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Of night classes and flight agencies

My night classes started already and I was very pleased to see that the General Paper lecturer that taught me last year, Mr Chako, was the one who will be guiding us again this year. There seemed to be just a handful of my previous classmates joining in this year. Majority of them, I’m seeing them for the first time.

Some of them were A level retakers, I realised. The mood was casual, however, I could sense that it was a tinge more serious as compared to last years where there were more happy-go-lucky people.

I am surprised that the ITE department allocated us to the 4th level instead of the 1st level where we were used to. Apparantly, the students at Monks Hill Secondary School, the school where we used for night studies, complained that the classes were always in a dirty state when they come back to school the next day.

I wasnt pleased at having to climb up so much staircase after a hard days work. It was tiring having to go for a one hour bus journey and then walking such a long distance from the bus stop to the school. But what made me extremely displeased was that there were no proper facilities on the 4th floor. There isnt any projector where the lecturer could use to give his demonstrations.

It felt discriminatory.

I’m quite appalled that the school would do that. I can vouch for myself that the classes that I passed by had no evidence of being littered nor messed up.

The least that the principal could do was to at least give a warning before implementing such a harsh treatment like that. We’re paying students. Yes, I realise that we are heavily subsidized but the least we want is to have proper facilities for our lessons.

Sigh

But anyway, it was always an interesting lesson (as always) in which we discussed about the different reasons why people would commit euthanasia. He states 2 different examples:

Firstly, Ramon Sempedro, a Spanish man whom became completely immobile from the neck down due to a diving accident. For 27 years, he enjoyed the support from his family and friends and kept his mind sharp through reading, but finally succumed to depression and wanted to die with dignity.

Secondly, was an exerp from S. Rajaratnam, a former previous deputy minister of Singapore, who recently passed away, wrote:

“This brings me to the question of human rights. The list of rights is growing, but one important right is absent from the list – the right to die with dignity. Neither law, the Constitution, nor even the United Nations Charter of Human Rights makes any reference to a human being’s right to die without indignity and with the least possible pain. Dying should not be prolonged torture”

To what extent does committing suicide be justifiable?

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I’ve been stressed out trying to book a plane ticket all week now. Fare.net finally responded to my email but I couldnt get to the discounted Emirates flight that I wanted as they claimed that it was fully booked and adviced me to book a higher priced plane ticket with another company. So I called up some agencies from the namecards that I acquired from the Natas fair and guess what was the response?

“Sorry, we dont cater to airline plane ticket sales”

Huh? But the salesperson at the counter at the Natas fair said …

Then I finally gave up. Fine. I’ll use Zuji again. And then I booked a flight with KLM and then I realised that KLM gave me a voucher last year. I’m sure I could use this and so I called up the Customer service. Only to find out that they dont accept vouchers and that If I wanted to do that, I had to book with the airline themselves.

So I quickly checked the KLM website. Guess what? The plane ticket dropped from the initial $1.2k to $950! I was fuming! And my heart palpitations started again …

Cancel my booking! I dont want anymore!

And I quickly tried to do a reservation with KLM instead. But they couldnt process the transaction. Zuji still kept my money and they will only refund it back in 7 working days. In the meantime, I cant do anything with my money being stuck and I dare not spend anymore money with my examination fees, my tuition fees and other payments that I had to do …

O I’m so stressed. Whats wrong with airline agencies? Why do they pressurise me so? This must be some kind of devious torture for us to want to book the ticket fast but dangle a carrot every now and then with a cheaper plane ticket.

O my heart … be still. You’ve been beating so fast, a Bollywood MTV couldnt catch up.

Sigh

Anyway, something nice did happen this week. Sujimi, a former newsreader and currently a producer for the tv show, Hanyut, a reality tv drama came over to the workplace. He did an interesting talk and a demonstration for the students. I quickly asked for a picture before he ran away for his next appointment.

How come celebrities seem to always come when I’m in my glasses and looking very mousy?!?!

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The opening of the new park in Jurong and Natas Fair

The lingerie fair at IMM was lovely. I got myself a stylish pierre cardin bra and panty with matching camisole for only $50 dollars after my old bra trade in when regularly it would cost $40, $14 and $39 individually.

Do you like my new camisole?

I could have gone crazy there though. So many lovelies. And cheaper too. Even some of the ones that I bought just last november went on sale, 2 pairs for $29. Unfortunately the choices were limited though, and some of the lingerie that I saw from the website wasn’t there. And I don’t fancy the dressing room that they had there which was so cramped! There wasn’t enough space to extend my arm forward. It felt a bit coffin-like even.

