I like crispy chicken skin.
Fat or no fat.
So there.
Hrumph.

Was at borders today before the movie and got a couple of Asterix and Obelix comics for myself, a collection of fairy tale classics (peter pan, alice in wonderland and wizard of oz) for my little niece as a belated birthday present and a jigsaw puzzle book for another niece for her be-early birthday present on christmas eve since i would not be around then. Was also told off politely by borders' staff that adults are not suppose to sit at the children section story-reading area. Doh.

What a coincidence.
Bump into tony again and luckily this time he called out to me from behind on the escalator or else i would have missed him again.
Well good to see you again toys... or should i call you jedixus now?
Now i see how i have not recognized you that day, you are not wearing specs!! :)
Glad to have met lainey and fluffy too, though briefly. *chuckles*
Definitely caught by surprise.
What a day.

On What's my cat's secret identity quiz on emode:

Its cuddly and needy...

*drum roll*

My cat is Winnie the Pooh.

Hmm. Gee.

My cat has a sudden fasination with the tv.
It is sitting on my bed watching scrubs now.

Moved my brother's tv into my room to replaced to konked out ancient aiwa hi-fi set.
Suddenly my room seemed a little more... cheerful?
I guess a space never felt really empty til you put some things in it.
Never complained that my room was quiet before, but with the tv constantly playing,
i just realised it must have been quite silent before.
Not that i mind.
I just didn't really know that i minded it.
Do i mind it?
Or have i just realized that i need something which i never had before?
Sounds like a typical wet dream of a typical modern day sales-marketing exec -
selling people the idea/product that they never realized they nad wanted or needed till they are told so.
Ah.
The basic philosophy of advertising?

I think i will go switch off the tv now.

Both me and him are down with stomach flu and food poisoning respectively.
Guess that's why we are both lying in bed watching tv and drinking water like mad.
And really doing very little else.
*chuckles*

Watched Singing in the Rain today at the Esplanade.
Great show.
Commercial no doubt but hey, it's entertaining!
And what a theatre!
Think its byebye to old Kallang theatre for such big productions from now on.

HmMm need to go pick up my prize from the bicycle shop soon.
I wonder how my new mountain bike looks like.
Guess it wont fit onto my car since i don't have a bike rack.
Cycle home from haig rd?

woohoo.. 3 weeks in Japan.
Boy, do i need the break.
This is gonna be fun i hope.

I didn't realize my insurances cost so much.
Will be pretty broke for a while.

Movies i want to watch but have not had the time:

1) The guru
2) The dangerous lives of altar boys
3) Samsara

Planning to catch:

1) One hour photo
2) Harry potter

Books to complete:

1) Life: A user's manual

I need help with my engrish.

My cat damaged my couch with its scratching.
One proven to work method was to smear some vicks on the surface as he avoids that like the plague.

Now let's see...

was ill for abit but am better now.
cannot remember what i did during the weekend.
oh yes.
saturday went for yoga, visited ikea, felt sick, met some friends for potluck, pick up things from babes.
sunday volunteered from 7am till 3pm for car rally cos they raising money for my school, seemed fun, won the 3rd prize at the lucky draw (mountain bike).
this week, i am going to hold my breath till the week is over.
am so so so busy.
mornings are filled with screenings while afternoons are spent getting things ready for graduation and year-end party.
am so so so tired.
went to a wedding dinner today but left after the 3 dish cos he was sick and needed to see doctor.
lots of arrangements to do, buying things for my mom to be sent over by her friend, arrange for plane tickets for my brother, buying digital camera for another brother.
did i mention that i am tired?
coming saturday will not have yoga cos too rushed for me as there's singing in the rain performance at 2pm (yoga ends at 1), luckily yoga kaki also cannot make it.

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It was a surprise nonetheless.
I walked up to my room and my eye immediately caught a vague shadow from the corner of my eye in the dim sitting area outside my room. Its like a ghostly image, an impossibility which made me do a double take for a moment. I switched on the light to see my spanish porcelin doll, broken months ago, standing on the coffee table. Something lurched in my stomach and i caught my breath. How could it be? Wild thoughts run through my head. For months, she has laid in pieces, kept in a marks&spencer green plastic bag, along with a tube of porceline glue on the coffee table. Rememberance of time past when i panicked when my cat broke it. The familiar premonition of evil heralding in the horizon when i picked up the pieces. I intended to fix it so long ago, an object i couldn't help but associate as a symbol for my then rocky relationship. A misguided attempt, an idea that i would be able to ward off the evil eye only if i could fix the doll back, yet at the back of my mind i despaired. I never had the chance to fix it back as it was too late. And i had not touched it since.

Months passed. My life went through hell and back. So many readjustments, so many conflicts outside me, within me. I have come to a point when i felt that i could not moved on much further. I thought of ending the relationship, and let the pieces continue to lay broken on my coffee table despite several half-hearted thoughts of fixing the doll again. The crux came when even my necklace, my constant companion of four years, his gift to me broke as well. When he replaced the chain with a new one, a stronger one, i could not help but think that it could never be the same, ever. I could not, or would not look at the pieces of my life and put them back together. New things are never quite the same as the old. I know i gave him alot of pain because of this but that was what i believed. Yet today, my spanish doll stand upright again. Did he fix it? He couldn't have, i would have seen him. And he didn't. He couldn't. Yet she is there standing. It is as though... it was magic.

Of course there is a rational explanation for it all. As improbable as it was to me at the moment, i asked my maid if she had touched my broken doll and she casually told me she fixed it this afternoon. She did not say why. I did not ask why. Actually who fixed it was no longer an issue. I know i wouldn't. I know he couldn't. Perhaps the streak of mysticism in me wanted to believe in a certain divine intervention. Something magical which could fix the doll when we couldn't, wouldn't, giving me a hope i realized by now, could not come from within or from him. A sign. An omen. Something which cannot be explained but leaves my stomach hanging in the air.

She is standing and even though i had thought i would never put her back together again, i couldn't help but feel like i really want to protect her now. She looked so vulnerable with lines running through her hair, her skirts, her hands. She is standing with so many scars and i had almost forgotten how familiar she looked.

It probably sound silly and whimsical. I know i have been searching for a reason to continue but i could not trust myself nor him. Not yet. This may be the stupidest thing for one to believe in but i would take it. Because it happened just when i needed to believe in something. A sign. Yes. An omen. The little nudge to propell us forward which no one else can deliver. That is what the now standing spanish porcelin doll means to me.

A broken woman.
Mended and standing.
But lined with cracks and scars.
Mended, carefully placed on paper.
Standing like she used to.
Cracks on the outside
and the inside.
Yet standing with scars
all around her.
Missing parts to the sum of the whole.

The fact is, she is standing.

Been attending yoga classes in search for a better sense of well-being.
Body aching like mad initially but doing much better now.
Also feeling more refresh and alert after each session.
Definitely something i would like to continue.