Thursday, March 30, 2006
Ok, so I'm back from Penang... how's everyone?
That was just a polite question, by the way... I dun wanna hear how your weekend was.
I'm too busy thinking of the lovely softshell crab I had in Penang.... sure beats the one I had just now...
I met the insurance agent friend on Monday after my belly dancing lesson... and yup, I'm gonna buy a couple of policies.
There's the health and accidental policies, then also the life policy for myself - go for something a little risky and hopefully get higher returns from there. Also gonna get the health and accidental policies for my parents I think, if CPF can really cover the costs of that. I was thinking about life policies for them too... get the one where they can withdraw the money when they reach 65... coz I mean, let's face it, in a couple of years' time, I'm gonna have to start giving them 'pocketmoney'. So I might as well start now, coz I know for sure that my parents definitely have no money set aside for retirement, too many debts to clear still. So hopefully I'll have a sack of money to give them when they retire so they'll have something more comfortable to fall back on. I talked to my mum about it, and she's worried about the premiums. When you take their age into consideration, the fact that my dad's cancer is in remission, and that my mum now has high blood pressure, it's gonna be really costly. She doesn't want me to spend that money :P Parents! We'll see how it goes. If really cannot, then I'll just get them something for health and accidental.
I'm definitely gonna get a life policy for my brother... my way of taking care of him. I'll pay for it for the next 6-8 years, then when he's 24 or about there, I'll hand it over to him, and tell him, "see here now, here's some money for you. you take over and start saving more money for your future". He's still so young, so the premium wun be so expensive, and at least it'll give higher returns than if i set money aside for him just by simply putting it in the bank.
I'm the eldest... and the older I get, the more I feel the... let's not call it 'burden'... rather, I do feel very responsible for my family's well-being.. I owe that much to them...
Lol.. typical Asian way of thinking...
That was just a polite question, by the way... I dun wanna hear how your weekend was.
I'm too busy thinking of the lovely softshell crab I had in Penang.... sure beats the one I had just now...
I met the insurance agent friend on Monday after my belly dancing lesson... and yup, I'm gonna buy a couple of policies.
There's the health and accidental policies, then also the life policy for myself - go for something a little risky and hopefully get higher returns from there. Also gonna get the health and accidental policies for my parents I think, if CPF can really cover the costs of that. I was thinking about life policies for them too... get the one where they can withdraw the money when they reach 65... coz I mean, let's face it, in a couple of years' time, I'm gonna have to start giving them 'pocketmoney'. So I might as well start now, coz I know for sure that my parents definitely have no money set aside for retirement, too many debts to clear still. So hopefully I'll have a sack of money to give them when they retire so they'll have something more comfortable to fall back on. I talked to my mum about it, and she's worried about the premiums. When you take their age into consideration, the fact that my dad's cancer is in remission, and that my mum now has high blood pressure, it's gonna be really costly. She doesn't want me to spend that money :P Parents! We'll see how it goes. If really cannot, then I'll just get them something for health and accidental.
I'm definitely gonna get a life policy for my brother... my way of taking care of him. I'll pay for it for the next 6-8 years, then when he's 24 or about there, I'll hand it over to him, and tell him, "see here now, here's some money for you. you take over and start saving more money for your future". He's still so young, so the premium wun be so expensive, and at least it'll give higher returns than if i set money aside for him just by simply putting it in the bank.
I'm the eldest... and the older I get, the more I feel the... let's not call it 'burden'... rather, I do feel very responsible for my family's well-being.. I owe that much to them...
Lol.. typical Asian way of thinking...
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Coffee, tea, or insurance?
Tomorrow, I'm meeting up with a very old secondary schoolmate. We've not seen each other for, I think, six years now. We used to be fairly close, us being 2 of the most evil and feared madams in Girl Guides. Our juniors used to shake in their pathetic shoes whenever we two strolled out to the basketball court and announced to them that hey, we were going to be their Physical Training instructors for the day.
Hey, don't laugh... I used to be able to do 50 male-style push-ups in the time it took for them to do 20 female-styled 'knees on ground' push-ups.