But anyways all in all I had a whole load of fun with all the lovelies. Great deals like that dont come very often. I’m surprised there wasnt more people coming over though. There were just a handful of ladies when I was there. More for me I guess 😛

After some months of construction, the new Jurong Greens park was officially opened today with a fitness carnival and there were so many people. It was lovely to see so many excited and happy faces as they participated in the various activities.

When I arrived there, there were many people queuing up, waiting for to try out the different games there.

There were many happy children there too, playing with their friends and it was such a delight just to see them laughing and smiling as they played around.

Near the concourse, there were a few activities too, such as the taekwondo and juggling display as well as the break-dancing display.

Soon after came the announcement of the lucky draw winners. Hamish Brown, radio personality for class 95 was there. How funny it was to have him smile in my direction as I casually took a picture 🙂

The happy faces of the proud winners!

Went to the Natas fair at Suntec City afterwards. The Natas fair was where different travel agencies have their annual fair to promote their packages. This is where people were supposed to get good deals. And thus, with the long Easter break coming up as well as the June holidays, there were a huge crowd there, from the ticket booth :

To the entry :

To the inside :

Narima, a ex colleague of mine whom initially wanted to go to Italy complained that it was super crowded and quickly left after spending less than an hour there. I could see what she meant by that.

One of the prettiest display I’ve seen

This poor thing got bullied by kids who kept kicking and poking it. I was tempted to scold them if not for their parents right next to them. Why didn’t they say anything? 0.o

Turns out that the Natas fair was catered more for packaged tours. And I wasn’t interested in that. However, there were about 2 or 3 agencies that offered plane tickets to Rome.

Funnily enough, the prices for the plane tickets weren’t competitive plus most of them said, “You HAVE to book today! Last day!” and I was left to think that I might as well book a ticket online anyway, which I did at fare.net.

I do hope I get a plane ticket.

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I love bras. They are so uplifting.

Oh my, Minoshe has a new website and there’s even more lovelies to drool over!

I want! I want! I want them all!

But Marina, you’ve got so many lingerie already …

But I love them …

But you’ve got enough to last you two years

But I want …

You’re being wasteful

But they are so pretty …

Argh!!!!

The heart is strong but the flesh is weak. Anyway, Minoshe has a promotion at IMM this weekend. Trade in your old bra and get discounts on a new one … hehehe. I think I’ll drop by and take a look. Would be fun I think. 🙂

Cart and I planned to meet again this coming June for our vacation and I was just comparing a few flights from Singapore to Rome and I am flummoxed and quite flabbergasted really, at how fast the price increased in just a span of a week.

When visiting cartcart last year, we used zuji.com.sg to book a flight. It was a smooth and professional transaction by Zuji.com. I liked the way that they did the itineraries, everything was complete, from the plane number to the gate numbers at the stopover.

But it was still kind of pricey, so I thought I’d do a little research myself.

Since I was in the airfrance flight last year which I liked very much, naturally, I went to their website and compared the prices there.

A few clicks later, I found that it was about $900 without taxes, and that sounds pretty good. Let me wait a little bit and see if there are other offers somewhere else.

KLM my inbound flight was slightly more expensive at about 1.2k without taxes.

That was last week.

Today I checked the same flight again and it has increased by at least another $100 dollars … oh my. Plus taxes, it will easily reach 1.5k How now? These flights are costing me more than a month’s pay. Need to find cheaper alternatives.

Juli will be going to the Natas fair this Sunday … I think I’ll tag along too.

O how I wish I was rich. Wonder what I can do for extra money. Any ideas anyone?

  • I can do beautiful studio shoots but it seems like either people don’t want to do it or too shy …
  • I can do digital art but it seems like no one wants my services :

Ahh what can I do? Maybe I’ll try to write some articles and see if there be any publication who wants to buy them. I got to try something after all.

*Goes to sing at the void deck and begs for moolah*

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An Open letter to Tourism Management of Singapore

To whom it may concern,

I came across with interest with the advertisements that you have publicised in the mass media recently about the Miss Tourism competition that you are organizing. I perked up with complete rapture at the host’s voice asking me saucily, “Do YOU have it takes to represent Singapore as tourism ambassador”

Okay, so I’m slightly shorter than 1.65m as what the terms and conditions specified and that my body shape would most definitely not put me in the modelesque category and neither do I have the fair caucasian skin that talent scouts are always fawning about.

