Monday, April 30, 2007


First time I talk to my mother in 2 weeks and she says to me: Wah, you put on weight hor. Chubby.


Friday, April 20, 2007

Short term memory.

Last week, I received a letter in the mail from my building's management company (no not Helix ying, Quadrangle bought Castlereagh. CAN YOU IMAGINE? I ALSO SAY. SO GROSS!) tell us tenants for they would begin installation of the permanent window a/c units FOR FREE AND AT NOT EXTRA CHARGE!(IN BOLD! WITH MANY MANY EXCLAMATION POINTS! WAH!!!!)

Today, I received another letter from said management company telling me that rent has gone up.



Honestly, how stupid and/or forgetful do they think we are?

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Puerto Rico

Because I have just wasted 5 hours of my life on internet service providers whose only goal seems to frustrate to death their customers, I went through my pictures from spring break to channel abit of that by the beach laidbackedness in an attempt to calm my spirits.

So here goes. Puerto Rico. (I'll write more about the place and how I liked it very very very much at a shortly following later date. no time now. Seminar paper due. I die. I really really die.)

In a picture, Puerto Rico:

Isn't this a picture right out of Singapore's cityscape?

You never know what you have till it's gone. In St Louis, in addition to family, friends, a sense of safety, security, good food, material comforts, respectable nightlife, a beach and the ocean. Fortunately, Puerto Rico had no shortage of that:


Puerto Rico also actually has a lot of other things but I have no time to put it up all now because I need to go meet someone who is going to buy my car (I HOPE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WHY NO ONE WANT TO BUY WHY WHY WHY?????) so I will be back later.


Monday, April 16, 2007

I heart New York Part II

More pics!

This is for Lerky (YEAH LAH I KNOW WHAT YOU ALL ARE THINKING LAH. FAT STILL EAT! RIGHT?) (Oh, not for the fat part. But I think OBL knows what I'm talking about)

This just made me think of the three billy goats gruff walking over the bridge. (Fantastic travelling buddies!!!)

Oh, these funny americans!

Random New Yorkie things

I especially like this picture because of the juxtaposition between the old historic building in the middle of the picture and the huge skyscrapers all around:

So today when I called Seagate to get some service support for an external harddrive, I get this automated message:

We are sorry that our technical support line is facing technical difficulties. Please try again later.


Sunday, April 15, 2007

Wah! So Cool!

I got myself a hater!!!

Hullo Anon Hater! Do you mind if I call you A.H. for short? I'm sure you don't right? Welcome! Enjoy your stay! Make yourself at home!

Thursday, April 12, 2007

I heart New York Part I

I realise that my last post was rather humanless so at Zhu's exhortation I am back with more. Now that you've seen winter in my neck of the woods (hurhurhur isn't that adorable? Neck of the woods? Who uses that?) I suppose now's as good a time as any to write a little about Winter break in New York.

New York. Where does one even begin? This grand dame of cities, this true capital of capitalism, this temple of consumerism, this beating bleeding heart of the most powerful nation in the world. I wrote earlier that Chicago was a city on the way up, a city with her eye on the prize and an unwavering drive to make it to the top of the pile. If that is true, then New York is the city on the top of that pile, the city that holds within her nonchalant grasp, the prize that all others strive for. She sits utterly comfortable in her own skin, unapologetic for her flaws and more than a little intolerant of excuses, failures and mediocrity. I used to think that I'd give anything for an opportunity to live and work in New York. Never anything long term of course, just long enough to get my hands dirty working the legendary hours and living the legendary lifestyle but not long enough for the city to chew me up and spit me out. I have my doubts now, having spent 3 weeks in this metropolitan mayhem where everything while undeniably alive vibrant and throbbing just seems more than a little intrusive. One pigeonhole apartment overlooks into another pigeonhole apartment, buildings stand shoulder to shoulder, and cars are gridlocked bumper to bumper, altogether making for a picture that is just a little too claustrophobic for my tastes.

