

-Iris (portrayed by Kate Winslet in the movie The Holiday)

i'm on a roll! (Pantry Magic and Laine's Papeterie)

...On a blog-roll, that is. I miss Nana and I have to take my mind off from missing her, so I need to type type type away.

Hubby and I, ever since we were still mag-syota (eewww wataword), would play this Dream Q&A that goes: "What's your dream closet?" Then there would be categories like, local brands, or foreign labels, etc.

Well, when I was still in high school, I would say, "Uhmmm, I think Blued." (Uso pa Blued 'nun e.)

Then when I was a newbie in the labour market (read: aliping sanggigilid. translation: corporate slave), I answered, "Ahh, Sari-sari and Maldita!" (Buhay pa ba mga shops na to? I dunno hehe)

But these past few years, now that I am slowly, very slowly blossoming into a homemaker (full time housewife is now my greatest ambition in life, just second to lead singer in a band), the question "What's your dream closet?" is now "What's your dream kitchen?". And I would, in turn, ask Jun "What's your dream bedroom?" and "What's your dream living room?"

I discovered this shop, which is just a couple of blocks away from our flat, and it is my "dream kitchen". Most of the stuff at Pantry Magic are high-end (don't ever compare to Ikea prices) and comes from the best suppliers. Eyelovet! What an (kitchen) orgasmic experience! Hehe.

And because our dream house contains a nook-slash-study room for my creative (and nerdy) side, this shop located at Wheelock Place is my dream nook. Look at all those scrapbooking stuff! And I'm talking about hard core paper scrapbooking, beb! Not the shortcut digital scrapbooking (which I love too, but lately have been taking for granted). Whenever I am in Laine's Papeterie, I feel like I am in scrapbooking nirvana!

If I do get to splurge on these shops, then I would have reached my nirvana and achieved multiple O's. Haha!!!

it will take 6 weeks to get my new passport

Last month, we went to Indonesia for a much deserved R&R in Bintan and as I went through the usual customs check, the immigrations officer reminded me: "You need to renew your passport already."

And so I was reminded that my passport will expire in April 2009. And since we generally can't travel if one's passport is less than six months valid, I need to renew mine asap.

So last Sunday, I went to the Philippine Embassy here in SG to submit the requirements for my passport renewal.

In my four years (and counting) of staying here, I've only been there for about two or three times, sometime in 2004 and 2005. The first time, I went there because I had to sign up to be a an OWA member (mabuhay ang mga bagong bayani). The second (or third) time was to get my OEC, which would allow travel tax exemption for OFWs (again, mabuhay ang bagong bayani). But since we gained our Permanent Residency status in 2006, there was really no reason to go there anymore.

And in the two years that I didn't go there, nothing much has changed, except that there are more people in line, because of the influx of Pinoys coming to Singapore to work.

It is a bit frustrating to wait while standing up with only a simple roof to cover you from the sun. You see, they make you wait outside, in this garage-type waiting area. Not too bad actually, if you don't mind naman. But it would help if there was a proper waiting area. At least the, errmm, bagong bayanis can see even just a bit of their contribution to the Philippine government. Magkano lang naman ang orocan chairs di ba? Kesa naman nagkakandungan while waiting for so long. Buti na lang, I only had to wait for about an hour and a half in total (uuuy, I've changed--I'm so patient na noh? hehe). But I heard the others were waiting for a longer time pa.

The Philippine Embassy in Singapore looks like a house, IMO, less grander than the other embassies, even if you compare it to the Indonesia and Thai embassies.

Thai Embassy

Indonesian Embassy

Philippine Embassy

The saving grace is that the service level was of reasonable standards and the staff are generally helpful and warm. There seems to be some system in place, which I think is the most important thing anyway.

I'm not writing this para mang-okray. Just to vent out that hopefully, our government can still improve on their services to Pinoys who bring in the dough through their remittances. Even through simple needs like the freakin' Orocan chairs. Don't get me wrong, I do love the Philippines and I haven't lost hope in us, unlike other Pinoys. It's just that sometimes, you can't help but feel frustrated, na even if you're on foreign soil, you still directly feel the incompetence of the government.

It will take six weeks to get my new passport, but one of the friendly staff (konting chikahan upon learing that I work in the Singapore government) said that I can check on the fourth week--maybe it will be ready by then. I just hope I get my new passie in time for my departure on 30th December, otherwise, magwawala talaga ako!!!

it's ok to be depressed today

Nana went back to Manila today. She decided to retire and maybe set up a small business in the Philippines.

I went to see her off at the airport this morning. How I hate seeing friends and family off. It makes me cry buckets of tears. I hate goodbyes. Even if (as the song goes) goodbye "doesn't mean forever" and it "doesn't mean we'll never be together again". (Yes, it is one of my favourite songs.)

