Are you a fan?

I have a secret. I like to listen to Stefanie Sun's songs since her second album released in 2000. I think only my ma and sis know that I am a closet fan.

I missed her first concert here so I am going to watch her 2009 concert on the 11th July! But I think no one is going to watch with me cos' my friends are not such fans that they will buy the highly priced tics. And I am going to buy those that are expensive.

So even if no one is keen to watch with me, I will still go by myself. I am just a little afraid that I might get lost. HAHA.

Me and boys

I used to think that I abhor boys. Noisy and sweaty boys who don’t listen to instructions. Get on my nerves.

But recently I realize that I too can have a soft spot for little boys. There are two at my centre. One likes to sing. The other likes to play computer games. The one who likes to sing looks the cutest when he is nervous. There was once when he had to perform for an event, he was so quiet and his hands were so cold. I asked him why and he replied that he was so nervous. He kept going to the washroom and gulping down cups and cups of water. I find the serious look in his eyes when he is singing really adorable.

The other one is, from my own perspective, a child who is full of pride. He was patiently waiting for his turn to play computer games on this particularly PC. However, this little girl (haiz) refused to let him play and her mother even scolded him. So he stormed out of the centre. He came back a while later and the PC was available. However, he refused to play and said, “Let her play lo.” The next day, he came really early and said to me in a proud voice, “Auntie (haiz…why am I an auntie?) I came at 8 sharp.” He woke up at 7 am just so as to reach the centre when it opened. That meant that no one will vie with him for the computer.

I don’t know why but I find his stubbornness and pride so endearing. He “got” character.

:)

Happiness is...

Happiness is being able to sleep till you wake up.

Toilet Paper Mystery

We have a saying at my centre that our elderly residents 吃toilet paper. Not that we are mocking them or anything but the toilet paper at my centre disappears at an alarming rate. It's like - Alexis puts the toilet paper into the toilet roll holder in the morning before the exercise session. 30 minutes later, someone will be knocking on the office door to ask Alexis to refill the toilet paper. LIKE HUH!?

Our dear cleaner even found toilet paper hidden behind the water closet. I can't fathom why people will keep a secret stash of toilet paper in the toilet.

We came up with a few reasons for the mystery disappearance of our toilet paper:

1) Upholding the high standards of cleanliness - the more toilet paper, the cleaner is the ____ .
2) The many uses of toilet paper - toilet paper is being used to wipe everything. From the floor to every part of the human body.
3) It's free - freebies are always a draw for the people of my country. Since it's free, just take. Take home. Take for family. Take for relatives' families. Take for pet dog.
4) Sense of security - I think it's more secure for them to know that they will always have a secret stash of toilet paper around the toilet (i.e. behind the flower pot, in the water closet, behind the water closet, etc). So rolls of toilet paper are just being hidden away.
5) A relaxation technique - You know how people sometimes tear paper for comfort. Maybe the pulling of toilet paper off the toilet roll allows the feeling of comfort to descend upon them.
6) Delicious toilet paper??

Whatever the reason, I just find it real sad that a lot of our centre's money is spent on buying toilet paper.

Jurong Bird Park

This is my first visit to BIRDIE PARK!!! Overall the experience was really fun but near to the end, there was this super heavy downpour. It didn't really dampen my mood but it "dampened" my shoes. I was just totally wet. The very buay song bird picture that we took was at the entrance of Bird Park. It was the most buay song (irritated) look that a bird has given me. It seems to be saying, "Take what take...take my photo...u die..."

I am actually a descendent of the ostrich who is a descendent of the dinosaurs. I am connected to the 恐龙。Moments after we took this picture, the baby slapped me and laughed happily after that. I don't know why but I think babies tend to abuse me. Yesterday, a baby was whacking me on my shoulder and tugging at my hair in church. He is only 9 months old.

There is nothing wrong with the camera. The whole place was covered in mist. I think it's cos' these birds live in the forests where it is more cooling hence the cool mist. That little thing on top of their heads is to help them go through the thick vegetation.

Yes. This was how close I was with the baby ostrich. No zoom. Was so afraid the camera will get pecked.
Quack quack!
Yes. This is Singapore. Took this at the waterfall aviary. Very pretty place. Lots of colourful birds. The birds even queued up for their turn at the food bowl. Totally adorable.


The bird is prettier in real life than the photo. It's so hard to take nice pictures of birds cos' they like to turn their heads a lot. They always look a bit blur.


There is something about pelicans. They don't move during the rain. They were so stationary that someone commented if they were fake birds.

Flamingossssssssssssssss
This was the crowd during one of the bird shows. Quite entertaining. Really admire the bird-keepers (?) for their patience. It must have taken them a lot of time and effort to train those birdies. Those two tiny black spots are the ducklings!!! Really really really tiny and cute. I think I can squash them with my finger.

Last stop! Bird Discovery Centre. We stopped by this cold place to take shelter from the rain. Pretty interesting.

Didn't take a lot of pictures cos' I don't like to take pictures of animals behind cages.

I like the Bird Park. I will be off to visit other places of interest in Singapore in the future. Well if you can't go overseas, then explore Singapore!!!

Gossip

I think the one thing I have learnt from work is the power of gossip. Not from my colleagues. But from the elderly residents. It made me see the importance of "confronting" the other person to check if there is a misunderstanding instead of spreading more rumours about the other person. It is poignantly funny that often, the two main leads have never really communicated with each other. I have seen tears being shed...bad words being exchanged...threats of beating each other up... Why can't you just sit down and talk it out?

It's been so long...

It's been ages since I blogged.

I went to HK for 5 1/2 days not 2 days but I think I kinda lost the enthusiasm and patience to pore through hundreds of pics. In short, I am a lazy bum. Perhaps one day I will talk about them again.

I have been wondering what does it mean to live one's life to the fullest...what does it mean by treasuring every moment of one's life... watched a documentary on "Life before Death" and I find it quite hard to feel and put myself in the shoes of those who are or were experiencing 4th stage cancer. I just can't feel the sadness...the feeling one gets when he/she knows that his/her time on earth is up...all boils down to lack of life experiences. I think this thing about unable to connect due to lack of life experiences has been eating into me quite a bit recently. It's like you are trying so hard to understand and empathise but you just can't.

Patience...patience...patience...