One of the things I loved doing to my juniors was to say "Woah! Girls, look at that tree there! So beautiful, right? I want you to run to it, touch it, and shout 'Tree, you're better than any guy in school!' and then run back. Understood?!?!"
And the poor girls would have to run in their super short shorts, right past the NCC boys doing their push-ups, scream to the tree (I'll make them do it again if they weren't loud enough), and run red-faced back.
That never failed to distract the NCC boys - it was one of the favors I did for my fellow NCC seniors - those little NCC boys would screw up whatever they were doing and present my friends with the opportunity to punish their boys.
This is what happens when the Girl Guides Company Leader and the NCC Staff Sergents are close friends... we help each other, entertain each other.
And don't raise your eyebrow at me... nothing wrong with me being good friends with NCC and NPCC boys... as scandelous as it may sound, "Wah! Girl Guide CL,so havoc ah!"
:P we just all happened to share the same friends... hell, that made it a lot easier for us when we had to organize the Speech Day parade march-past...
Those were the days...
And I've rambled on.
As I was saying... I'm meeting an old friend tomorrow. We weren't like sworn sisters or something, but we were pretty close, especially when we went to Nepal together... we'll always be trekking together those 15 days in the mountains, our eyes on Everest base camp...
I haven't seen her in ages... somehow she got hold of my email address - I think it was through Friendster. She added me to her MSN Msger and we happened to catch each other online sometime last week. When I realised who it was, I was totally surprised, like, woah, after so long!
When we got to talking a bit, updating each other on what we've been doing and all that. She mentions she's a financial consultant now. And if you're a real idiot, you wouldn't know that that term is actually code for 'insurance agent'. And I was like, ok cool, I'm now doing blah blah blah.
Then she suggests we meet up... you know, coffee, dinner, whatever.
And for a moment there, I paused; I hesitated.
Now normally I'll be overjoyed at the prospects of meeting an old friend. But...
Ok, we've not been in touch in ages... like, totally not in touch at all. And now you suddenly want to meet up? And you're an insurance agent!!!!!
Wait a minute... are you going to trying to sell me a policy or something?
Ok, so perhaps she just, well, lost touch. I mean, it's not like I myself put in effort to maintain contact with her so I've to shoulder the blame too. And maybe she did happen to stumble upon me in friendster and suddenly she felt guilty for not keeping in touch, and she really wants to know how I've been and so hence she makes contact and suggests a meet.
I mean, that's totally logical, right?
But... but... she's an insurance agent now!!!
What if she's just contacting me now coz she wants to sell me a policy???
It's one of those things where... you can't exactly not agree to meet her coz she's an old friend, and hey, you're also eager to meet up with someone you've not seen in ages. Yet, you're worried that she's not meeting you for the same reasons you're eager to see her... and yes, I admit, I would be a teeny weeny bit upset if I discover she only msged me coz she wants my money... like, so much for friendship, humph!
So you can understand why I'm dreading tomorrow evening... I'm even toying with the idea of calling her and going, 'hey sorry! last minute got work! we meet another day ok? bye!' But I'll have to meet her sooner or later, right?
I mean, I have been thinking about buying a policy, so it all kinda works together... but I do hope she geniunely wants to meet me for me.
Ya I know.. I've an ego.
It can be a little difficult to manuveour your way through when your friends are insurance agents.
Hey, don't laugh... I used to be able to do 50 male-style push-ups in the time it took for them to do 20 female-styled 'knees on ground' push-ups.
One of the things I loved doing to my juniors was to say "Woah! Girls, look at that tree there! So beautiful, right? I want you to run to it, touch it, and shout 'Tree, you're better than any guy in school!' and then run back. Understood?!?!"
And the poor girls would have to run in their super short shorts, right past the NCC boys doing their push-ups, scream to the tree (I'll make them do it again if they weren't loud enough), and run red-faced back.
That never failed to distract the NCC boys - it was one of the favors I did for my fellow NCC seniors - those little NCC boys would screw up whatever they were doing and present my friends with the opportunity to punish their boys.
This is what happens when the Girl Guides Company Leader and the NCC Staff Sergents are close friends... we help each other, entertain each other.
