Happiness is good health and a bad memory.

 
I’m in a happier mood today. Maybe because Surya brightened up my mood! He’s damn cute now lah. I can’t forget him with the shades and the army uniform. I drooled over him while I watched Varanam Aayiram. Watched this flick on Friday, with Prita, Dharshi, Vanan and his friend. (Sorry, I forgot her name.) The movie was pretty alright.

The storyline was a little draggy and the movie seemed to be very lengthy! Basically the storyline is about Surya and his life. He has a very understanding and loving father, whom he lost to throat cancer due to fuckin ciggies. The movie revolves around his life, love and all. I found something really weird about this movie. He was practically flaunting his body the entire movie. He was literally taking off his shirt at any scene possible. Yeah, I know he has worked out and all. But I didn’t like the fact that the entire world was gawking at his body. (He’s mine only. Yeah I know he’s married, so what’s the big deal?) It was really funny ‘cos the heroines weren’t revealing much but this guy was like showing his abs for about half the movie.

Hotness

-Clenches fist and knocks on her heart.-

Saturday was pretty alright. Headed over to Visalani’s place to see her with Prita and Dharshini. After that, Ragu brought Cookie down for a walk. And then I left with him to ECP, while Dharshini and Prita headed off to one of my other aunt’s place. ECP was good. Spent some time talking and then we went to post Ragu’s flyers over Marine Parade. He’s so hardworking. Felt nice helping him out, since his work really makes him a happy person. He was full of smiles. After that, I met up with Prita and Dharshini again, at my place. Watching songs on TV for a while.

My distant relative Sugumaran got married on Sunday. We went over to his wedding which was held at Perumal Temple. Felt good meeting up with the cousins and all. Saw many familiar faces there. Singapore is just way too small lah.

Saree Models! (I'm getting enlightened)

Tomorrow’s a very special day. You know why? It’s John F. Kennedy Jr.’s birthday. Jokes aside.

Oh yah, and also my birthday. Hehahuha!

The road of life is long, and lined the entire way with annoying idiots.

 
It’s so hard finding a job now! The annoying part is when I receive this condition at the end of 85% of the job vacancies:-

- Bilingual in English and Mandarin to handle daily operation preferred (liaise wilth Mandarin speaking associates.)

It’s fuckin’ annoying. Yes I understand that Singapore consists of many Chinese people and business associates but if so many of the local companies here are going to have such a condition then how are the other races going to find a job? I don’t think they actually bother, do they? (If anyone is offended by this statement, prove me wrong. Thank you.)

It’s definitely more difficult to get a job now due to the recession going on, but I didn’t know my language barrier would add on to it! Damn!

LDR (Long Distance Relationship/s)

Do they really work out?

When I was young, I always envied the couples in movies who were commited in LDRs. When they communicated through letters and phonecalls.

As I grew older, I started losing the faith in it. I started thinking, when couples in the same home indulge in ex-marital affairs and all, how the heck will someone overseas, so many miles away would even be faithful in their relationship? But then, my best friend in Australia got involved in one. **Yuvonne was her name.

She knew **Kelvin before, when we were in Secondary School. After Secondary School, she migrated to Australia and was furthering her education there and she dropped by once in two years to visit her cousins and friends. One of those times, she met him again. They have been together for two years.

Many months back, one of my friends told me that she chanced upoun this random girl’s friendster account and it had many pics of Kelvin in a beach, posing intimately with other females. Hugging the girls from behind, carrying one of them.

I actually viewed the pics myself, feeling disgusted. At this point, I was quite lost on what to do. Am I to tell Yuvonne what was going on and wreck her relationship? Or was I to pretend like I didn’t see anything and wait for her to sound me that her relationship was souring, before I tell her anything?

I chose the second option.

She called me on Saturday and told me about this anonymous phonecall she got from a guy. The guy warned her that Kelvin was seen being intimate with a scantily clad woman and he cut the line without giving further info.

I interrupted her at this point, and just blurted out the truth which had been pricking me all the while. She’s a strong girl. She took it quite well. She’s gonna question him when she lands in Singapore during December.

** Names have been changed to protect the identity of the victim.

A day more for the weekend.

 

A belated post.

On Friday, I met up with the two goons, Dharshi & Prita at Causeway Point. Dharshi had to pass Prita some Fiberwise.

We then headed to Mos Burger to have our dinner. It was nice, eating there after many years. We caught up on some stuff and then decided to rent some movies for later. We got two movies, ‘Black’ and ‘Metro’.

Off we went home, and watched TV for a while. ‘Ippadiku Rose’ was aired on Vijay TV and we were watching it for a bit. It’s amusing that this talk show speaks about stuff which most Indian cringe to talk about; mostly sensitive and ‘open’ minded topics. The host of this talk show is a really cool person. She’s a transgender, with alot of confidence, intellect and all. I’ve always admired her personality on air.

And then we started off with ‘Black’.

This was an emotional movie with a heart-wrenching storyline. My home was almost flooded with our tears. I never saw this side of Rani Mukerjee before. To sum up the storyline in a few words, it’s about this Blind girl (Rani Mukerjee) who had been deprived of many basic things in life because she was born deaf and blind. People mistook her for a moron and treated her like an animal. She was living a sad life until her teacher (Amitabh Bachan) stepped in and taught her many lessons and values in life. Loved the movie.

It almost almost 3 a.m. but we were not sleepy yet. So we proceeded with the next movie, ‘Metro.’

