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s t a r m | s t November 22nd, 2008

I don’t mean to be mean but I couldn’t help but smile [and sometimes, laugh] while watching these videos. Can so identify with the ‘omg-ouch-*curse*-i-hope-noone-saw-it-let’s-pretend-nothing-happened’ moment(s), or the occasional laugh at oneself for being clumsy, considering the sheer number of times I tripped, stumbled or fell down. Sigh, just call me Little Miss Klutzy.

The worst two falls I ever had were 1) when I was heading down the stairs just outside my house on the very first day of college, and 2) when I went out for dinner with my family on my birthday a year or two back. For the former, I didn’t think to not go to school. Instead, I hobbled painfully to school, participated in all the orientation stuff [which included running and jumping and all that class-bonding jazz] and then limped back home with mum asking why my ankle has swelled to the size of an elephant’s. For the latter, I tripped over the carpark kerb, grabbed sister on the way down, and sat my entire weight on one ankle [and I was wearing flats, omg!]. Then proceeded for the birthday dinner with my leg propped up on a seat. Ahem.

Models are human too.

The best runway for falling down - the platform is cursed!

The funniest fall I had was outside some HongKong style cafe somewhere in the East, though it wasn’t funny when it happened.

I was walking out to the road and talking to my friend who was trailing behind me. When I turned back to the front, I was close to the stretch of drain but did not notice it because 1) it was too dark and the colour of it was as unassuming as the pavement, and 2) my eyes were concentrated on the dustbin, and as I stretch my hand out to throw my plastic cup away, my foot stepped into nothingness.

Whooosh!

The next thing I knew, I was waist-deep in the drain. The cup has flown to the road beyond the drain and pavement. My friend spoke to thin air. AND people were laughing!

Sigh. Talk about Epic Fail.

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s t a r m | s t November 13th, 2008

I read about Rihanna’s upcoming Sg concert in the papers this morning and was reminded of an awesome video I saw some time last year.

Oh boy, this still cracks me up. Absolutely brill!

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s t a r m | s t November 12th, 2008

Thanks to Mandrake, I found myself surfing bash.org’s website yesterday, and laughing to myself at the hilarious quotes in there.

Some of the funnier ones:

Of idiocy.

by: Is there anyway I can tell the world I’m an idiot?
Seven7: Of course, just type your name, where you live and your confession
by: Kk
by: I am Mark Duval of Belgium, and I am an idiot
by: ?
by: Now what?
Seven7: Don’t worry. It’s done

*ROFL*

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s t a r m | s t September 7th, 2008

The bar community unofficially migrated to Plurk and some Plurks amused me to no end.

Bullying our resident asshat whom we all love.

[That was the period of time when everyone started changing their nicks to chinese, which ended up really hilarious. The first nick literally means 'toy boy', and the second is 'anyhow cross the road' <- Jaywalk.]

[[The thing about Plurk is that sometimes people can type things at almost the same time and they'll come out when one reloads the page, so repetitions are normal in a plurk.]]

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s t a r m | s t August 28th, 2008

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s t a r m | s t July 29th, 2008

When one is really tired, one cannot:

1) make any connections

Me: What’s her [sister's colleague] name?
Sis: Dory.
Me: What’s her nickname?
Sis: Fish.
Me: But why??
Sis: *looked at me like I was an idiot*

2) speak properly

Me [rapidly]: I cannot talk.. I cannot.. Cannot.. I.. *fumble* Cannot start.. a… topic.. I cannot start a topic… Cannot.. I..
Sis [lifted one eyebrow up]: Yah, I can tell?
Me [still rambling like an on-going train]: … until I get some food and rest…
Sis [amused]: Uh huh.

Thank goodness for ever-patient sister.

Otanjoobi omedetou gozaimasu, my beautiful onee-san!  

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s t a r m | s t July 26th, 2008

Another mail from my boss, the matchmaker:

Hi [insert my name here],

Pl arrange to meet Mathew. He is probably an old guy. =(

Rgds,

S

HAIyah. Maybe this is all part of the employee’s uhh. welfare scheme.

