Guy’s Rules (all no.1 on purpose)

1. Men are not mind readers.

1. Learn to work the toilet seat – You’re a big girl. If it’s up, put itdown. We need it up, you need it down. You don’t hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.

1. Crying is blackmail.

1. Ask for what you want. Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!

1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.

1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That’s what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.

1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.

1. If you won’t dress like the Victoria’s Secret girls, don’t expect us to act like soap opera guys.

1. If you think you’re fat, you probably are. Don’t ask us.

1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.

1. You can either ask us to do something Or tell us how you want it done.Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.

1. If we ask what is wrong and you say “nothing,” We will act like nothing’s wrong.

1. If you ask a question you don’t want an answer to, Expect an answer you don’t want to hear.

1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear Is fine…Really.

1. Don’t ask us what we’re thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation, or golf.

1. You have enough clothes.

1. You have too many shoes.

1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!

Haha, this article really cracked me up. Maybe now I’ll get that bag I so sort after for christmas? and to all ladies out there.. understand your men better now? 😉

Like a butterfly emerging from her cocoon,
Like a baby taking his first steps,
Like unravling a difficult puzzle,
Like hitting the right notes on a difficult piano piece,

I brokethrough, Today.

My heart sung and I did a lil jiggy with it.
Yes, the journey is not over….

but I believe there is a pot of gold waiting at the very end of the rainbow.

credit: Thank you Mr E. for your patience and ingenuity. xoxo.

happy j’neen

a vision once so clear
gets shrouded by deep reality.

try as you might to clear the fog
… the end you do not see.

will squinting only deteriorate,
this vision you once saw so clear…?

Perhaps my heart is ruling the better of me…but sans their fur colour, don’t you all think Kai resembles Jack? The kindly eyes, the markings on their coat, their mannerisms (opps i forgot you guys can’t tell from a photo).

Jack

Kai

Ok, brief history:

I had Jack when i was still a little babe running around in little pigtails. He was my childhood playmate when my older sis deemed me too pesky to be around with. I shared with him my prized tea time snacks of super rings and twisties and he listened when no one else could understand why I really really wanted another barbie doll. He really understood. He gave me hugs by ‘pouncing’ on my little shoulders and we had races each day during our daily walks. As both of us grew I got caught up with everyday life and forgot that a doggie’s life span is much shorter than a human’s. Our daily talks and walks lessened but he was always there when I needed him…

Until one day, his energy was suddenly zapped away by the cancer monster. (I never even knew cancer existed in the animal world!) I tried desperately to feed him the chips and twisties he once so loved. As he lay on the floor, speaking to me through his eyes that he can’t fight anymore, hot tears spilled down my cheeks. As I regretted the times I didn’t spend with him because of something else seemingly more exciting, we made the decision to put him to sleep and end his pain. I never had the chance to make up for long walks or long chats. Till now, I wish I had…

Until Kai! Each time i look into Kai’s eyes, I see Jack. I never quite believed in re-incarnation till now. Perhaps, I’ll do better this time…

I used to live out of a luggage – having to plan my wardrobe for the next entire week
and making sure I had enough toiletries to last through my trip… Dragging my high-heeled feet with luggages in tow to the airports at ungodly hours and constantly musturing strength to plant a forced, yet genuine looking smile on my ‘perfectly’ made up face.

Gone are those days as I threw in the towel a month ago…my last day having been 29th september. I remember heaving a huge sigh of relief as I replanted my feet (firmly this time) back on Singapore ground and bid ‘good riddance’ to my uniform, manicured pink nails, coiffed hair, fake smile and japanese…yes..my smattering japanese. I still chuckle to myself thinking back on how I had to struggle! ‘kohii, ocha, watashii??!!’

Of course, there are and will be many things to miss. Shopping all over the world, the art museums in New York, beautiful weather in San francisco, the buzz of Japan, clubbing in LA with emily…(yes Emily, you are dearly missed! :()

BUT I reckon that I would much rather slave my pretty ar*e at home (singapore), save my pennies and jet-set myself all over the world. I am sure this time, I would take in the sights and sounds of my travel destinations with a lot more gusto! 🙂

‘cinderella’ me slaving in my apron get-up

cheshire grinning me.

me and emily-my reason in LA. miss ya lots!