-=Ramblings of an idle mind=-

Happy New Year guys!
Shifting over to:  Widarchitect - Ramblings of the Idle Kind on blogspot.

OOh I’m moving up in the world.

xxW

Judging from both yesterdays and todays post you’d think I have nothing to do at work.

Well this afternoon I have reached a new low.

Admittedly, I google-ed my own name wondering whether there was anything out there..

Then I stumbled upon this.

..and this..

Now i’m not one for posting nudie pics of myself.  But I had to make an exception this time.

This is what it says on the website:

The summer is coming! Widari - Summerlove for V3 is the perfect girl for your summer renders! Her tanned and sunkissed skin let you feel the summersun through your computer screen
She has her own clothes, created with sunny days and warm evenings in mind! Short pants, sexy tops can applied onto Widari’s natural and cute body. She even has a tanlined body texture option! So you can create the most natural renders possible!
The best is: Like our "Clara" package, Widari also has a natural head texture option BUT you can apply REAL Make-Up with foundation! All those options make Widari to an absolutely Must-Have! Get her now and let the sun into your Runtime folder!
Please have a look at the Promos to see what you could get if you buy Widari now!

And for a bargain price of $16.90. AhAHHAHAhhA….

In the land of the geek I am barbie. xxw

This is the evidence:

1) Strange affinity for tuna

2)  Love for sleeping in the sun

3)  Love for going out at night

4)  Will attack when provoked

5)  Preoccupation with grooming

Therefore I can conclude, your honour, that I was indeed a Felis sylvestris catus (otherwise known as a cat of the domestic kind) in a past life and cannot be held responsible for my catty behaviour. =’ ‘= xxW

Big big loves and hugs and kisses for Kyle cos he’s 22 today!!! x x x x x

Its luck of the draw really. Cabbies.  If you’re lucky you’ll get the nicest cabbie who knows exactly where you are headed and quite happily lets you chit chat away in the back or if you’re on your own keeps you entertained for the next five minutes of your day.  If you aren’t - you’ll get the grumpiest most disgusting guy ever.  The type who swears at all the traffic, the old lady crossing the road (who he beeps at!-scaring the daylights out of), he’ll sit there with his finger rammed up his nose periodically taking it out to flick away the treasures found or cough and hack away contaminating the already polluted air in there.  Oh and to top it all of he’ll have no idea where the hell you’re going or take you the longest way around anyway.

So yeah.. cabbies…

Last week I got a brilliant cabbie.  On my way home from Christmas shopping I was starving so I picked up a curry puff to have at home.  By the time I got into the cab I was getting pretty dizzy - from the crowds or from hunger I don’t really know, but I figured that it was time I had something to eat.

Me (mouth full of Old Chang Kee): SthpoTIThwoode Park Road Pleath.

Cabbie: OK. Wah so hungry?

Me: mmHmm!

AHaha.. we started chatting about going out in Singapore and all the new clubs and stuff since we drove past clarke quay and robertson quay..

Cabbie:  You know got new club on dis quay ahhh.. Momo?

Me:  No lah Uncle! everyone is talking about Ministry of Sound there in Clarke Quay.

Cabbie: Got new club there meh?

I explained where the new place was and how its pretty obvious with all the ques there..

Cabbie: Ayo! I thought that one government.

Me: Government?

Cabbie: Ya lah because the name Ministry- no?

Me: AHAhahHAH nNooo Lahhh

Cabbie: Yaaa I tot Singapore got new Ministry of Sound -maybe Singapore already got too noisy one.

AHhahA.. xxW

Its been a while since I’ve written anything here I guess since work has been pretty busy with the call-back from the competition and all and life after work even more so.  But its all coming back to normal now that christmas is over just to lull us into a false sense of security then.. KerPOW! its new years and everything starts happening again.  Ahahah I guess it could be worse

Ministry of Sound opened two weeks ago now.. and Kyle managed to get us tickets - then lose them.hHhahah it was an sms ticket so it could happen to anyone although I was giving him a lot of stick of deleting our tickets in the 2 hour que!

