Happy Art Searching

While having that artyfart feeling lately, I wanna draw something. Went over to Dad's place and ransacked the storeroom to look for all my drawing materials. I also found some of my artwork which I had done during my days in the art college. Feeling very happy looking at them, I also done up one waterpaint on still life. Not that good but I like the colour. Shades of black and grey which are my favourite. This is waterpaint on cotton fiber sheet.

Lost My Voice

The trend has been going on at the workplace. People are losing their voices, in company with a sore throat. I was just waiting for my turn to get it. Flu and sore throat. These are the two that would hit me often when somebody close to me have it. So since I had taken the flu jab, its not so bad. For the sore throat, I just cannot control it. The bacteriea and the viruses in the air. Human body are getting weaker these days.

I had a slight sore throat on Sunday, followed by a slight fever in the evening. Then I ran out of Lorzenges. But I took the Panadol. Monday morning, I woke up with a sore throat, worsened. I dragged myself to work, thinking that I would feel better once I started my body engine going. Alas, I felt groggy when I reached there, so I headed to the clinic straight. I was already having fever. Damned. I was given one day medical leave, so I headed home to rest.

I did not sleep well last night. Turning and tossing and my throat was burning. It did not get better. I could not swallow or speak properly. I drank lots of water and sucked on the lorzenges. It did not helped any better. This morning, I went to my family physician. She gave me the antibiotics. Hopefully I would be better soon. Im feeling drowsy now. And Im going to sleep again.

CONFESSIONAL MEMOIR

Started on a new book, RUNNING WITH SCISSORS by AUGUSTEN BURROUGHS. It is a true story of a boy whose mother gave him away to be raised by her psychiatrist. The doctor himself has a bizarre family and a neighbour who is a pedophile. His childhood was completed with challenging events that brought him through the search of his own identity and sexuality. So far, I find the book has a degree of dark humour. The story starts with the title of the first chapter, SOMETHING ISN'T RIGHT, with the first line, MY MOTHER IS STANDING IN FRONT OF THE BATHROOM MIRROR SMELLING POLISHED AND READY... Read between lines for more comprehension. Whenever I read the book, somehow, my mind always flickers with images and similarities of people around me who might have been through this. I let my imagination runs wild. The writer has also other works and the latest is POSSIBLE SIDE EFFECTS. Chronologically, the writings evolve around his earlier books like DRY and MAGICAL THINKING until this.

Retreat Time

Many people would think that a retreat is boring. On the contrary, I just feel that its fun! Don't shoot me! We work like hell and so a retreat is a time that we share our experiences, happiness or unhappiness, ideas and wishes. Talk about team building and group work, I think my colleagues are a whole bunch who put effort to it and it shows that even we might be unhappy in some ways, we are also grateful in certain perspectives.

Human relationships are so important. A good listening ear and a supportive shoulder to lean on at times. Isn't it a way to make things work somehow? A few may not be able to tolerate in a certain degree. That's it! One would shout. Then think again, opportunities are all out there. If one way cannot be right, make that way to your advantage then. Twist and turn. Crash and burn. Alrighty, what am I saying here...

Anyways, I did not get to enjoy the early session of games. Yeah. Watersports and something adventurous. When was the last time I did that... Oh yeah... The paintball game! That was fun! I was really looking forward to some water games, the trust fall and some rock climbing... Too bad I was assigned to man the fort, so I joined my colleagues in the afternoon for lunch and followed by the main session of the retreat. We had skits and role-plays. Trying to put our concerns and some ideas across to our bosses. Hopefully to get some results in future.

Overall, it was fun. People are smart and sensitive. We are afterall, a whole bunch of lovely creatures who do care what you have got and what you would give! Treats or Tricks! What am I babbling again... Look forward to next year retreat. Am I the only person who enjoys this? Roll your eyes please!

Celebration Rantings !!!

The Blinking Lights

Chicken Rendang, Sambal Goreng and Serunding

Handmade Ketupat

Assorted handmade cookies

It has been a busy day. Although I only worked half-day and went back early, I helped out my mum-in-law and the maid to prepare the ingredients to cook the food for Hari Raya Puasa. Well, we managed to finish cooking by 11pm. Not too bad. The cookies were done at a much earlier date and they look so nice.

