Ahh.. memories of catching The Simpsons everyday during dinner time in Oz. Cute!
[via SiDeBuRnZ]
Last Saturday, by accident Khim and I caught the Singapore vs Malaysia ASEAN Football Championship 2nd leg semifinal game.
We hardly know any players of the Singapore team now. Before Singapore was booted out of Malaysia Cup, which was like gasp! more than 10 years ago, our secondary school gang would know every single players by name, each have our own favourite players, support them when they play at the National Stadium, tear New Paper into pieces and throw them in the air when it’s our turn to stand up for the kallang wave. Those were the good old days.
We contemplated whether to relive those days by going to support them at the 1st leg final game against Thailand tonight at the National Stadium, but we contemplated too long. Tickets were all sold out.
I know some of us will be watching the game on TV tonight. I can still feel the thrill.
Many people tells me Tiga (pronouced tiger) is a funny name for my cat. Especially after they seen how timid he actually is.
My friend tells me her pet rabbit’s name is Daba.
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This is a true story.
Instructions: To be posted VERY LOW on the refrigerator door — nose height.
Dear Dogs and Cats,
The dishes with the paw prints are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate of food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn’t help because I fall faster than you can run.
I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on
the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep.
It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the
other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.
For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open.
I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years. Canine or feline attendance is not mandatory.
The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat’s butt. I cannot stress this enough!
To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our front door:
To All Non-Pet Owners Who Visit and Like to Complain About Our Pets
1. They live here. You don’t.
2. If you don’t want their hair on your
clothes, stay off the furniture. (That’s
why they call it “fur”niture.)
3. I like my pets a lot better than I
like most people.
4. To you, it’s an animal. To me, he/she is
an adopted son/daughter who is short, hairy,
walks on all fours, and doesn’t speak clearly.
Remember — dogs and cats are better than kids because they:
1. Eat less
2. Don’t ask for money all the time
3. Are easier to train
4. Usually come when called
5. Never drive your car
6. Don’t hang out with drug-using friends
7. Don’t smoke or drink
8. Don’t worry about having to buy the latest fashions
9. Don’t wear your clothes
10. Don’t need a gazillion dollars for college
11. If they get pregnant, you can sell their children.
[via James]
We were idling in the canteen as usual after church last Sabbath. Immanuel, son of our youth pastor from Taiwan was around happily playing with his aeroplane while waiting for the rain to stop.
I signalled for him to come over wanting to show him a bird that has flown into the canteen. He hesitated awhile, but came over anyways.
I pointed out the bird to him and he asked why the bird is in the canteen. I said the bird might be hungry.
Then he turned to the side of the canteen where there are some young papaya trees and pointing to the trees he asked, “為什麼沒有木瓜? 是不是小鳥吃完了? 吃完了怎麼辦? 沒有木瓜…”
I told him new ones will grow. He looked at me in suspicion. I then asked if he likes papaya, he nodded enthusiastically.
After contemplating for a moment, he continued, “小鳥吃完了會有新的木瓜長出來? 那邊的樹木呢?”
樹木?! Chim siah..
I love hearing him talk, he always impresses me with these chim and proper Chinese terms, which some adults don’t even use.
What a difference it makes when you use proper terms at home.
But he’s a little lor sor, cos he repeated the whole 小鳥把木瓜吃完, 沒有木瓜, 新的會不會長出來 for many many times. He sure is deeply concern about the wellbeing of the papayas.
Going to miss him so much when he leaves with the family in a few months’ time. I think when we meet again he would have forgotten me already. Haiz.
[pix via WCIII]
Quoting the kid’s mother: “This is my kindergartener’s artistic rendering of a pair of scissors she just showed me. I wonder what her teacher thought about it?”
Laugh until pee. Nice handwriting by the way. Heh.
[via Nana]
Just called Starhub customer service to enquire some stuff on my current maxonline subscription.
Waited a good 10minutes listening to the repeating recorded message telling me my call is valuable (yaya whatever) to them and alternatively to fax or email in my request blah blah.
Experience tells me I will get no respond if I give up now and fax/email them. Thus I waited, patiently. Thank goodness for speaker phones.
A young boy (or at least he sounded young) picked up the call. After waiting for 10minutes, he tells me he doesn’t know the answer to my question and will get someone else to get back to me.
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Zijie, I remember your name. And I’m waiting for the call you promised me.
Lately it has been worrisome.
Despite our utmost resistance, age has been catching up with us, one by one.
Last Sabbath, me and the church gang is sat around doing our 2nd favourite pastime — chit-chat, topics revolves around what we did in church when young, applying POSB account at the old POSB newton branch, which exist no more and how people over age of 30 will start perming their hair (horrors!).
I don’t want to perm my hair.
Everytime we reminisce of the old days, I can’t help but recall fond memories of drinking A&W root beer from the frosty mug. Hmmm..
Imagine our joy when we saw A&W in Bali and discover they still serve root beer in frosty mugs. We drank to our heart’s content ofcos. Got sugar high for the rest of the day.
Number 1 sign of old age — you begin to like talking about things in the past.
Kat is upset.
Her little niece is not reacting favourably towards her. Infact, she frowns everytime she sees Kat’s face and once cried out loudly as if some hideous monster suddenly appeared infront of her. Giving everyone a fright and at the same time shattered 姑姑’s heart.
I laughed cos I can imagine how funny it was. Ofcos my lack of empathy invited clobbering from Kat.
Kat’s brother and SIL couldn’t figure out why the reaction too and suggested for Kat to buy a special toy for her niece, which only 姑姑 can play with her. Then perhaps her niece will grow to like her.
Today we saw some baby stuff at Giant, I gave Kat a brilliant suggestion — I pointed to a pair of plastic tong, “Hey! Perfect toy! 姑姑 giap giap!”
Muahahahahah!!
Kat just gave me the death stare and walked away.