And don't raise your eyebrow at me... nothing wrong with me being good friends with NCC and NPCC boys... as scandelous as it may sound, "Wah! Girl Guide CL,so havoc ah!"
:P we just all happened to share the same friends... hell, that made it a lot easier for us when we had to organize the Speech Day parade march-past...
Those were the days...
And I've rambled on.
As I was saying... I'm meeting an old friend tomorrow. We weren't like sworn sisters or something, but we were pretty close, especially when we went to Nepal together... we'll always be trekking together those 15 days in the mountains, our eyes on Everest base camp...
I haven't seen her in ages... somehow she got hold of my email address - I think it was through Friendster. She added me to her MSN Msger and we happened to catch each other online sometime last week. When I realised who it was, I was totally surprised, like, woah, after so long!
When we got to talking a bit, updating each other on what we've been doing and all that. She mentions she's a financial consultant now. And if you're a real idiot, you wouldn't know that that term is actually code for 'insurance agent'. And I was like, ok cool, I'm now doing blah blah blah.
Then she suggests we meet up... you know, coffee, dinner, whatever.
And for a moment there, I paused; I hesitated.
Now normally I'll be overjoyed at the prospects of meeting an old friend. But...
Ok, we've not been in touch in ages... like, totally not in touch at all. And now you suddenly want to meet up? And you're an insurance agent!!!!!
Wait a minute... are you going to trying to sell me a policy or something?
Ok, so perhaps she just, well, lost touch. I mean, it's not like I myself put in effort to maintain contact with her so I've to shoulder the blame too. And maybe she did happen to stumble upon me in friendster and suddenly she felt guilty for not keeping in touch, and she really wants to know how I've been and so hence she makes contact and suggests a meet.
I mean, that's totally logical, right?
But... but... she's an insurance agent now!!!
What if she's just contacting me now coz she wants to sell me a policy???
It's one of those things where... you can't exactly not agree to meet her coz she's an old friend, and hey, you're also eager to meet up with someone you've not seen in ages. Yet, you're worried that she's not meeting you for the same reasons you're eager to see her... and yes, I admit, I would be a teeny weeny bit upset if I discover she only msged me coz she wants my money... like, so much for friendship, humph!
So you can understand why I'm dreading tomorrow evening... I'm even toying with the idea of calling her and going, 'hey sorry! last minute got work! we meet another day ok? bye!' But I'll have to meet her sooner or later, right?
I mean, I have been thinking about buying a policy, so it all kinda works together... but I do hope she geniunely wants to meet me for me.
Ya I know.. I've an ego.
It can be a little difficult to manuveour your way through when your friends are insurance agents.
Friday, March 17, 2006
R(A) Movie, anyone?
Last day at old job was last friday.
Started new job just this monday.
Even though I'm working for Him, that doesn' mean that I sit around all day with my legs spread - some of you might be surprised to learn that I'm more than just being about pussy.
After reading xx's blogpost, I have decided: I wanna go Yangtze to watch movie. I did see this Yangtze movie title once while flipping through the papers... movie is called 'Womb Raider'... I know it sounds corny, but I am very curious about the storyline. I mean ya, the movies there are mainly just all about the sex scenes, but some attempt at a story plot would be nice.
Why do it? Well.. I'm above 21. The 'coming of age' isn't really useful for elections coz it's not like we're going to be doing much voting anyway. The age limit at clubs can be ignored if you have assets and I have the big boobs, and a low-cut top to boot.
So the only use for the 'above 21' thing, is to watch an R(A) show.... it's just for the experience you know... so you can tell people with pride, "I just not go Yangtze see girl leh!"
Or in my case, to see men... the naked man on screen, that is.
Started new job just this monday.
Even though I'm working for Him, that doesn' mean that I sit around all day with my legs spread - some of you might be surprised to learn that I'm more than just being about pussy.
After reading xx's blogpost, I have decided: I wanna go Yangtze to watch movie. I did see this Yangtze movie title once while flipping through the papers... movie is called 'Womb Raider'... I know it sounds corny, but I am very curious about the storyline. I mean ya, the movies there are mainly just all about the sex scenes, but some attempt at a story plot would be nice.