The house is also decorated with the blinking lights. Hub and I went to the bazaar at Geylang and bought those lights for $25. The place was so overwhelming. You got to be there to experience the crowds and the stuffs they sell. One visit for me is enough. Crowded places like this is not my cup of tea. I would not go unless Im there to buy something. Luckily I got the lights or else...

Honestly, I just want to get over and done with it. I do not know if there will be a lot of people visiting. Im not anti-social. My barrier is the language as I cannot speak proper Malay. Its very sad to say. Im really afraid that those relatives or friends start the conversation in Malay and Im always stuck with how to answer them. So for me, its better not to speak if you are not sure or do not understand much. But then, people may think Im unfriendly. So most of the time, I feel like Im smiling like an idiot. Anyways, enough of ranting... seems like going out of the topic here.

I miss my late father-in-law. Its going to be one year since the day he passed on. Im expecting sad moment when we are going to ask for forgiveness from my mum-in-law the next morning. I will never forget his wise and always right advice. A great man to remember. And I always respect him in my heart. What can I do... just got to go through it every year.

Miss my sister-in-law too. As she is expecting and experiencing morning sickness, Im just wondering how she is coping at Australia everyday. Well, she has a big guy to stand by her and make sure he takes care of her well. So, sis, if you are reading this, Im looking forward to meet you again, with your baby and big guy...

ALMOST

The fasting month is coming to an end. Tomorrow will be the last day of fasting. So far, I missed two days of fast because I was having terrible migraines in mid-day and I just gotta pop that pill. Hopefully, I can still hold on till the last day of Ramadhan. I need to remember to 'pay back' the two days that I have missed. Being a Chinese Muslim, Im not into the mood of what the Malay Muslims are here, celebrating the new month of Shawal. Many people, especially the non-muslims think that it is a new year celebration. Not true, the new Islamic year is not Shawal but Muharram. So people celebrate the first of Shawal because it signifies the break of fasting month, Ramadhan. Although its been six years, Im still not used to the Malay cultures. Im not really interested, honestly. But what other choices do I have since my husband is a Malay Muslim and I have to learn the ropes from my mother-in-law. Well, she has been very patient and nice to me. But I can feel that she seems to worry about me too. Most of the time, I will go with the flow, like monkey sees, monkey does. And I do asked whats and whys. The rationale cannot seems to etch onto my head. I would like to visit the Chinese Muslims in China. I know there are plenty of them there. I have watched the documentaries about them and still prefer the Chinese Muslim cultures. They are way too simple and easy to follow. Anyway, Im not complaining. Be it Chinese, Malay, Indian or any other races of Muslims, we have only one thing in common which is our love and faith in Islam. Other things are just minor. Our strength and to uphold the rights and stands of all Muslim beliefs should be taken. And most of all, I want to tell the world that we are not even close to terrorism.

Read About It !!!

My sister-in-law is pregnant! Oh yeah! Im happy for her and my mother-in-law too because she is now promoted to granny status. Maybe I should not be too overwhelmed by this piece of news. The old folks always say that its not good to make big announcement when a woman is at the early stage of pregnancy. I do not know how it really works. Most of my friends who were pregnant before, they did wait till they were at their third or forth month to announce to friends and relatives. Superstitious? Anyway, she is now far away from us, staying in Australia. So I just pray that she could cope well with her pregnancy. I would pity her in terms of food craving, my poor sis might not be able to get what she wants over at Australia. So my mother-in-law just send her a big box of dried food, spicies, whatever she asked for that and hopefully the stuff could pass through the custom. Well, Australia is very strict about sending or bringing food into the country. I would just wait for more news to come. And pray to God that she will be in good spirit and health!

The Memory Keeper's Daughter

Its been awhile since I updated. I have been busy reading. Frequent the library very often nowsaday. Suddenly I realised that there are so many good books lying around. Im reading one book now titled, THE MEMORY KEEPER'S DAUGHTER by KIM EDWARDS.

The stunning story happened in 1964, a cold winter night. A doctor delivered his pair of twins. His first born boy was perfectly healthy, but what struck him is his second born daughter which has Down's Syndrome. He made one decision that could change and haunt all their lives forever. He told his nurse to bring the baby away to an institution. Unexpectedly, she did not but moved away to another town to raise the child as her own.