But why vote for an ambassador based upon by how they physically look like?

Everyone here is special, and everyone has their own experiences that are special. Having lived here all my life, I’ve formed bonds with people here. I’ve experienced different cultures. And I’ve walked in the different senses that is unique to this country.

Every few weeks I find the simple joys of exploring Singapore and see what different things that there are in this country. We may be small, but there are always interesting people and things to see if you search well enough.

Without the need to resort to using famous television actors nor singers or models, there are already many fascinating real life people here. Like the Indian uncle with the cool long beard who makes delicious teh tarik, or the friendly Chinese man who would chat with you while you order a potong ice cream from him on a blazing hot day. The interesting auntie that shows you how to handcrafts slippers using tiny beads.

The esplanade is a gorgeous and beautiful monument. Sentosa is a lovely sunny island getaway. But there are also beauty in the simple things, like the coffee-shop that we visit. There you see people of different creeds having their communal breakfast together and you close your eyes and hear different accents and bustling sounds of the atmosphere in the morning.

I’ve experienced joy, gratitude, remourse, excitement, sadness … and a whole load of phetora of being a citizen here. And like everyone else, I struggle … like every one of us, we struggle to reach our goal, our hopes, our dreams.

Since my mother has been more active in attending different community events, I’ve come to appreciate things that I would have never noticed before. The people, the festivals and the joys.

So I refuse parade in a bikini. Thats my freedom of choice. So I have a distaste of having a fake smile and posing like an insipid living doll like what I’ve failed to avoid to see on TV mobile – The Miss Universe pageant. Just seeing these contestants smiling vapidly, beckoning viewers to “Vote for me” sends a chill down my spine.

Why is it so wrong to have a more regular, person to represent? Why is it so wrong to have someone from the heartlands?

So you say that these beautiful vapid dolls will attract more demographics. But you have to remember that beauty is only skin deep and what makes a person is their character, their knowledge and their experiences.

I don’t believe that any one of the current contestant have the passion nor the dedication to ‘represent’. Maybe I could be wrong about that but till the day when I see the chosen delegate doing anything significant to promote tourism, I’ll still be firm in my stand.

Excuse me for being insolent while I look with helpless dismay on our passionless future ambassador.

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Mosaic Festival at the Esplanade

The mosaic music festival was fun to watch yesterday. There were many different types of genres of music going on simultaneously in the different parts of the esplanade building.

I was bumming around yesterday and decided to roam around just for the heck of it. Initially I thought of attending a talk conducted at Suntec City but I found out that I was too late then I thought maybe I could go to the hospital to donate blood. Then I found out that it was closed.

Finally, I let my legs take me where it wanted to go and finally I ended up at the esplanade. Boy was it full of life with loads and loads of people. Some were wearing casual – typical jeans and tee shirts, but there were many well heeled people in an almost formal attire of heels, dresses and jewellery. But they all looked to have some fun.

I was standing by the foyer, overlooking the sea and I saw a crowd with some comperes talking to the crowd and I approached it and saw that there will be a band starting. A group started and played the samba and salsa music. The hypnotic rhthymic beat made everyone in the mood. It even made some people stand up and dance to the music too! It certainly felt very festive.

As far as my eye could see, there were people everywhere. From the completely full cafe’s alone the esplanade, to the entire granite seatings by the sea.

I felt quite lonely tho as everywhere I saw, everyone walked in two’s. Everyone! From the point where I walking from the foyer to the other end of the bridge. Till I even got teased by complete strangers for walking by myself.

But anyways, I’m sure Cart would have loved to see the music festival. Him being an avid music lover and that his ultimate favourite band, the Pat Matheny trio, was playing here too during the mosaic festival. He would have gone wild!


Finally someone with naturally volumed hair like me

I then went in the building and there were flamenco dancers and guitarists. And I watched the dancers clapping their hands and sang lyrically in a language I couldnt understand.

So very cool. Yes I liked it. Couldnt find the jazz section, I bet that would have been cool too. I liked acid jazz – brand new heavies is one of the bands that I liked to hear. Maybe they’d have that in next year’s mosaic festival

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Making roti jala

Mother taught me how to make Roti Jala this morning. It helped me take a number of things off my mind momentarily as I slowly moved the utensil slowly on the wok.

Roti Jala is something that I’ve always liked to eat but didn’t have the opportunity to make till only now.

Roti means bread, while Jala means net which fishermen traditionally used to catch seafood, using large nets that looked like these.