Why do it? Well.. I'm above 21. The 'coming of age' isn't really useful for elections coz it's not like we're going to be doing much voting anyway. The age limit at clubs can be ignored if you have assets and I have the big boobs, and a low-cut top to boot.
So the only use for the 'above 21' thing, is to watch an R(A) show.... it's just for the experience you know... so you can tell people with pride, "I just not go Yangtze see girl leh!"
Or in my case, to see men... the naked man on screen, that is.
Sunday, March 05, 2006
There's so much I wanna write about... I don't know where to start.
All around me I see chaos happening, all these changes going on in the lives of my friends. There's the career moves going on for some of us, myself included. Then there's the friends who are having things going on in their love relationships. You also have those going through phases in their lives, and hence being very emotional and all that...
And here I am, sitting calmly in the center, watching it all... I wish I could help, but there's really not much I can do.
It's the period when you've just entered adulthood. You've stepped out into the 'real world', where you have to be independent now, earn and spend your own money, and start to really seriously think of concrete plans for your future. You have to be responsible now. And coz it's all new, people stumble along the way... some fall down and quickly get up, others have difficulty continuing.
It's almost like the teenage years all over again. Only now you have the money to go buy your own booze when you're depressed.
I heard that an old friend of mine apparently tried to kill herself coz of some bgr problems. She cut herself using a razor. For goodness sake, use a proper knife if you wanna die.
I felt a sense of deja vu when I heard the news. On one hand I was angry with her for being so silly. Yet I kept quiet coz I felt I did not have the right to comment. I rememebered all those times in the past when I would hold a razor to my wrist, not to kill myself, but just to make cuts. Even now, after all these years, I can almost feel the great sudden burst, the release of emotional pain as you feel the sharp physical pain of the razor slicing through skin. I had been addicted to that feeling; it had been my 'quick fix'. And it had taken a while for me to get over it. That's why I can understand how people can take sexual pleasure in cutting, as weird a means as it may seem.
I felt so helpless when I heard the news about that friend. Because I knew it'll be hard to convince her that it's not the way to escape.
Anywayz... oh well...
Going off to bed soon... I wonder if He's sleeping well now... I hope He gets beter soon...
All around me I see chaos happening, all these changes going on in the lives of my friends. There's the career moves going on for some of us, myself included. Then there's the friends who are having things going on in their love relationships. You also have those going through phases in their lives, and hence being very emotional and all that...
And here I am, sitting calmly in the center, watching it all... I wish I could help, but there's really not much I can do.
It's the period when you've just entered adulthood. You've stepped out into the 'real world', where you have to be independent now, earn and spend your own money, and start to really seriously think of concrete plans for your future. You have to be responsible now. And coz it's all new, people stumble along the way... some fall down and quickly get up, others have difficulty continuing.
It's almost like the teenage years all over again. Only now you have the money to go buy your own booze when you're depressed.
I heard that an old friend of mine apparently tried to kill herself coz of some bgr problems. She cut herself using a razor. For goodness sake, use a proper knife if you wanna die.
I felt a sense of deja vu when I heard the news. On one hand I was angry with her for being so silly. Yet I kept quiet coz I felt I did not have the right to comment. I rememebered all those times in the past when I would hold a razor to my wrist, not to kill myself, but just to make cuts. Even now, after all these years, I can almost feel the great sudden burst, the release of emotional pain as you feel the sharp physical pain of the razor slicing through skin. I had been addicted to that feeling; it had been my 'quick fix'. And it had taken a while for me to get over it. That's why I can understand how people can take sexual pleasure in cutting, as weird a means as it may seem.
I felt so helpless when I heard the news about that friend. Because I knew it'll be hard to convince her that it's not the way to escape.
Anywayz... oh well...
Going off to bed soon... I wonder if He's sleeping well now... I hope He gets beter soon...
Saturday, March 04, 2006
Hello people,
I've been gone a long while... I was going to blog on so many things, most of them whins and complaints... about work for example. Then I wanted to do a nice piece in honour of the late Mr. S Rajaratnam, but I was too busy crying while watching his funeral over the television (yes I know, sucker!) I also wanted to blog about this play I saw last week called 'Rosnah' and the sort of thoughts/feelings it invoked in me but I somehow didn't do it and now, in hindsight, I think it's too personal for me to wanna put it up for the public to tear apart.