Theres a secret of the doctor's childhood that explained his split-second decision of sending his daughter away. The painful memories of the past and the difficult circumstances of the present brought him to a stage which he was almost destroyed. Tormented and seeking solace through the lens of his camera of how he sees life would be.

A powerful combination of love and regret, truth and lies, and their redemptions. A story that is heart-breaking and heart-healing at the same time. Well, read it if you can. So Im going back to the last pages of the book. And hopefully I can start another title soon.

Healing Conversation

I was browsing with Hanzy at the bookshop today during lunchtime when I came across one book, "HEALING CONVERSATION". It is not just about what to say when you do not know what to say. I believe the content will be very interesting. As a matter of fact, it should offer great comfort for those who are dealing with or going through periods of sadness, loss, pain or anger. Its just like a first aid kit for times when words are hard to come by. When you need to speak with someone who is going through moments when things gone wrong or amiss and when matters of heart is concerned.

I could not wait till after office hour. Nope, Im not going to buy that book yet. I had done a search on the library website and found that the book is available at the library near my place. So I went to the library after work and am so glad that I managed to get it!

I will buy the book if its really helpful. I think it will be. For my jobscope, I meet people who are distressed everyday. Talking to these people need lots of patience and understanding because they are seeking assistance and advices. They are mostly stuck in their realm of uncertainties and desperations. It can be mentally exhausting everyday. I need detachment. I want to learn how to support others without fixing, rescuing or judging.

The Singapore Idol Moment

I was not into this initially. I did not even know who is who. Until the last 4 contestants were left, then I started to listen to their voices and songs. Pretty impressive I can say, my opinion. I like Paul Twohill. And was abit sad that he was voted out. I always prefer the male vocal compare to the female. I do not know why. Especially those husky voices, like Jonathan's. Hady is good that I feel that its OK that he is not going to win the Singapore Idol title. He has the performer's instinct born in him. So natural. Jonathan seems less expose, in my opinion. But his husky, unique voice won all over. While I am waiting for the results to announce... Thats it!

Hady Mirza is the winner of the Singapore Idol II... !!!

Check out this link http://www.singaporeidol.com

I will not forget to look for the Mee Rebus/Soto and Satay stall uncle very very soon... To send congrats to him that his son has made it to the title and Im going to ask him to belanja me satay!

A Slack Day

Oh Yeah. I spent the whole day sleeping. Its like not having to get my sleep for such a long time. Its not norm for me to sleep like that unless Im sick. Im just too tired. I thought of going back to office to clear some work but in my dream. You can see, I even dreamt about work. Isnt this horrible?!?

I was supposed to go out with Hanzy. To get our eyebrows trimmed at Little Indian, using the traditional threading method. Hanzy said that it was not very painful and the outcome has been good. I noticed that but I have not let anyone trimmed my brows before. I do it myself all the time. So as Im freakingly slack today, since last night after I came from the play, I was thinking not going to do it. Hanzy was tired too but unsure if he went on his own at the end. Melissa called me in the afternoon to ask me out. We had planned before to go to Marks and Spencers for shopping. I again turned her down. Oh my... what a day like that. Felt wasted and unaccomplished.

I just ordered KFC via phonecall. I needed to wait for about an hour for the delivery. Hmmm. Tummy groaning. Hungry and wasted.

...happenings!

Alright. So we cannot eat bread anymore because it contains too much preservatives. So what are we supposed to do? A friend told me to get the breadmaking machine. How many chances do I have to make my own bread, seriously! Oh Gosh! And another problem with SK II skincare products. Scientists and researchers claimed that their products contained some chemicals that are very harmful to our body. So is it a scare or for real? Im wondering how our local counterparts are responding. I must go to town and check out those SK II beauty counters. Recently I was just contemplating whether to try out their products. Hmmm. Thank God that I manage to save those money.

Anyway, Im looking forward to tomorrow night. Im going with Melissa and Verena to watch a play called FUNDAMENTALLY HAPPY. Its about Eric, a 30-year old social worker who returned to his childhood neighbourhood, visited the home of his old neighbour, Habiba, where the couple was still living there, older and with children. As Eric and his old neighbour Habiba reminisced about old days, a shocking secret was revealed that would forever change their lives.