It was pretty simple to do with just a few eggs, flour, coconut milk and a little bit of salt and abit of tumeric for the colouring.

The batter would be placed into a funnel with many holes below it and then slowly poured into the flat wok that mum specially bought from Little India.

The first try I did wasnt so good

By right, there shouldn’t be much clumping on the batter. I must have poured it in too quickly till mum adviced me to pour it in slowly and with love.

“Cooking with love! Thats what Anita Sarawak said when she cooked. First time when people heard it, they thought she was crazy! Cooking with love? I’ve got no time to cook with love! As they think about wanting to spank their children for being so naughty or the neglectful husband. That’s why their food didn’t turn out so good”

So I slowly poured in the batter carefully and took my time and it did look better on the next try. There must be something psychologically calming about this as I slowly nurtured my little pancake into the crispy golden lace that it was supposed to be.

And it’s supposed to be eaten best with chicken curry.

Mother didn’t have time to make the chicken curry, so we ate it with chilli squids instead. It was new to me but, food is food. And food is always usually good.

I’ve been quite depressed for this week with many things on my mind like the A levels, sometimes I feel like I can’t cope with it with my demanding job taking up most my times. So I feel helpless and unprepared.

And I’ve been depressed with the realisation that my money is rapidly depleting with the registration of examination, the classes and the extra tuition that I’m taking. It unbalances my goals and now I can hardly save up for the many things that I aimed for.

And I’m also depressed because of my long distance relationship which has just been leaving me a feeling of uncompleteness …

And I’m feeling depressed because of the issues at home.

I don’t know. Maybe I’m just being childish. People always say that there are people who’ve got worse problems than you do. But I can’t help but to feel extremely sad. Like everything is pointless. Sometimes I feel like I just want to end it all.

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Lost expectations

In an office, somewhere in Singapore … a woman gets an sms …

Julisms : Oh so sad. Boon died

What? Oh my gosh! Hong Boon died? What? Cannot be! He’s too young to die! He was my classmate! He sat right next to me! He helped me in maths! This must be a joke right? This cannot be true! What? What? What?

Gone too early … This is so sad … how did it happen? What? Oh my gosh. I dont believe it. No no no no no

Poor Hong Boon 🙁


Hong Boon, top right corner

Marinasms : What? Who told you this?

Julisms : Huh? I’m watching lost episode 18.

Doh

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Came back from registering for a Singpass account from the Taman Jurong community center and logged in the Singapore Examination Website to register for the A level examination online.

And now I’m kind of stumped on which 3 papers to choose

Paper 01 Shakespeare and other authors (pre-twentieth century)
Paper 02 18th and 19th century writing
Paper 03 Twentieth century writing
Paper 04 Topic paper (books in)
Paper 05 Open texts (books in)
Paper 08 Comment and appreciation (unseens)

Arrghh! I think I’ll choose 1, 3 and 8. Hmm …

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Starting on my night class soon!

I feel kind of nervous now. My classmate, Adi, just messaged me about how expensive the examination fees was and I went to look at the Singapore Examinations website myself.

A quick calculation showed that it would cost me about $650 dollars for the examination and surfing through the examination timetable, it looks like my entire November would be filled up with examinations. I am not sure if the company I’m working with would allow me to take so much time off.

That was quite expensive for since Adi and I, are not a high income earners. We really wouldn’t want to waste the money by squandering the time away.

I’m feeling nervous chiefly because I don’t feel so prepared and yet I’m putting in a lot of hope into this. I’d like to have a taste of what university life is like instead of just wishing about it.

There was once a time when someone said, the doors for entering university would be forever closed to me. At that time, I accepted it but now, I’d like to at least try. It makes me feel that my self-worth is higher. Society here doesn’t say it out directly, that “You’re stupid and unqualified to do many things”. But one can’t help to feel that way. With many decent jobs asking for at least a degree now. Even being a flight attendant in the Singapore Airlines require at least an A Level certification.

I’m taking my A Levels right now. At my age, I’m supposed to have completed my tertiary education already. And now I’m competing with people who are almost 10 years younger than I am. That puts me in quite a bit of pressure. I should do things so that I wont feel regret in the future, like next year in march when I receive the results.

Do a little bit that you dont like today, so you can enjoy what you like, tomorrow.

I’m starting to get overwhelmed and stressed. I feel the need to eat and eat and eat.