This movie was alright, just like any other normal Bollywood movie. The story was more or less about these few people living the ‘City Lifestyle.’ It was a little scary lah. So much of deceit, backstabbing, betrayal and all. The worst is when the words ‘commitment in a relationship’ didn’t mean anything in the movie. People were having ex-marital affairs and sleeping around. A bit open-minded. The worse was when this girl was conned into a relationship. She knew something was wrong but was shocked when she found out her man was in bed with someone else……another man. Yes, he was gay. *pukes* That was for Friday.

Saturday was okay. Didn’t do anything much. Ragu had to go shopping so I accompanied him to Orchard Road. Grabbed some cookies from Marks & Spencers. The biscuits and all really rocks lah. Especially this one Marshmallow one introduced to me by Becky.

We were getting hungry after all that walking, so we proceeded to Restaurant Hoshigaoka. Ordered a huge quantity. Two combos. Ragu’s green noodle looking thing was a bad choice. Was bland. The rest was good!

I shall allow the pictures speak for itself.

Checking on his green tea

Enjoying the green tea

Both the combos

His food

My food

Wah so happy with his meal

You must be wondering on how come there’s no pic of me when it comes to my outings with Ragu. That’s cos.. He’s a horrible photographer!!! Seriously.. So I gave up and just took pics of my food. Didn’t wanna look like a cam-whore in a Japanese Restaurant taking pics of myself! Haaaaa!

Paapomz!

 

Hurt, hate, apologies.

 

Lessons learnt.

1) We always fail to realise how much our actions can hurt our loved ones. When we do, its usually a little too late.

2) It’s really difficult to apologise when you’re at fault and messed up on a situation, especially when you know you’ve hurt them that bad.

3) Apologies made then make a whole lot of differences, and a even a bitter fight can result in a happy ending.

Like Ragu says, the power of touch makes the whole difference.

“And how they made my life so beautiful, by just being in it.”

Exhausted

It’s quite distracting to be online, or even think of blogging when someone keeps nagging and screaming at you. But I guess I can’t help it. My poor mum is cleaning my room and is having a hell of a time! She says my room looks like it belongs to be a Karangkuni Man.

Moving on to other matters, erm life has been pretty easygoing for the past few days. Been just lazing around at home. I haven’t started my job search yet as Mum still needs me around till next Monday to run some errands. So been just rotting at home, adapting to a very Vetti lifestyle by sleeping in the wee hours in the morning and waking up in the noon. Hee! For a while more only what, so must enjoy life which I can.

Yesterday I went to Tekka with my Mum and Sis. After we were done with our usual stuff, we three had urgent business to settle in the toilet. We didn’t wanna bring the food inside, so Mum went in first, while I decided to accompany my Sis outside. Suddenly, my tummy pain tak boleh tahan that I dumped my stuff to my Sis before running behind my Mum, at about a minute later. When I went inside, I saw an obese Indian woman putting on her pants, right outside the cubicle, near the door to the entrance of the Ladies. And err… She wasn’t wearing any undies.

It was a really very sick sight, and I just dashed to one of the cubicle. Then I realised she was actually putting on her pants infront of someone in a cubicle cos I heard her speaking and saying

“Hang on, I’m really sorry. Lemme get something in there before you proceed to use..”

Imagine the shock I had when I realised it was my Mum who was entitled to the free show all this while. She was just frozen and disgusted by the whole thing, that she didn’t even realise I walked in to use the cubicle infront of her.

Apparantly, this psycho was taking off her pants infront of the Entrance of the toilet when my mum came in. And when my Mum rushed to the cubicle to avoid the ‘unwanted exposure’, she just stopped my mum, while putting on her pants infront of her, as she left something inside the cubicle. She really did leave her POSB card on the toilet bowl.

I just don’t understand something. Why couldn’t she just change in the cubicle itself? Damn disgusting lor. I think our dinner and all was about to be puked out already. Atleast sexay like Shreya means I don’t mind. This one look like one aunty. Haiz.

My significant other injured his head last Monday. He was rushing into a vehicle, with his helmet on when his head hit the roof of the vehicle. The jolt apparently shocked him for a bit before injuring his head and neck. His poor head was left swollen for a coupla days. Bearing with the sudden pain and some numbness, even after 4 days, he decided to head to the hospital today. I, on the other hand, decided to accompany him as I knew he would have a very long wait at the hospital.

After two hour plus of long wait, we were served by a very rudely sarcastic Doctor. Firstly he gave a crude comment when Baby narrated his story.

Doctor : Swollen? I don’t see any swell.

Ragu : Yes, there is no swell now, but my left side of the head was swollen right after the incident.

Doctor : Firstly this whole thing is a very small thing.

At this point, he gave a frown and in an aggressive voice, he went :-

Doctor : It can’t even be classified as an accident! You know that right? It’s nothing at all!

The funny part is that, he only sounded this rude when Baby acknowledged that he was from SAF. I guess the Doctors there have this typical mentality that Army men head there to ponteng camp lor. I felt really bad for Ragu. Seemed like a very wasted trip. He was only given Panadol. I really hope that Baby’s strain was really nothing at all. Or else, I’ll rip that doctor’s head apart.

I’m heading over to CWP now, gonna meet Dharshi & Prita for a dinner at the Pizza Hut. Seems that Prita has some discount coupons.

Have a good weekend.