P/s: Yes, I know there’s a missing part II.

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s t a r m | s t July 23rd, 2008

Before I engage in The Adventures of starm|st and mangO in the Day-Time, here’s a little sidetrack of The Curious Incidents of starm|st and mangO in the Night-Time in Osaka, our last stop for the Japan trip.

Sister and I stayed in a dorm room [with two other people] at Shin-Osaka Youth Hostel on our first night in Osaka. Needless to say, we came out of it scarred for life.

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s t a r m | s t July 3rd, 2008

There is a first time for everything.

In all of 5 hours yesterday, I

• saw singledoubletriple during my meetings and kept wanting to tumble off wildly from my seat
• wanted to throw up every time I shakenodturn my head
• felt incredibly dizzygiddyweak
• blacked out for a bit and crashed to the ground [can't really recall howwhatwhy, only remember colleague calling boss, boss!]
• criedtearedbrood because of above incident
• managed to stand up only to sway comically backforthbackforth, and then sit back down abruptly on wherever again
• had the worried boss drive me home
• muttered to boss I want to throw up and My head feels detached from my body about 632814 times on the way back
• stumbletripveered drunkenly into the house, into my room - world still spinning, lay in bed - world still spinning, close my eyes - world still spinning. Felt like I was driftingfloatingflying around
• amused Eliot by my opening greeting of Today the sunset is in shades of pink and peach to which he replied Are you high??!
• made Eliot laugh at me throughout our conversation, bugger it, where’s the sympathy??
• irritated Eliot with my mumblings.. I think. :/
• tried to sleep but it felt as though I was levitating myself off my bed and was afraid I’ll float out of the windows
• mistook my table for my closet [the said furniture are on opposite ends of my room]
• dreamt of monsters
• thought I saw monsters, hallucinations omg
• jackknifed up in fright and almost punched my mum [in reflex] when she tapped me really gently on my shoulder to wake me up
• was supported by mum’s armhandshoulder because she was afraid I’d faint while walking from room to kitchen

Guess why?

Because I took… *drum roll*… painkillers. Jang jang jang!

Yes, anti-climatic, I know.

The painkillers were prescribed by a doctor for a pain which has been recurring for the past month. 2 pills and 4 hours later, I felt like I was on drugs [not medicine-drug but like, cannabis-marijuana-drug (not that I've taken any before)], or reallyreallyreally high on alcohol. Of course, it didn’t occur to me to make that link [drugs and drinks] til Eliot pointed it out with You sound so stoned and I think you’re very high and then repeated them every few minutes to drive into my head that I was insane not of sound mind not behaving very normally.

What kinda painkillers are these, d*mmit?!

And the reason for this entry to be under ‘about funnies’ is because, thinking back, the 5 hours have really been quite comical ['cept for the blacking out part]. Or maybe my sense of humour is dark and morbid.

Or maybe I’m still insane. *giggle giggle*

Still feel like throwing up here hello.

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s t a r m | s t June 25th, 2008

Just realised my Japan [mis]adventures have been the only entries properly written the past couple of months; others were seemed very fragmented, bimbotic [well, this one is deliberate] and random.

Well, more of my randomness for now. Beebs sent me this and I thought it was pretty cute!

The many facets of work life: 

Boss not around:  Boss calling:  In a meeting:  Training:  Tea break:  Before noon on a weekend:  Ready to get off work:  A holiday tomorrow:  Receiving today’s target from boss:  Tough target to meet:  Finding it impossible to meet boss’ requirements:  OT:  A whole night of OT:  Being notified to do OT during weekends:  Meeting with ‘Sorry-I-Don’t-Know’ clients:  Made mistakes at work:  Achieving little:  Frustrating things happening:  Finance people not giving the $$:  NO BONUS this year:  

Busy working, pick.ing.up.the.pieces, accepting happiness, and having fun with friends to blog regularly. I believe that is called ‘having a life’. Not a zen and fuss-free one but still. [I'll be back. Soon. Promise!]

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