Was an awesome night as expected since some of our friends were there and so a pretty big group came together.  It was quite funny as most of the other lot were models or definately looked like a bunch of models anyway.  Think Zoolander. hAHhahAHA

Christmas was brilliant as well.. went to a house party on Christmas Eve and went on to Attica and met the same guys who were at Ministry the weekend before! Ah well if Brunei is small Singapore is still smaller.

Then there was Christmas day which was the icing on the cake.  We decided that since we couldn’t have a fancy Christmas dinner at some even fancier hotel thought we’d have an alternative Christmas this time - so we headed to the beach and had our turkey while toasting in the sun. 

Its Kyle’s birthday in a few days - so that should be another good night too. xxW

I left the office on Tuesday with the giant bag i take to dance and Jennifer downstairs says to me: ‘Hey you going lansing lansing?’

So this week is turning out to be pretty good, with MOS opening later on in the week and Kyle being awesome and getting us tickets! Let the lansing commence..

Going back to training schedule from this sunday so am going to have to cut down on the Korean and Kitkat bars..which could possibly mean I get to teach my own class early next year fingers crossed…! xxW

There’s a Korean stall behind my office which does the nicest food in this area.  Granted the road behind the office used to be part of the red-light district and I’m sure certain places round there are still!

I usually go there after dance on tuesday -the Korean stall that is- which this week was brilliant and I have some (tentatively) good news which I’ll get to later.  Anyway, this stall is the cleanest one there I’m talking spotless here.. and the staff are really nice.  They serve the food in those little Japanese set lunch boxes with a soup and slice of watermelon etc etc..

Normally after lunch I’m usually hankering for something sweet so grab some fruit/kitkatbar or fizzy drink.. but today I had no want for anything extra and I think I know why.

Ok so this is what was on my tray - bulgogi beef and rice, some Ikan Pusu, Kimchi, Soup and a stiny slice of watermelon.  So whats that -Savory, Salty, Sour, Bitter and Sweet.  See I’m no expert on food or Korean food for that matter but after that tiny meal I left satisfied and not wanting any more possibly because the tastes had been tasted?  I dunno.. I’m going to try this again tomorrow and see what happens.  Maybe the Koreans are on to something..xxW

Ok a little overdue since its already tuesday but Kyle said to me,’Widari, we only went to Zoukout-the biggest party in SouthEastAsia and you’ve written about tuna sandwhiches and limericks since then..’

Ok he has a point.

So here’s a blow by blow account of the whole fiasco..

Bhavna rang me in on saturday afternoon after i had sent her a text in the morning that said something along the lines of ‘WooooOO ZoukOut tonight Babbyyyy’.. and we agreed to meet up at 10 at Harry’s.

Harry’s being a bar which plays live music on the weekends on Harbourfont near Sentosa.  So as far as meeting a group of girls in the most obvious place in Singapore to go before a night out in Sentosa meeting at Harry’s at 10 wasn’t a bad idea; and we didn’t do so badly finally getting everyone there by 12.

So we qued for one bus from harbourfront to Sentosa.

Then we qued for another. 1 o’clock.

Then we qued to get in.

Then we qued to check bags.

Then we qued to get suitably tagged, tugged, pulled, pushed and ID-ed. 2 A.M

Then we qued to buy coupons to buy drinks -6 for all beers and alcoholic drinks and 3 for non (which you had to decide there and then)

Then we qued to get drinks. 2.30 AM

Then we lost people.

Then we found people. 

Headed over to B1 the house/trance tent with cool lights and skantily dressed ladies in hulahoops on fire.  No the hoolahoops were on fire.  Not the ladies.

Some Dutch fella decided to talk to me as soon as Kyle went to que some more.  I swear the boy loves queing!

Went over to B6 playing hip-hop, RnB and Mambo Jambo..

Oh. Wait. What’s that? Is it?

Rain.

AhHAhahAhah..