Anyhow, I registered for my classes yesterday at the Clementi ITE and I feel really thankful that there are institutions like these that gave subsidized education for the locals. I know that I’ve said this before but I really wished that there were more people whom would take it up. Even my brother asked me for recommendations for private A levels

Bro : Do you think that BMC is a good place to take private A levels? My friend says that it costs about $3500 to study there.

Me : BMC? Why go to BMC when you can go to ITE? Its cheaper there.

Bro : He says that there are not enough teachers in ITE

Me : Huh? When did he register?

Bro : Last month

Me : Last month? But registrations just started this week.

I haven’t been to BMC, personally but my experiences with private schools hasn’t been very positive, after going to informatics for my Diploma in Computer Science. Most of the instructors didn’t seem capable of teaching – all they did was to stand in front of the class and read from the text book and I wasn’t happy with that at all. The fees were atrocious at 5k for the diploma to 10k for the advanced diploma – so I expected quality teaching. I should have gone for the polytechnic education instead huh? Informatics was not only a waste of money, but also a waste of time too.

I’m not sure how the conditions are right now, maybe it has improved, judging from what friends say, but for now, I don’t think it’s wise to go to a private institution when a government subsidized one is actually better.

My registration for my classes went along speedily enough. It took me less than an hour to get everything done, the registration for the classes, the confirmation and the computerization and the payment. Everything was done quite professionally. Sure, the people serving me didn’t wear shirts and ties and coats. Sure the place wasn’t a 5-star building. But it was the friendly and helpful way that the people went about which is the most important thing.

My new classes starts on the 29th March, I’m so looking forward to starting my night classes again 🙂

Stopped by IMM shopping centre for a stroll and had to get myself an eye lubricant. My new contact lenses made my eyes feel dry. The right lens just popped out of my eye yesterday, literally! I’ve never had an encounter like that before with my previous contact lenses – putting it back in again without the solution was really quite uncomfortable. I’ll never forget to bring a mini bottle of solution in my travels again.

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I also went around looking for some shirts. Alas, I’ve grown bigger (due to binge eating due to stress) A lot of my clothes don’t fit me well now. So I went to Dano, after seeing how they are having a sale.

I tried on a pair of pants. There was a discount for their pants and I liked how the khaki pants looks so I went over to give it a try. I’m usually a size M, so I went to try that pair on and took size L just for good measure. I couldn’t get in size M, and I couldn’t even put size L over my thighs.

Ok fine.

I went out of the dressing room and took a pair of size XL. And it STILL wouldn’t go over my thighs! Finally I took size XXL. I managed to put it on, but it was so uncomfortable wearing it. It slung low over my hips. My thighs looked like sausages. I tried to imagine what I’d look like when I am sitting with that pants on. So I put my palms to my knees and bent forward.

Argh! The horror! No one wants to see that! No matter how attractive a woman is, unless they are in beachwear, seeing their crack is so repulsive. Argh! I’m not getting this pants! Never!

Anyway I don’t think Dano is suited for the average sized average women. I don’t think I am so large but a lot of the clothes here don’t fit me. So obviously, I didn’t buy a lot of things here. I just got for myself two white cotton tops due to the horrifyingly hot weather we are having right now and informed the nice (but super skinny) salesgirls there that the rest of the clothes couldn’t fit me.

Oh well.

Went to Minoshe for a bit to see what new lovelies that they had in store. And yes, as waste of money, but I just had to get yet another set of bra + panty + chemise

How could anyone not love this? So pretty. And it went for less than $50 dollars too. Cheaper than for just one triumph bra. While I LIKE triumph lingerie, it’s just too pricey for me)

I also saw this cool looking sun-dress that turns into a skirt when you take the straps off. So interesting. I so like the design



Photo-shopped to hide the messiness of my room

Okay, I think I’ll go and start the day now . Clean up my horrifyingly messy room, do a bit of ironing and then a bit of studying after that. Smooches everyone reading! 🙂

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The problems of wearing glasses and contact lenses

If you’re like me, you’d love parodies. Thank you youtube and MadTV! You’re a godsend!

By the way, today was the last day for the term 1 for schools in Singapore so the place where I worked at, let me knock off work a few hours earlier 🙂

It was a lovely day outside, albeit much too warm so I had a stroll and had a lovely lunch over at pizza hut. I’m liking the new stuff that they have :


Yum! I really liked the chicken roll. It reminded me of the burrito I had from Taco Bell a couple of years ago, only a little more crispier and a little bit more flavourful.

