byebye birdie

it seems to be like the season of goodbyes aint it. i've lost quite a fair bit these past few weeks, my camera, laptop, relationships, etc. and now i have to say goodbye to my newly found feathered pal.

its a heap of mixed emotions. i mean, i chose to give it to budi. i know he'll do a million times better as its owner, and partly because i know it aint mine. i mean, apart from us finding the bird, i didnt have the same familiarity as i had with birdbird. and i felt replacing him wasnt..i dont know...ethical. for a lack of a better word. like, if you lose your kid in an accident, you dont want your new kid to be wearing the same old clothes, sleep in the same old bed kinda thing. and fine, its just a bird, i know. but its different. its the connection and relation that runs deeper, way beyond the feathered vs. skin superficials.

unless i can give it a good home, i wouldnt want it to suffer in the minute abode i live in right now. i barely have space to stretch my legs, i cant squeeze in all my animals with me. next time perhaps, i'll recreate my zoo. i'll get a hoard of reptiles, gerbils, birds, fishies and what nots. and of course, like all lions, baby shall reign as the king of the jungle. the balless king of the jungle to be exact. hah.

I swear the house i live in now is major anti animal jinxed. since moving in, i had everything dying/escaping on me. even the cat rarely comes home. boo. i cant wait till mom and pop settle their issues in malaysia and china and we finally find a proper home to live in. or maybe by then, i'll get a place on my own. ill be happy with the chirping and meowing. i could do without moms nagging, some peace and quiet at least.

so there, birdie has moved to budi's. i hope she's settling in fine. no one's gonna greet me in the morning or when i get home late at night :( i didnt think i'll say this, but hell yeah, i'm missing her bad.

to a better home sweets..

photo aperitifs

huiling actually made it down to the park! my buddy back in the days where our uniforms only measured 50cm long. hur hur. my dearest aspiring doctor, dont you dare ever go private. ;)


ben's new car! wheee!


WRS d&d. as much as i mocked the theme of it, it turned out really really well. absolutely enjoyed myself. :) thats gwen and ally frm the zooo!



us again, with pipi's intrusion into the picture. that slow poke.

hehe, our really crazy night out. it was power 98's powerJAM band showdown. and it was held at zouk. imagine, 3 hungry girls straight from work, event started at 730. and it was freeflow of everything apart from beer. we only had some hazelnut wafer thingies, with compliments from munchy's to last us the entire night. and like 200million glasses of whites. ooh.. it was good crazy fun of photowhoring and what nots..

thats us, munchy ad-ish, at the VIP bar before flinging it down towards the DJ and judges. hahha.

yay! :)

so since we had to lug ourselves back to office the following day, with the amount of alcohol pumping through my veins, EVERYTHING amused me. we were having chicken that day, and i just had to vandalise all the lunchboxes. hur hur..

a real toucan's bill!

gwen's favourite elderly man. he's 70 mind you.

i see the farmer instincts showing. haha.

gwen's favourite dickhead. haha.

Pinky! i had to help drive pam's media group the other day. it was a jpop artiste, Misia, apparently uber famous, but i was way more interested in pinky the penguin. haha. i had to grab her for picture!

the teenage flock of flamingos at the BRC.

birdbird! i wish. we rescued this birdie and temporarily named him jurong west. hahah. long story. i so need to get his "FOUND" ad up soon before i get too used to her and not want to return, like hongwei and monkey...

dont eat meeee...

ROAR!!

pipi the ferret!

blood donation at the zoo. my iron count was too low, yet again, hence the third finger. the plastered punctured third finger to be exact.

pipi's fine asss...

bouldering with the zoo peeps.

jam hsiao's falconer programme. once again, i had to help pam drive her media group around. i'm really getting good at this whole ahmad service thing. i should start charging! haha. just like how everyone in office regards me as the technician. once any printer/copier/fax/laminator/machine fails, its GLOOOOORRRIIIIAAAa...WEEE NEEEEDDD YOUOUUUUUU......