On the surface, I may be sad because she left, but really, I'm happy for her because she'll finally be home. Really happy. I prayed that she be enlightened that it is indeed time for her to go back.

Without Nana here, my life here in Singapore will not be the same again. I will miss her so, but I shall see her whenever I go back to Manila.

As I left the airport to go to the office, I told myself: "I will never make hatid sa airport ever again!" I know I can't live up to what I just said, but really, I hate saying goodbyes--fleeting or not, it still means things will not be the same again.

So I'm depressed today, as my friend L told me today: "Give yourself today to be depressed." And I did, and I still have about two hours to be so.

never argue with a woman who reads

I seldom open forwarded e-mails. Except if it's from those sensible and witty people like my friend L. She forwarded this to me yesterday and I'd like to share it with my girlfriends who luuurve to read.

***

One morning the husband returns after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap. Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out. She motors out a short distance, anchors, and reads her book.

Along comes a Game Warden in his boat. He pulls up alongside the woman and says, 'Good morning, Ma'am. What are you doing?'

'Reading a book,' she replies, (thinking, 'Isn't it obvious?')

'You're in a Restricted Fishing Area,' he informs her.

'I'm sorry, officer, but I'm not fishing. I'm reading,' she replies.

To which he replies, 'Yes, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment. I'll have to take you in and write you up.'

'For reading a book?,' she replies.

'You're in a Restricted Fishing Area,' he informs her again.

'I'm sorry, officer, but I am not fishing. I am reading,' she replies, again.

Again he says, 'Yes, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment. I'll have to take you in and write you up.'

'If you do that, I'll have to charge you with Sexual assault,' says the woman.

'But I haven't even touched you,' says the game warden.

And she replies, 'That's true, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment.'

'Have a nice day ma'am,' and he left.


MORAL: Never argue with a woman who reads. It's likely she can also think.

Catch me if you can!!!

Woohoo!!!

It's been one year+ten months+one day (as of today) of not inhaling Philippine air! Lo and behold, I'll be home soon!!!! Can you just imagine how homesick I am, even if Singapore is just a mere three hours away from my beloved Pinas?

It's gonna be a short vacay...so catch me if you can!

The pre-school downstairs and my school bus days in St Scho

There's a PAP pre-school at the ground floor of our flat. On most mornings, I would see parents hurriedly bringing their kids to school. Last Saturday, I think they had some sort of a program because they were wearing these colourful costumes. Here's some of the pics I took:

And oftentimes, Jun and I would have conversations starting with "Siguro kung may anak na tayo, diyan din sha magpepre-school."

And I would answer hubby: "Ay naku, magrereklamo yun bakit ang lapit lang ng school nya. Bababa lang sha ng ground floor, school na nya! Hindi exciting."

I guess this reaction is just natural for me who spent my grade school and high school days in St Scho taking the school bus (ermm, actually it's more of a "Fiera" than a bus)--Mang Joe during my grade school years, and Mang Goody during my high school years. It was then that I formed friendships, friendships that until now--though we are millions of miles away with separate lives of our own--are still alive.

Realities are much simpler then. You only need to know that the good seats--the ones near the door or in front--are reserved for the seniors. That you HAVE to buy snacks before going back, such as hilaw na mangga with bagoong or Cheese Tortilla and Melon Juice from Manang (who was able to send all her kids to college from the fruits of selling snacks outside Gate 6. That it's so fun to write and pass notes to each other inside the bus (ermm, fiera) even though you're just seating beside each other. And that you feel so mature when you are allowed to go back late and you can say: "Mang Goody, second trip po ako ha." That the best stories--tsismis, horror stories, love stories--are shared within the hot confines of Mang Goody's service.

Then as you step into your junior and senior years in high school, you develop different interests--some into boys, some into books, some into barkadas. Sometimes, you would even skip riding the bus anymore because you'd rather carpool that day or you would rather commute with your friends (Manang, pakisabi kay Mang Goody di ako sasabay.). But when you do decide to take the bus that day (Mang Goody, sasabay po ako ha!), you are still the same person that has boarded the bus (fierra pala) every morning, for more than ten years of your life.

And if life is indeed a "one great ride", like what most people say, then my ride would be my school bus ride. And no matter how long it arrives or no matter how many rounds it takes, no matter how I look or how I act outside of it... it will still bring me safe home, amidst the bumps, the tiriks, the heat (hindi sha aircon, shet), and sometimes even the smell (if the Don Bosco grade school boys share the bus with us, yuck amoy pawis!).

And when I reach home, I'll still be the same person that I am, only wiser, stronger, and many pounds heavier now.

Heinie with Love

Guess whose hands?

Calven Klain

Found this in a tiangge near Sheng Shong at Commonwealth MRT station.