I endorse this product. As long as they don’t put wasabi in their pizza, pizza hut can do no wrong 🙂

Anyway I’ve been wearing my new pair contact lenses for about a week now and so far so good. My eyes feel a little dry though, so I guess I should get myself one of those eye drops.

A week ago, I stopped by an optometrist to get a bottle of solution for my old pair of contact lenses. Plus, it was reported that the Renu solution that I usually used is suspected to cause eye infections.

I saw that there was an offer for their contact lenses and decided to get myself a pair. Why not? My old pair of contact lenses was almost expiring, and is getting a little bit uncomfortable to wear due to the unwashable protein deposits.

Anyway, that was the first time for me using monthly disposable lenses after years of being told that it was more advisable for me to get the long term one because of my high myopia. I had a eye check with the optician and to my surprise, he told me that my myopia level has gone down. Could it be true? That my eyes are finally stabilizing?

I’ve had bad eyes since I was 9. I kind of blame it because of my love to read lying down and watching the telley up real close.

Back in primary school, I’d complain to the teachers that I couldn’t see very well. I remember that one teacher wrote really big on the blackboard just for me. I don’t know if she’s being sarcastic or being nice. But the writing didn’t make much difference anyway, the words were much too thin for me to make out what she wrote.

Mum then made my first pair of spectacles and I still remember what it looked like – a plastic light blue spectacle. I thought I looked really intelligent when I wore it. And for the first time, everything looked so clear.

But I guess everything went downhill from there as my eyesight deteriorated. My level just increased and increased. And what opticians do here is to just increase he degree in the lenses every time I’d visit them. I’m really not fond of that. Every time I put on my new glasses, I’d feel giddy and my eyes hurt as they try to adjust to the new and powerful lens.

I really didn’t think that this was the best way to handle myopia. More powerful lenses will make my eyes worse anyway, so I’ve stopped buying new glasses since 2000 and wore those to work and kept on wearing my even older glasses (made in 1997) when at home. I really dont care. To me, eye comfort is much better than strain. And I think that the Bates Method is quite helpful. I’m not sure if its scientifically proven, but its still helpful.

Contact lenses are different though since opticians will lower the degree since the lens are directly in the eyes.

The first time I wore contact lenses was when I was 16 after accompanying my friend to have hers done. It was pretty affordable then at $80 dollars (saved from waitressing, I wasn’t a rich kid) and I really liked it! I didn’t have to push my glasses up every few minutes and I could see by my sides and jogging was more comfortable. I even looked (oh bless) attractive.

I’ve had contact lenses since.

Still am not fond of those smelly weekly protein pills and cleaning and rinsing. Kind of tedious. So most of the times, I’d use glasses, because frankly, they are just more convenient. Moreover, sometimes I have a very bad habit of forgetting to take my lenses off and accidentally go to sleep in them.

I don’t think I’d ever do eye surgery though. No matter what the reports say about it being safe, I wouldn’t want anyone touching my eyes. After all, we’ve only one pair of eyes and if anything goes wrong with it, there’s no ‘backup’.

Sometimes I wish I had perfect eyesight again though. It would be nice to wake up in the middle of the night and not imagine that shirt you hang on the rack is not a monster because you can only see a swaying blur.

Anyway, I’m typing this entry on writely on the recommendation of Krysss. I’m loving it! It gets really annoying when sometimes there’s a power trip or my computer just reboots by itself and my (long) entries doesn’t get saved. Thank you krysss! And thank you writely. Both a godsend!

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My Lilliputian World

As a kid, I enjoyed making model of things. I remember persuading my grandmother to buy the little plastic set of toys that I could assemble myself. I remember that new sets would come every friday fortnight and I’d bug her to get them for me. I made miniature furniture like tables and pastry carts, wardrobes and at the end of the day, I’d be lost in my world of imagination, with the house that I built.

To a lesser extent, I don’t see much toy shops selling these type of toys any more. (Legos don’t count because they are above 3 dollars) Most toys nowadays are already pre-made – all you got to do was to take it out of its plastic cover. Personally for me, I don’t think there’s much fun in that as there wasn’t any sense of challenge and achievement.

I guess that was why I enjoyed doing the little experiment with the pictures of the scenes from work place. I stumbled across an article on tomorrow.sg about tilt shift lens effect. This effect gives the illusion of miniatures and I was extremely amazed at how it turned out.

Doesn’t these look just like miniature toys? It’s so charmingly cute and toy-like. I know I WOULD play with these toys for hours!

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