Thursday, September 30, 2004 0 comments Post a Comment " (oh man) i'm freezing away at the train station in slovenia right now. cold and sleepy. " I was snuggling on my bed in camp on a chilly afterain morning as i read this message. And despite the rock i was having in my head, i recall making an association between it and Nicole Kidman at the train station in The Hours and Jim Carrey at his in Eternal Sunshine. And i see you sitting at the only station in 10 miles, with your nose red and eyes dead, with your pair of glasses, wrapped in thick wool and scarved. The sky is grey in the way i always thought it'll be in London. There's something in the air, a cross between snow, haze, rain and falling leaves. There you were alone. Cold and sleepy. And definitely grumpy. I sniffed in my bed. You sniff in my imagery. And though i was reading your message 2 hours late, i thought, we weren't that far apart after all. I am cold and sleepy too. And then i fell asleep again. ~ Like how fireworks burst tirelessly into rains of sparks and how candles melt over themselves into old and sad wax chandeliers, we played and tired ourselves silly. For that brief moment the three of us were sitting one behind another on the tiny steps on the playground, waiting for the digicam timer to go off and another moment to be captured into two dimensional eternity, I realised that the three of us were growing up very quickly. And how we would rather not. Candles stuck on the railings, the steps and along the crown of our little playground, plastic castle. Sparklers with their short-lived glory, choking us (Hao Nan Guo Hao Nan Guo) in sulfurous ferocity. Its cure, the almond jelly we dug up with our dirty fingers , we ate, almost tasting our intimacy. Its funny how taking photos and recording videos have become our main activity in almost every outing. I think we love to remember. This has been a great great holiday for the three of us. And i miss lauren too. ~ I was cooking noodles for jj and myself at his place. It was ridiculous : I was in my long-sleeved Levis shirt, contacts and jeans, stirring instant noodles in a dented pot. (he claimed he couldn't cook because his legs were gone after the army half marathon but there he was standing beside me talking all the time. Okay maybe he was slumped on the kitchen floor. gross.) There we were slurping up strands of chick mee (chickmee. weakknee. britney. spears.) and watching MTVs. I washed up the dishes after that (He had to get a pail of water to flush down the food remnants i stupidly threw straight into the rubbish chute) I thought then, one day i've gotta make this ignorant best friend of mine to go live with me for 1 mth and i'll let (make) him eat really well - no more packed dinners fm hawker stores , no more instant mee and even if there was gonna be instant mee, i'll have prawns and an egg in it. And no more two packs of Lays as pre-dinner snacks. How unhealthy. ~ Bilingual people are sexy. Not Allan Wu or Sharon Au bilingual. Think Diana Ser (i can't even think of a famous,male bilingual personality) Oh wait. there's me. teehee. ~ I love my parents. Even if the thought of "moving out as soon as possible" has crossed my mind a thousand times. Even if i am always exasperated with them when they do not understand. Even if petty me gets upset when they are going to have their anniversary dinner without me. I love them. How could i ever think of giving up two people who love me so wholeheartedly and selflessly for that someone dat hasn't even appeared, who i assume will give me the love (if it exists) that could trump anything, anyone or any other love? Its not even about being contented. Its about looking around and finally noticing something that has always been there. ~ I'm going for Mama Mia! on e 13th. Hope its good. I love ABBA songs. "takeachancetakeachance takea takea chance chance. You can DANCE. You can JIVE. Having the time of your life... wooo~~ MONEY MONEY MONEY *ta tum* Darling can u hear me SOS!" Driving's on 16th. I'm so pissed at my instructors that i dun give a damn. I just hope that i can cut all ties with them as soon as possible. Even if i do fail, i'm gonna change an instructor. At all costs. Got the Meteor Garden 1 VCD fm adele. Gonna finish it during duty i hope. Its hilarious. Stay tuned for hilarious quotes from Shan Cai Ma Ma. SG Idol today. Huh Huh HURRAY. Wing. Ethan. Ron. mum mum. For the third time, i'm giving best vocalist of the week to Jason Mraz in You and I Both. Listening to Faye Wong's "Men4" (Bored) all over again. Super lyrics. Super song. Barlos Momentos T-feesiliies, Jantingdi Keilafloord Maspeijatsia - FIR "Lydia" Memorised this and threw it at zhao n dele. Will start reading on my first topic for my self-improvement prep course for Shanghai : The Chinese Cultural Revolution. I'm actually quite excited. oh shuddup killjoys. My official ORD date is out : 9th April 2005. " Hello, is this Ritz Carlton? I'll like to make a reservation for a buffet dinner on 9th April 2005. For two. Yes. A bit early? *dry laugh* I know i know. " Just me and my pink IC. I wanna go sweden I wanna go sweden I wanna go sweden. I might be going sweden I might be going sweden. If my lousy bro can find accomodation. For ONE month. YIPPEE! Home of IKEA and ABBA. (the only 2 things Swedish i know) And swedish meatballs. *grin* To miandy : oi. I haven't bathed for 40 hours already. Yay. (no it's NOT some challenge. i'm jus lazy. going off to bathe now.) ~ 9/30/2004 01:39:00 PM

