Count your hair.... I mean hairstyle

Here’s how my hairstyle (we still call it "style" whether or not there is "style") has changed over the past 2 years.


2007: The mushroom head -my friends esp gals prefer me in this hair. Maybe I’ll go get some wigs. Dunno why this woman so scared of me.









When I bun it up, I look like a confident auntie.












2008: chopped off my hair – I prefer this carefree, easy to manage short hair. Good for travel – don’t even need to wash my hair!











The jagged fringe. Mc Dull is oblivious to my hair style, whatever it is.












The hair gets in your eyes fringe (pls ignore those people around me) . Some grumpy looking guy must be envious of my hair.

But glad my trademark – the big head remains.

Friends

Me and my old friend used to hang out as a group, as often as few times a week or every day. ALL the couples in the group have broken up (some became enemies) and each leading his/her own life, some more exciting than the others (keep changing partners). I was quite upset at first but such is life! And those you thought would be friends forever have totally vanished! The so-so ones are the dark horses ad I hope it’s friendship for a long long time to come.

But new groups of friends will come along! Today is a gift, that’s why we call it the present!

And who would have thought that a nocturnal owl can become friends with an eternally sleeping pig?

The US men and women I love

These were the wonderful men and women I met in the US. I can’t give them a miss again!


A road marshal at Yosemite Park.








The performers at Disneyland and it’s sister park - California Adventure Park who seemed to enjoy every second at work. Disneyland really seemed to be the happiest place on earth!










The technician who came up to me when I had problem with the Disney coin machine, repaired it and offered me a penny to slot into the machine. He knew I was trying to take his photo while he was working on the machine, so he paused to pose for me!





And there was this nice black Muni (bus) driver we met in San Francisco in March but didn’t take his picture. Now I ready can’t recall how this helpful, friendly driver looked like but definitely not Obama. He got us out of the Presidio (the park leading in to the Golden Gate Bridge) even though he just happened to pass by (for a toilet break) and not supposed to stop, otherwise we would be strapped there for an hour before the next bus came. And before we alighted, he said ‘God bless you”. Sooooo nice! Thank you!

Made for USA

I 'm back in Singapore for barely a week from my 2-week USA holiday and I miss the US already! The past few days, i've been sleeping b4 ten and waking up at six plus and reaching office before 8.30am (this is what really bothers me).


It was scorching in LA the first few days we were there, then our jackets proved to be too thin for San Francisco and Las Vegas. We had to queue a good 45 mins under the hot sun for the latest finding nemo submarine ride. I tell you – going into the underground air-conditioned capsule was heavenly!

Hate hate hate group tours and will never do it again cos it’s all about coach rides!. What was worse – the tour guide was a Taiwanese who pronounced “almond” as “amen”. I was glad he used mandarin as the first language! A newly wed couple from Singapore joined the tour for their honeymoon… so romantic???

Anyway, I skewed the itinerary whenever i could and opted out of those optional tours (basically bus tours that passed by an area and you take photos from the bus that came with additional charges and the tour guide was obviously not too happy about) and combed Beverly Hills, Hollywood and downtown LA and even ate the Pink’s hotdog! We caught mamma mia in Vegas and with the limited time we had there (only evenings were free), we did hotel hopping (both the posh and sleazy ones) till past midnight the 2 days we were there.

Ok… now for the highlight… on my connecting flight from Tokyo to LA, I went to the toilet which has this huge sign that said “please close door gently”, which I did… and the door came down on me! 2 air stewardesses rushed in to see if I was ok. Then they cordoned off the area.

Anyway, some 30 photos of the 1500++ i took http://www.kodakgallery.com/ShareLanding.action?c=154cfbnf.70b2ju0r&x=0&y=-srxzth&localeid=en_US Can't put up photos of posters of nude gals.

And d*** the trans island 857 driver who drove off the suntec bus stop before i could even make out the bus no. 2 days ago. It was almost 7pm, tired and hungry as i was and he parked so close to the bus in front of him, stopped there for a few seconds and swerved out of the bus lane and drove off. Bet he couldn 't even see if there were passengers approaching. Anyway, the bus company's feedback mechanism is useless cuz i had this problem 2 years, sent in my feedback and the same old thing still happens. Wonder why they still bother to have the feedback channel around.

Family Dinner, plus a colleague

We had a family dinner recently. Go to our invited guest's blog for the details http://www.limology.blogspot.com/

<-- My painless husband.

F1 Night Race Was Great!??

Nice picture of Singapore's skyline yah? I took this at my company's F1 party last friday. Our office has a good view of the circuit so there we were. Food was ok, company was good and we could see the cars zooming by (but not which was which). They looked like specks of dust from the 37th floor and

when night fell, all the camera could capture was the 2 lighted tracks.

And it was minutes of boredom after the cards passed these 2 tracks we could see, before the cars sped past in seconds. But indeed, it was thrilling to hear the roar of the engines - live.

I was quite proud to tell (i.e boasting) some of my frens about the party (b4 it happened) and they happily told me they had THE tickets to the races.

Hurray F1!!!

Actually, doesn't Little India look just as good as the city at night?

If I struck lottery

I was watching tv recently and there's this Euromillions lottery across 9 countries in Europe. So those who bought the tickets (we can call them the hopefuls or the gamblers) were asked what theyintended to do with the $$$ if they won the USD27 million lottery (I think so). And one British man said he would give part of his winnings to Lehman Brothers. SOme gals said they would buy a pony.

For me, i would probably start a company and employ the people I hate.