FUNDAMENTALLY HAPPY takes an unflinching look at the personal and emotional issues surrounding paedophilia, without judgement or blame. Trusted neighbour or a family friend are often people we would entrust our children to without much of a second thought. As the play traces the emotional and personal issues that arised after a secret was revealed, the implications for a wife and a mother who was also a friend of the perceived 'victim', started to surface. Questions about trust, integrity and honesty that exists in a friendship, explores issues such as memory, justification, consent and possible legal implications of paedophilia.

So we will be watching the play at 8pm next night, probably get some dinner near our workplace before that. Also hopefully that I can clear some work before I go off. Yeah. Always about work. What can I say... ...

N DEY SAY

I came back from work and turned on the radio. I heard this song on Class 95 and I was sure that I must get this song. I fell in love with this song because of the lyrics and also it has a remixes of PM DAWN, Set Adrift By Memory Bliss. So I went to Class 95 website and check out the now playing songlist and it just hit me right off. I was grinning ear to ear to learn that its by Nelly. One of my favourite RnB artistes.


N Dey Say

Hmmm... Nelly... One of my fav RnB artiste.

Smell Of Rain.. and my ArtyFart feelings.

I watched the movie SMELL OF RAIN (http://smellofrainmovie.com/) yesterday with 3 of my colleagues at THE ART HOUSE (http://www.theartshouse.com.sg/home.html).
It was my first time there, originally was the Old Parliament House. It has a nice arty ambience which I fall in love with. It reminds me of the days when I was studying at LaSalle-SIA College of Arts. I used to draw and paint very much. I did not know why I stop suddenly. I guess its the demand and changes in certain aspect of life. But my love for arts will never die.

Personally I like the mandarin movie very much. It is simple story about a lonely young man, Xiao Qi who was trapped in his childhood grief of being abandoned by his mother, on a night before the rain started. It was that smell before rain which he hated as it would remind him of such unhappiness. He had a childhood best friend, Kong Long who shared the world of their own. Then a girl, Li Er appeared that brought along remembrance of love and pain into their lives. At the end of the story, what it wanted to convey is to find the courage for new love and hope and to put the past behind so as to carry on with new life.

It was the last day of screening so I am not sure if it will be shown anywhere again. Maybe it might be released on VCD or DVD. Its worth to watch if you like something slow and melancholy.

Happiest People

The happiest people do not bother about whether life is fair.
They just make the most what they have.

The Clip That Makes Me Cry

This is not a new song but everytime I hear it, I will feel like crying. And if I watch the video clip, it makes me feel worse.

How do you feel?
Is there any particular song that makes you cry?



TONG HUA by GUANG LIANG

The video clip that always makes me cry.

Inner Self

From youtube, I saw this clip which was done by a local guy. I like the way he expressed. And the music is nice too. He seemed to be looking for his inner self. Then again its abit draggin at the end. Putting it up here to share.


Untitled

Here is a video clip about our inner self.

Is this funny?

I was surfing youtube when I saw this clip and decided to add it here.
I guess the boys were trying to be funny or purposedly trying to insult our country if it sounds serious. What kind of humour is this when you play a fool with the NDP and the president? And daringly play the National song in the background.
I read from the comment that these boys had been charged.
So its funny or not?


NDP

Is this funny?

OVERLOADED

No space to move.
No space to breathe.
I cant finish.
Yet it keeps coming.

Countless stares.
Uncommunicative.
Endless sympathies.
Some undeserving.

Caught in the ocean of grief.
Gripping the waves of energy.
Trying and trying.
Looking for that metamorphosis.

PROMISE, NEVER

BURNT BY A PROMISE
SOMETHING WHICH NEVER LEARNT
A LESSON TAUGHT NOT ONCE
NEVER TO TRUST
DESPERATE TO LOVE
EAGER FOR LUST
LONELINESS ENGULF
PROVOCATIVELY PRETTIFY
PICKING UP PIECES
CARRYING ON SOMEHOW
TRY TAPING THEM
MOVING ON WITH LIFE