yi A student (and maybe one always) / from Singapore in Shanghai / a hopefully chronic baking OCD / aborted mission Noble entirely / decided to stop believing in change and creation but work on succeeding heritages / food is culture. culture is heritage. / dreams of cooking classes in France where everything is white, light & shadows and old mastery - a typical Western enchantment/ wonders if Singaporean food will ever turn into haute cuisine/ will hump a madeleine more than anything else (for now)/ half-worried and half-proud that solid lava cakes distress him more than alot of things/ baking is my first (practical) skill/ believes that fine food can be found in the dodgiest alley after China/ will one day make his baking compulsion serve Charity / The Yi Cafe (a concept not a name)/ has the most pot-bellied father and a kitchen-prodigal mother (thus!)/ the second son with the less discerning tongue/ an aged interest in literature/ a perpetual weight issue / grams not pounds / measuring out my life with tbsps/ feeds the one with a sweeth tooth/ says, "my heart is stollen" homemade berry tart for the jaundice. SH culinary endeavours 1 : tang yuan in glutinuous rice wine SH culinary endeavours 2 : morbidly obese morning sandwich SH culinary endeavours 3 : herbal chicken soup YOU HEAR : Joni Mitchell - You Turn Me On I'm A Radio oh honey you turn me on i'm a radio i'm a country station i'm a little bit corny i'm a wild flower waiting for your broadcasting tower waiting for you fellow pebbles Archive Archives 10/12/2003 - 10/19/2003 10/19/2003 - 10/26/2003 10/26/2003 - 11/02/2003 11/02/2003 - 11/09/2003 11/09/2003 - 11/16/2003 11/16/2003 - 11/23/2003 11/30/2003 - 12/07/2003 12/07/2003 - 12/14/2003 12/28/2003 - 01/04/2004 01/04/2004 - 01/11/2004 01/11/2004 - 01/18/2004 01/25/2004 - 02/01/2004 02/01/2004 - 02/08/2004 02/08/2004 - 02/15/2004 02/15/2004 - 02/22/2004 02/22/2004 - 02/29/2004 02/29/2004 - 03/07/2004 03/07/2004 - 03/14/2004 03/14/2004 - 03/21/2004 03/21/2004 - 03/28/2004 03/28/2004 - 04/04/2004 04/04/2004 - 04/11/2004 04/11/2004 - 04/18/2004 04/18/2004 - 04/25/2004 05/02/2004 - 05/09/2004 05/09/2004 - 05/16/2004 05/16/2004 - 05/23/2004 05/23/2004 - 05/30/2004 05/30/2004 - 06/06/2004 06/06/2004 - 06/13/2004 06/20/2004 - 06/27/2004 06/27/2004 - 07/04/2004 07/04/2004 - 07/11/2004 07/11/2004 - 07/18/2004 07/18/2004 - 07/25/2004 08/01/2004 - 08/08/2004 08/08/2004 - 08/15/2004 08/15/2004 - 08/22/2004 08/22/2004 - 08/29/2004 08/29/2004 - 09/05/2004 09/05/2004 - 09/12/2004 09/12/2004 - 09/19/2004 09/19/2004 - 09/26/2004 09/26/2004 - 10/03/2004 10/03/2004 - 10/10/2004 10/10/2004 - 10/17/2004 10/17/2004 - 10/24/2004 10/24/2004 - 10/31/2004 11/07/2004 - 11/14/2004 11/14/2004 - 11/21/2004 12/05/2004 - 12/12/2004 12/12/2004 - 12/19/2004 12/19/2004 - 12/26/2004 12/26/2004 - 01/02/2005 01/02/2005 - 01/09/2005 01/09/2005 - 01/16/2005 01/16/2005 - 01/23/2005 01/23/2005 - 01/30/2005 01/30/2005 - 02/06/2005 02/13/2005 - 02/20/2005 02/20/2005 - 02/27/2005 02/27/2005 - 03/06/2005 03/06/2005 - 03/13/2005 03/13/2005 - 03/20/2005 03/20/2005 - 03/27/2005 03/27/2005 - 04/03/2005 04/17/2005 - 04/24/2005 05/08/2005 - 05/15/2005 05/22/2005 - 05/29/2005 05/29/2005 - 06/05/2005 06/05/2005 - 06/12/2005 06/19/2005 - 06/26/2005 07/03/2005 - 07/10/2005 07/10/2005 - 07/17/2005 07/17/2005 - 07/24/2005 07/24/2005 - 07/31/2005 07/31/2005 - 08/07/2005 08/07/2005 - 08/14/2005 08/14/2005 - 08/21/2005 08/21/2005 - 08/28/2005 08/28/2005 - 09/04/2005 09/25/2005 - 10/02/2005 11/06/2005 - 11/13/2005 12/11/2005 - 12/18/2005 01/22/2006 - 01/29/2006 02/05/2006 - 02/12/2006 02/26/2006 - 03/05/2006 03/05/2006 - 03/12/2006 03/12/2006 - 03/19/2006 05/14/2006 - 05/21/2006 06/11/2006 - 06/18/2006 06/25/2006 - 07/02/2006 09/17/2006 - 09/24/2006 10/15/2006 - 10/22/2006 11/26/2006 - 12/03/2006 12/17/2006 - 12/24/2006 06/03/2007 - 06/10/2007 08/26/2007 - 09/02/2007 11/04/2007 - 11/11/2007 09/07/2008 - 09/14/2008 12/14/2008 - 12/21/2008 12/28/2008 - 01/04/2009 01/04/2009 - 01/11/2009 01/18/2009 - 01/25/2009 01/25/2009 - 02/01/2009 02/01/2009 - 02/08/2009 02/08/2009 - 02/15/2009 02/15/2009 - 02/22/2009 02/22/2009 - 03/01/2009 03/15/2009 - 03/22/2009 & I want these Apron Stains! Madeleine Attempt 3 (with baking powder?!) ML's Stollen SY's Baked Almond and Marzipan (urgh) Peaches ZW's Ricotta Cream Cheese Pudding Citrus Delight 4 Lavas + 4 Purins for e Family replica of JG's FG with port gelee, candied pistachios and dried sour cranberries Upcoming Gastronomic Gorges Haiku by Hatsune Geylang Tze Char Pilgrimage Peranakan Food Liver @ Hong Long Xing