Cereal Chicken Cutlet

There's this nasi padang stall that I frequent to during lunchtime. Nasi padang, if translated literally, means "rice field"-- rice (nasi) field (padang). But in local lingo, it refers to a food stall. A nasi padang food stall is like a Malay version of a Pinoy's turo-turo. Different dishes are in front of you and you literally point out which ones you like to have on your plate.

One of my favorites there is their chicken cutlet. It's crispy and more chewy and a bit sweet. I've always wondered where this sweet taste came from. It couldn't be sugar, because it's not "sugary sweet". It's more like "milky or creamy sweet". Then I thought maybe they derived it from the recipe of Cereal Prawn. So I thought, maybe, instead of the usual bread crumbs as breading to cover the meat, they actually used oatmeal or cereal.

And I think I was right. I was surfing Kubiertos' site and I found this recipe. I will try it this weekend and hopefully, it will taste like that nasi padang's chicken cutlet.


Ingredients:

1/2 kilo chicken breast fillets (or you can use thigh fillets)
1 pack of Kelloggs frosted cornflakes (I'm planning to use cereals)
1 cup of milk1 egg, beaten
salt and pepper

Procedure:

Cut the fillets into 1 and a half inch pieces. Rub some salt and pepper for seasoning. Combine the egg with the milk and mix well. Put a lot of vegetable oil in a frying pan and put on high heat. Dip the seasoned chicken fingers in the milk and egg mixture then cover with corn flakes. Place in frying pan and cook until golden brown. Take the chicken out of the oil and place on paper towels so that it can absorb the excess oil. Serve with steaming white rice or garlic mashed potatoes. Enjoy plain or with gravy .



photo and recipe from Kubiertos

Help!!! Do you know any child psychiatrist?

Hi guys

Please, if you can recommend a child psychiatrist, please PM me ASAP. It's really urgent. I'm not sure if my brother needs a CHILD psychiatrist because he's already 13 years old, but since previous diagnosis showed that his learning and thinking is way behind his normal age, then it must mean he still thinks like a child.

So if you can recommend a pyschiatrist, I'd really appreciate it if you can let me know. Thanks so much.

Mitchie :(

Pink Ribbon

October is Breast Cancer Awareness month.

A few days ago, I attended a symposium on breast cancer awareness organised by the Breast Cancer Foundation of Singapore. The symposium aims to empower women to do regular breast self-examination (BSE) and to be aware of breast cancer symptoms. Click here to know more about BSE.

I've always known the steps on how to do BSE but I don't really know what to look for. In the symposium, they had this "dummy breast" with lumps inside and they made us touch it so we know what the lumps feel like when we do our own BSEs.

In the early stages of breast cancer, there is usually no pain and there may be no symptoms at all. As the cancer grows, the following symptoms could appear:






Breast cancer has overtaken lung and colorectal cancers as the top cancer-killer in Singapore. But the earlier you detect it, the higher chance you have of surviving it.

Although a healthy lifestyle helps prevent any kind of disease, we all know that cancer--more so, breast cancer--is like a traitor who can hit anyone.

Let's help spread the message, support and understand those who are fighting breast cancer, and help in our own little way in breast cancer research. One such way is by getting your Pink Ribbon--proceeds will go to the Breast Cancer Foundation of Singapore. Here's mine:

And by the way, Nana had her last chemo session today. Thank you to those who prayed and encouraged us during this difficult time. Please help me continue to pray for her as she goes on her road to recovery.

The Vomit Bowl

Taken at National Cancer Centre of Singapore, at their chemotherapy section.

It's my first time to see a "vomit bowl". Cool huh.

Bintan, Indonesia

Hubby turned 31 last 11 Oct and we celebrated it by having a 3-day holiday at Bintan, Indonesia. It's the quickest beach getaway from Singapore that we could think of.

Since it was a last-minute booking, our travel agent said that most of the resorts are fully-booked already. She recommended the Beach Club inside Nirwana but she told us not to expect too much since it only had basic accommodation and nothing fancy. I told her I'd discuss with my husband first. Hubby and I decided to just go for it since all we wanted was to get away from Singapore even just for a few days. But when I called back the travel agent, the beach club was full already. Fortunately, she was able to find a spot for us at Mayang Sari (in Nirwana also), but at a higher price. It was ok with us and we when we got to Mayang Sari, we were so happy with our decision because we really liked the place. It was spacious, clean, private, beautiful and quiet.




Mayang Sari is located inside Nirwana Gardens. Inside Nirwana are: Nirwana Resort Hotel, Mayang Sari Beach Resort, Nirwana Beach Club, Banyu Biru Villas, and Indra Maya Villas.

The cottage was beautiful, clean and maluwag. It had that endearing "parang probinsya" scent. Aircon was functioning properly. Everything was provided--from toothbrush to incense to insect repellants. Even though we were not able to get one of the Sea View cottages, ok pa rin cuz it was still very near the beach. Food in the hotel and restau was so-so. But we were not able to try the other restaus, I think they serve good food there naman. Staff were all friendly--very typical Indonesians--always ready to smile and have small chats.