Don't get me wrong, New York is truly an amazing city. It's streets pulsate with a life that is infectious. It's people stride block after block with a purpose and a goal. It is a metropolitan jewel that has something to offer for every imaginable appetite. But it is not without its price. You see those who have tried but failed in the homeless and the destitute who are perhaps more than a little bountiful. You see the intensity of the rat race and get a keen feel for what is truly meant by the phrase "cutthroat". I do hope you're not now under the impression that I had a terrible time in New York. To the contrary really, it was one of the best vacations I've had and I suppose now's as good a time as any to express my greatest appreciation to my kind kind kind host Shoumin, who not only hosted me, but Mark and Darius as well. I'll admit, I was a little skeptical about spending 3 weeks with 2 guys I barely knew; I didn't even know what Darius looked like and the only thing I'd said to Mark was that his birkenstock monk shoes were ugly in Con Law but rather serendipitously, everything worked out for the best. These 3 were such fantastic travel mates; no one was picky or difficult to get along with. Darius wanted to eat EVERYTHING, Mark wanted to BUY EVERYTHING and Shoumin was just there leading the ride. It was fantastic. What I really loved about New York though, more than the shopping, (yes yes, who knew) was the FOOD. Every which way there was something I wanted to try. We had this fantastic After New Year's day brunch at this charming little bistro near SHoumin's apartment and for some reason, that just stuck in my mind as being especially good. Oh and another thing I really like - BROADWAY. I tell you, I could bankrupt myself going to all the musicals and plays showing. On our last day there (Mark's last day) he and I went to catch Avenue Q, essentially a Muppet's show for adults which was uproariously, rip-roaringly, side-splittingly hilarious. Anyways, enough with the writing. Enjoy!

Sunday, April 08, 2007

Welcome back!

So yes, now that the jessups are over, one might say that my life is back to normal although some may ask what exactly that entails and to be perfectly honest, I'm not sure either. I had originally intended a long discourse on this most memorable of experiences but words fail me. Perhaps at a later date when the words that automatically associate with that memory are more than just "WOOOOAAAHHHH.... ARRRGHHHH... PAAAAIINNNN.... NO WAYYYYYYYY... EHHHHHH?...".

Until then however, I thought it appropriate that I should update the rest of you loyal readers (if there are any left of course) of my life thus far. First up:

Freaky Flash Storms Seize St Louis - Coldest Winter in last 15 (or thereabout) years.

The thing about winter is that while it is at times painfully exquisite that too is precisely its problem. It is PAINFUL. To walk through, to drive through, to exercise in, to shop for groceries in the midst of, and basically to just be alive in. Which is why everytime I see a homeless person (and there are quite literally a tonne here) I always wonder (a bit morbidly I'll admit) if I'll see that same person the next morning. There is no other season that draws the distinction between the haves and the have-nots any more starkly than winter does - when more than just economics, market forces, social and racial stereotyping and just plain bad luck are against them, when even the weather turns hostile and inhospitable, when essentially the world takes their lot and rubs it in their faces. I suppose what I realised then was that even appreciation of the beauty of winter was a privilege that very few of us realise is not an entitlement, that it isn't something that everyone else enjoys and that we should be very thankful we're in a position where we can look out at a snow covered landscape from behind glass and warmth and central heating.

That said, winter does make for some beautiful landscapes, where everything is pristine white and delicate. Where the branches glisten in the sun, bejeweled crowns against a backdrop of white. I'll definitely miss the changing of the seasons, there's something terribly invigorating about renewal and birth after 3 months of dastardly chilling weather and when everything is bleak and grey and the sun is around for approximately 8 hours a day. When there is nary a chirp or a rustle first because everything is hibernating and second because I suppose there really aren't any leaves to rustle on the bushes. But enough of cliched descriptions of the weather. I shall embarrass myself no more. More to come in just a little while more friends. Thank you, and welcome back!