Now that I think about it, a blog cannot really be an honest reflection of a person. If it was like one of those diary books we used to be able to buy in primary school where you have a little golden lock & key to keep your diary secure (I had one in pri 5, still have it with me), then you'll be able to write about anything and everything that comes to mind.
But I cannot exactly be blogging about how I've been feeling horny all day and gosh I so need a fuck right now! I have friends who know of this site, and no matter how close they are to me, I'm sure it'll be as uncomfortable for them as it will be for me if my blog entry goes like:
'my pussy was pulsating from my horniness and I kept thinking about His naked body and...' so on and so on (if you want more, go find some sex stories website)
I am comfortable telling them some of my deepest darkest secrets but I'm not comfortable telling them which sex position I just used... go figure.
And then of course sometimes you have thoughts/feelings... and they're just, well, so personal.
I know of people who are comfortable with opening up to others and all that, but I am not at all like that.
Which brings us to my next question:
So how much of what you guys have been reading is a reflection of me, who I am, etc?
And if what you're reading is not really me, then what's the point of it all anyway? Coz if it is fake, then you all would be wasting your life - like spending $10 watching a pirated vcd with heads floating ard on screen.
I have no answers.
But then, it's ok not to have answers... I am just human.
My god sis resigned from her job too. Today, or rather technically, yesterday was her last day. Mine is in a week's time and I really cannot wait. Next week is going to feel like a really long one... but the good news is, I'll be meeting Him, so that ought to brighten things up a bit. We didn't do much this week coz He was not feeling well... so I'm hoping He gets better...
Lol.. didn't stop us from having a great time on Thursday nevertheless.
(and again this is one of those moments where I do not give details of the sort of sex we had.)
I will blog more regularly, I promise. With things settling down, it'll happen.
I've been gone a long while... I was going to blog on so many things, most of them whins and complaints... about work for example. Then I wanted to do a nice piece in honour of the late Mr. S Rajaratnam, but I was too busy crying while watching his funeral over the television (yes I know, sucker!) I also wanted to blog about this play I saw last week called 'Rosnah' and the sort of thoughts/feelings it invoked in me but I somehow didn't do it and now, in hindsight, I think it's too personal for me to wanna put it up for the public to tear apart.
Now that I think about it, a blog cannot really be an honest reflection of a person. If it was like one of those diary books we used to be able to buy in primary school where you have a little golden lock & key to keep your diary secure (I had one in pri 5, still have it with me), then you'll be able to write about anything and everything that comes to mind.
But I cannot exactly be blogging about how I've been feeling horny all day and gosh I so need a fuck right now! I have friends who know of this site, and no matter how close they are to me, I'm sure it'll be as uncomfortable for them as it will be for me if my blog entry goes like:
'my pussy was pulsating from my horniness and I kept thinking about His naked body and...' so on and so on (if you want more, go find some sex stories website)
I am comfortable telling them some of my deepest darkest secrets but I'm not comfortable telling them which sex position I just used... go figure.
And then of course sometimes you have thoughts/feelings... and they're just, well, so personal.
I know of people who are comfortable with opening up to others and all that, but I am not at all like that.
Which brings us to my next question:
So how much of what you guys have been reading is a reflection of me, who I am, etc?
And if what you're reading is not really me, then what's the point of it all anyway? Coz if it is fake, then you all would be wasting your life - like spending $10 watching a pirated vcd with heads floating ard on screen.
I have no answers.
But then, it's ok not to have answers... I am just human.
My god sis resigned from her job too. Today, or rather technically, yesterday was her last day. Mine is in a week's time and I really cannot wait. Next week is going to feel like a really long one... but the good news is, I'll be meeting Him, so that ought to brighten things up a bit. We didn't do much this week coz He was not feeling well... so I'm hoping He gets better...
Lol.. didn't stop us from having a great time on Thursday nevertheless.
(and again this is one of those moments where I do not give details of the sort of sex we had.)
I will blog more regularly, I promise. With things settling down, it'll happen.