I'd say I can recommend Mayang Sari to you guys who want a quick getaway from Singapore. Thinking of going to Bintan? Try Mayang Sari. Click here to view more of the pics we took of Mayang Sari.

Everything went great on this trip. That's what's nice about getting travel packages, because everything has been arranged for you already. I guess the only thing that I can complain about was that we waited more than 30 minutes for the shuttle bus (transfer from Bintan ferry terminal to Nirwana) to leave. But even that wasn't so bad. Everything just fell into place--even my period stopped earlier than expected.




It was like God telling us, "Okay, you two have been working pretty hard this past two years so let me give you a perfect holiday."

So what did we do on this vacay? Nothing. As in nothing. Okay, there was something that we did--we took photos heheh. Of course, our baby Nikki was with us and it scared the sh*t out of me when hubby said that he thinks an insect was in the lens. Click here to see more of these random shots.



We left Singapore at 5pm via Bintan Resort Ferries at Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal and we arrived in Singapore on Sunday evening. The downside of travelling as a couple is no one would be there to take (decent) photos of the two of you. Hehehe. The great thing about travelling as a couple is you can do whatever you want without thinking about other people.

Indonesia is an hour behind Singapore so we were "added" one hour when we got to Bintan. We had dinner in Mayang Sari on Friday night, and chilled out at the beach and our cottage afterwards. Then had buffet breakfast. Swam and swam and swam some more. If it was time for me to get out of the water, I was just lying there reading Kramer vs Kramer (I'm now in my books-turned-into-movies phase).




For Saturday's lunch we went to Pasar Oleh Oleh. I didn't really like it. I felt it was too touristy. A bit staged and not authentic. But food was cheap, so that makes the place okay after all. Ahh basta, I don't like the place, it looked depressing. I don't like to see shops kasi na parang walang bumibili, nadedepress akoh!!!





After Saturday's lunch at Cafe Helo Helo, we went back to our cottage to relax a bit. Then we went to the main hotel of Nirwana. It was too crowded and noisy for our taste (haha ang tanda na namen). It had this busy atmosphere that I felt I was back in the city again. It was probably because KPMG employees were having their teambuilding or something so there were so many people there.




For Saturday's dinner, we had room service na lang. We wanted to relax in our cottage's balcony before heading to the beach for an evening stroll. And believe it or not, we were in bed by 10.30pm! I was snoring before it even hit 11pm!!! Vice and the housemates were calling us at 11.30pm to check on us, but we didn't even answer because we were in deep sleep na. We really had a good rest.

The whole of Sunday morning was spent swimming in the clear waters of Mayang Sari. After the breakfast buffet, we headed straight to our spot in the beach, set up our towels and stuff and dove in! By 10.30am, Jun had to shout out at me to get out of the water because I was starting to look like a roasted pig. Mang Tomas na lang ang kulang.



We had to check out by 12noon even though our ferry back to Singapore is still at 3pm. So after checking out, we rented a buggy and drove around the island resort. After that, we had drinks and merienda at the bar near the beach.

Click here to see pics of us na nagtatampisaw sa tubig. heheh.

And before we knew it, it was time to board the shuttle bus to the ferry terminal. Back to reality na uli. Hay.

But it was a great weekend. A really great weekend with my one great love.

blogthings.com

Who am I in High School?

All American Kid

Popular but not plastic. Athletic but not a jock. Smart but not a brain. You were well rounded and well liked in high school.

What retro girl am I?

Your Inner Retro Girl Is

1960s City Girl

What font am I?

You Are Impact

You are very unique and quite striking. You are forceful and aggressive. You never go unnoticed, and people recognize your power instantly. While you make your presence known, your message is a bit fuzzy. You are not the easiest person to understand, and you're not one for details.

What condiment am I?

You Are Barbeque Sauce

You are a social person. You enjoy cooking for other people. You are both skillful and competitive. You enjoy mastering hard tasks. You appreciate complexity more than simplicity. Your taste in food tends to lean toward interesting flavors. You appreciate exotic spice combinations. You tend to like cutting edge, fusion cuisine. You get along with all personalities from a distance. Except salsa personalities, who always seem to annoy you.

Got nothing to do? Try it here.

Mid-week blues: I am so TTTired!!!

I need a vacation...

after my vacation.

-jun and chie were here-

To celebrate hubby's 31st birthday, we went to Bintan, Indonesia for three days. It was really, really, really great to leave all the worries and stress back in Singapore. We stayed at Mayang Sari (inside Nirwana Resort) and we loved the place. And that's saying a lot ha! Like most Filipinos, my standards are high when it comes to beaches.

More pics to come!