It was a lot better than I’m making it sound.. I just think the pictures speak for themselves. 

Finally crawled into my bed in the small hours of the morning after one and a half chicken wings, two buses home and a walk though the Keretapi Tanah Melayu train station and HDB estate behind my flat later.

Like I said.. its tuesday and I’m still tired… A night to remember- absolutely brilliant fun, I’d recommend going to anyone. Oh.. but be prepared to que.xxW

As most of us know, quite often the things on TV aren’t worth watching.  Especially if you’ve come home after a long day, you turn on the telly and expect to wile away the hours with something mildly entertaining.  However the case is more often than not, reruns of Friends (admit it, we’ve seen them all anyway) or something with a little less comedy value like ‘What the Romans did for us’.  In my case, its usually a friendly dose of C.S.I or Desperate Housewives and then I’m off to bed.

When we moved to Singapore, we spent a few weeks watching the local channels, then gave in to StarHUB (same channels as Starworld/Astro..)  Then a few weeks ago our TV broke and not having the funds or inclination to fix it we took to other means of entertainment.  These are the things we tried:

1.  Reading.  Now I’m not one to read the books which have on the cover ‘Now a Hollywood Blockbuster -blah blah blah’  For fear of turning into one of those people.  You know the ones (if you aren’t one already).. the ones who say (after the film is out) :’Oh the BOOK was Much better.’ 

To which my reply is ‘Oh I didn’t read the book…The movie was good though.’

Then they mmm thoughtfully.. and say - ‘You think so?’

Then my reply would be : ‘ Yeah.  Know the best thing about the movie?  There was no READING involved.  I quite happily sat in the cinema for 2 hours being entertained.’

Although this does not apply to all films.  And certainly doesn’t work when talking about foreign ones where you spend the two hours in the cinema asking the person next to you what the last line was.

Don’t get me wrong.. spending those two weeks reading was a really nice change.  Granted I haven’t picked up my book since the telly came back on and once again our friends from C.S.I have graced our living room.

2.  Painting.  Now this one was a slow starter.  In London before coming to Singapore Kyle and I bought some sketchbooks.  They’re leather bound and have farily decent paper.  The leather is from old Indian ledgers so they look pretty tattered in that cool vintage kind of way.  Subconsciously we probably got them so we looked the artsy/always sketching sort.  They now sit proudly under the unopened pencil tin next to the very clean eraser. 

We passed a second hand/junk shop on the way to lunch one Sunday and it was the most amazing shop.  It had stuff hanging from the ceiling, from the stairs, and stuff spilling off the shelves.. it looked brilliant..  There was an old easel in the corner which I then decided was cruical to our cause of life without TV.  ‘How much?’ I said.  The old man told us he’d sell this fine piece of equipment for a bargain price of 5 Singapore Dollars.  5 smackeroos!!?? — when just the day before we were in a very fancy art supply shop in town selling easels for 30 bucks plus plus.  He then explained that it was broken and he’d lost the peg to hold the thing together.  I said we were going to lunch and if he’d found it on our way back we’d take it.  Knowing full well that it would be impossible for this man to find.. well.. anything, in that shop and hoping that he’d just off-load the easel on us so we could breathe some life back into it.  That easel now sits in the living room in its place of pride, pegs and all… although it still has yet to be used..

3.  Limericks.  LIMERICKs!!!?? you say?  So when reading and painting got a little too much for us.. we’d dumb it down by making up rude and silly rhymes to obtain our need for a daily fix of crass inuendos and slapstick often found in those Friends reruns or English late night telly.  Oh GOD, what dorks we are. Kyle’s just sent me two on messenger so I thought I’d share.

There once was a man from kanass

Who’s nuts were made out of brass

in stormy weather

he’d clack them together

and lightning shot out of his ass

Or my fave..

There once was an artist named Saint,

Who swallowed some samples of paint.

All shades of the spectrum

Flowed out of his rectum

With a colourful lack of restraint.

The sad thing is I suppose… is that the TV is back in full swing. xxW