voyeur

the dictionary function on my microsoft word for mac makes me giggle as i look for the exact definition of my title. so as not to twitch noses, or raise eyebrows. nevertheless, i'm sticking with it.

curious?

voyeur.
look it up.
and don't be cheeky.

tiptoed a little beyond my regular daily links on the world wide web. chanced upon some interesting blogs, there are people who i can relate to after all, whom i actually know but never knew that well. you see what having someone's blog url can do; direct access.
eye opener; people (regular type people not attention seeking whores from pre-adolescence) freely discuss their brazilians in their blogs! shocker. nyuk nyuk.
then again there are those like me whose blogs are like convoluted mazes whisking through mere sneaks and peeks of the true person behind such opaque ramblings. so much for direct access. care for a puzzle anyone?

so what does this tell me?

write more.
be real. attempt to not hang the veil so thickly over my words.
in simple words..don't care so much what people think.
yet its scary isn't it? i'm not as thick skinned as you may think. you may write something, share something, never knowing who'll read it and what they'll make of it.
tricksey.

mei needs a social life.
i make too many excuses for myself and haven't yet mastered the art of being useful and ever present during the weekend and catering to domestic necessities and also having family time while having me time. my weekends aren't very long after all. perhaps after the move. but then i'll love the house and my room EVEN more. more reasons to stay home on a saturday night.

now this ain't so hard. i used to say i want to blog everyday, then i'd make it so evry post is an event in itself, and the censoring, dear Lord, takes forever. by that i mean omitting the personal details, to protect the privacy of the people around me, the place i work etc. so complicated! hiak.

i do feel a slight ever so slight sense of liberation now. i can write more and try to worry less.

some things to smile about today:
got my moleskine prizes in the mail
had a mini karaoke session with sarah=p

some sundays are tops

i had a great sunday.
which is not to say that i did nothing contributive to the general public.
which is not to say that i had the whole day all to myself.
but it was great.
nuff said.

must be different

my dad always says..
must be different la u! in a tone of slight disgust and annoyance at my failure to conform.
like when everyone orders wan tan mee thin one, i'd want fat one.
or when everyone orders hokkien mee, i'd want the maggi mee version.
or when people want the white sugar man chang kueh, i want the brown sugar one.
hey, i'm adventurous. and anyways, im not different ALL THE TIME.
so i'm an individual.
so anyways, last saturday nite bro n i drove over to gurney drive to get tau fu fah for the folks.
yes we were sitting at home doing our stuff on a SATURDAY nite. hey working folks like to enjoy their saturday nites,k. besides parents were away for few days before and we wanted to be home. so we landed in soyaland. aand of course i wanted the tau fu fah with BROWN sugar. rebel that i am.
saturday nite ate beancurd jelly with longan. tau fu fah in fridge.
sunday nite, had crepes for dessert. tau fu fah in fridge.
mon nite. bang bang bang on my door.
OEI! leave ur TFF in fridge for so long. summore BROWN sugar no one else wants. so i go down to eat my TFF.
and..
UGH.
with brown sugar it tastes like pi pa gao and tau hu.
lesson learnt.
sometimes the majority is right. and has good taste.

p/s for those not used to the pi pa gaoslang/spelling it is some old man brand cough mixture thick and bblackish brown kinda sweet, very useful for throat problems, not a friendly dessert tho.