The walk to the bus stop felt familiar and yet foreign as it had been weeks since I went to school. For the record, I went to school from elsewhere on Wednesday. A new express version of the bus that I normally take was introduced and I boarded one of those, as both buses came at the same time and the non-express one was packed to the brim. I felt bemused at the disparity, for the express bus had a lot of available seats. Did a difference of up to a dollar in bus fare make so much of a difference? I did not complain though, and made myself comfortable. A grand total of ten minutes was shaved off the journey duration, leaving me distinctly unimpressed.

I was looking forward only to playing Dota in school. Was confident and excited before the match but lost yet another Dota game in school (four and counting), I seem to be jinxed in school. Sigh…

Was the first one present for my grandmother birthday dinner. My eldest uncle’s family was atrociously late, show more respest to the matriach, for crying out loud. Of all places, she chose one that I frequent, I could mentally taste the dishes before they even entered my mouth. As if that was not bad enough, she chose the less palatable dishes. Oh well, at least the food was secondary, since I realised that for some loved ones, the most valuable gift of all is one’s time. Knowing something and experiencing it are actually quite different, it was quite a humbling lesson.

It was a good day.

This is for Nic:

Isn chee bye a wonderful vulgarity? It is truly delightful and easily my favourite Singaporean expletive, precisely because it does not sound like one. It is Hokkien for agina? but it is so much jauntier than its British four-letter equivalent, which sounds so guttural, particularly when it is said sneeringly through the side if a Londoner mouth. Like my mother. That always got my attention when she called me in from the street.

Chee bye, on the other hand, comes across as a formal farewell to the unfamiliar ear. You can almost imagine Jeeves and Wooster crying heerio! Bye!?Such a breezy exclamation, it appears to crop up at the most inappropriate junctures. Two drunks argue in a Toa Payoh coffee shop and, no matter how personal and objectionable the bickering gets, they conclude by shouting heerio! Bye!?Well, that is jolly decent of them, isn it?

I must be getting old as I have started sending Christmas cards this year, to friends whom I have not contacted for some time. On second thought, that should be changed to friends who are older than me. I learnt that it is not a good idea to attempt to finish all the cards (twenty of them) in one night, especially when I write quite a few words on each card. Speaking of that, Christmas cards do not exactly afford me much space to write on. After valiantly squeezing in everything on the first card, I decided that I had to omit some parts for the rest, especially when the cards are of different sizes. The smaller ones probably had a word limit of two hundred words. The Christmas cards were not exactly cheap and some of them looked in terrible condition. Did I buy them too late? Also, I should have noted that Christmas this year fell on a Monday, which meant that I had one day less to send out the cards. As it is, I think I did send them out one day too late, which means that they will only arrive one day after Christmas. Here is what I originally planned to write on one of the cards, as it turned out, I had to shorten it further when I penned the cards.

This is a Christmas card masquerading as a gesture of friendship. I do not go to church, so the significance of Christmas is lost on me. I do not buy into the eason to be jolly?tagline that the media feeds us year after year, since I believe in being jolly everyday.

Anyway, I thought I would start writing to people whom I consider my friends once a year. It was an absolute privilege to have worked with such a harmonious bunch of people. I still look back fondly at my few months working at UOB Hougang North. If we could be colleagues again after I graduate, it would be a job that I will give serious thought to.

I should keep this short, it will be quite troublesome to write out all this four times, I am tempted to either print this out and paste it onto the card, or just photocopy the card, haha.

Wishing you people all the best for 2007 and hopefully I will see you people soon, like Philip housewarming gathering.

University of Alabama at Birmingham, Birmingham, AL
Submitted by Eric

In biology, the professor is discussing grooves on the stomach called rugae and their effect on the stomach growling
Professor:  These rugae are found on other organs as well, including the vagina.
Brahptimus Prime:  So vaginas can growl, too?

After more than two years of living alone, I will be moving house again before Chinese New Year. I think the company will be a welcome change but yet I will at times miss the privacy and solitude that living alone affords me.

Of the Premiership’s top ten all-time top scorers, three – Alan Shearer, Les Ferdinand and Ian Wright – have retired. A fourth, Dwight Yorke, is in the Championship. Robbie Fowler, Teddy Sheringham, Jimmy-Floyd Hasselbaink and Andy Cole are in the twilight of their career. Thierry Henry is in a slump, Michael Owen a crock.

Is it worse to be not able to help a loved one or knowing that the it hurts the loved one that you are not able to help?

Can someone please please please explain to me how I am wide awake after polishing off close to ten standard drinks and not having any sleep for more than 40 hours?

Just about the highlight of my psychology paper was a woman actually bringing in a dictionary to the examination hall and saying with a straight face that she did not know that dictionaries were not allowed during examinations even though it is not the first time she was going through the examination system. The invigilator sure struggled to keep a straight face whilst confiscating the dictionary.

(5 secs later)