so, thats jam hsiao, hsiao jing teng in pink. an extremely girlie guy, taiwanese singer whom i couldnt give a hoots about, but turned out to be this really gentle (i did mention girlie didnt i) humble guy. so he's okkkkkkkk i guess...other than teenage mag being huge asses, with the audacity to shift their weight around in our park, he wasnt all that bad.

the very very gorgeous brahminy kite!

black is the new black

while we were at ikea tampines the other day, we came across a pitch black room with black walls, black curtains, black sheets, clad with fire engine red furniture. man! i fell in love. i slumped into the bed with a giant glee on my face. then i turned to christine and said very seriously. black is the new black.

what??!? did i just say that??

i cannot describe it, it was a distinct mixture of confusion and gloria-you're-such-a-freaking-retard written all over her face. haha. whee! it was gorgeous. ever so heavenly. the room, not christine's face. my room shall turn black by september. muahaha. i so cannot waittttt....

lalaland

shit man. i'm damn freaking sleepy. im so sleepy, i dont even feel like going to the bathroom to pee. urgh. damn char kway teow. i'm holding it responsible..

i dont have much to do at work today. nick told me to come in early since Isabel's gonna be here for some site inspection. and when she finally got here, i wasnt required to attend. rahhhh... i could have slept more. :( i'm really really sleepy.

i've got a ton of photos to post up. that said, im still depressed over losing my camera over the weekend. they should microchip cameras with a GPS tracking device. that way, i can screwdriver the thief's asshole with the new taxidermised arapaima sitting in office. the fella which died a couple of days ago. now we've got zero arapaimas. no cool feeding sessions during the pelican chit chat anymore. boo. we should steal one over from the zoo. hur hur. speaking of which, since they're so into taxidermisation, they should have done the same to ahmeng. who cares if she was famous, you kinda get to keep her alive still. so what, its ok for the tiger and crocs and 2 owls staring right at me now, but not ok for an orang just because they're too human like? whatever man. they so should have. they should...now all she's left with is a rotting carcass. she could have died prettier. haha.

anyhow, as i was saying, i am..and stilll am super depressed over the camera. we lost it at popeye's chicken at the singapore flyer. i bloody hate tourists and kids. those from olympic land especially. damn freaking noisy. we were up in the cabin of the singapore flyer and my cabin was infested with china kids, God knows why. i was busy trying to take night shots where you really have to be absolutely still, and i had this kid swinging from the pole, ramming the glass every 5 seconds. i took her by her hair and rammed her head into the metal pole. well.. i wished i did at least. what i did, however, i grabbed her by the shoulder and gave her the meanest bitchiest disciplinary mistress glare i could muster. i think it worked, coz she freaked and ran off. yes, ran, because the singapore flyer cabin is that freaking huge.

though having spent 04983248203948 bucks building the flyer, i still rather the chair lift at the sentosa! i love the cold wind blowing by your face as compared to the airconditioned cabin cell you're stuck in for 30 whole mins. and theres privacy. and you can swing your legs freely. and freak when you realise your 70dollar slippers are hanging by your toes. and what more, they spent another 6figured sum on changing the rotation direction just because some feng sui master said so. either way, it still spin towards singapore, depending on which way you'd wanna look at it. if i were the fengsui dude, i'd definitely claim that, and await my hefty sum of money when my pay cheque arrives. wind water my ass. thats worse than conning those old aunties off magic miracle stones.

we should have taken a million photos, but no, some popped eye dude at bloody popeye chicken just had to swipe my camera away. urgh! dont even get me started on how freaking bad the service is there. tourist attraction spot and they allow such retards to serve you. what sort of image are they trying to portray. save me.

we did SO much over the weekend. the luge, the butterfly park, the images of singapore, tiger tower, dolphin lagoon, cable car, underwater world, songs of the sea (man that was freaking awesome) 4D magix, DHL balloon, singapore flyer and the mint museum of toys. and like 5billion rides on the the chairlift. haha. very fun. could have been better photowhoring the entire trip. somebody buy me a cameraaaaa....my birthday is approachingggggg.....pleaaaseee?? preetty preeettyy pleasee??

im so tempted to hide at the staff lounge or the penguin exhibit to catch a few winks. hur. i hope no one catches me. im so extremely sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeepy :(