Black, White and a dash of Green


today i wore an entirely black & white ensemble which seems to be the case most of the days.
can i help it that i'm not that adventurous when it comes to work wear? and plus, i can't dress too casually or i'd get my ass whipped. (not literally, of course.)

anyhow, i have a pair of pastel bright green flipflops complete with a faded metallic sheen lying under my desk which i wear to totter around the office to give my perpetually "heeled" feet a well-deserved break.
today, i wore said pair of flipflops with my black-white office ensemble out for lunch and strangely i felt, LIBERATED. like my mind & body belonged to work but my feet with its happy pastel green flipflops belonged to another world, the world where i was a student with an insane amount of free time and pretty much without a care in the world. i caught a couple of people giving me queer stares because i look EXTREMELY FORMAL sans blazer and MY HAPPY DAPPY FLIPPY FLOPPOS.

deep down, my true soul was reflected in that mismatched pair.
I,ME,MYSELF radiated from my feet and they were smiling.

and that made me happy inside.





even if it makes no sense to you.

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perk-me-up(s) on the weekdays.

1) Books

i love the smell of a fresh paperback. (hahaha, sounds psycho)
i love borders 3 for 2 offers. there's nearly always something to buy until you realise that you've pretty much read all those you've wanted to and the ones that are left doesn't interest you in the slightest bit. AND, the ones that you want now are at the "new fiction". kns.
i just bought Sun Tzu's 'The Art of War' just because the cover is chio! (wahahaha!)
shiny red colour hardcover with gold chinese characters that reads "Pin Fa".
song bo!!!!!

2) Vanilla Latte & Oreo Cheesecake (from starbucks only)

burns a hole in the pocket but shiok as hell especially on a cold rainy day when you see other people rushing around under their too-small brollies and getting D-R-E-N-C-H-E-D while you're warm and cozy in a dim-lit starbucks joint sipping said latte.
booya! eheheheh.

3) T.G.I.F.(s)

no explanations needed.

i'd add more to the list when i have time. right now gotta get right back to work.

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stupid thoughts like these.

"it doesn't matter if a cat is black or white, so long as it catches mice."
Deng Xiao Ping (DXP)

yeah, probably one of his most famous aphorisms.
so i was reading Goh Keng Swee's (GKS) 'A Portrait' these past couple of days in an attempt to appear well-read and "cheem". wahahah. not really lah, its a pretty good book if you ask me. at least now i know more about the founding fathers of Singapore.
anyone knows if Hon Hui Sen or Toh Chin Chye has autobiographies too?

okay, with regards to that quip statement made by DXP which was featured in GSK's autobiography which is probably everywhere. i've heard it before but never knew who actually said it. (now i know lor! see, very informative right? i will only lend you the book if you promise to return it to me. everytime lend people books never come back one. kns.)

i digressed yet again.. so ya, back to that quote.. you're like supposed to think: how deep. yes very true indeed why did i never think that way huh? DXP is so deep.

wah lau eh.. first thought that popped up upon reading above statement:

"wah lau eh, whether a cat is black or white, i will also scream, shout and run away."
in true Lee Hong Rui (LHR) fashion

yeah, here i am, reading an SGD39.95 autobiography of one of the founding fathers of Singapore and i think about the stupid lines my friend would spurt should i tell her about this statement.
and let me tell you, i confirm burst out laughing and beat her on the back for her frankness.

bah, i want to think DEEPER THOUGHTS.

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last night i went for a pedicure.
the 2nd one in my entire life and it was shiokk, i felt so pampered and loved.
after i left the place, i kept admiring my feet.
"wah very chio hor.. wah match my slippers."
anyway, i wore open toe heels today so i can admire my 30 lollar pampering session at the pedicurist.

so expensive lor.. but worth the joy lah.

shall go get my mandatory cup of kopi from the pantry now.
go www.nespresso.com.
shiokest coffee ever! so fun to play with the capsules.
somemore their mkting damn zhai.

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love, hate or what you make of it.

why does love many a times encompass hate within its folds?
what line or boundaries do we have to cross before the former becomes the latter?

why is it sometimes, love feels like it comes in gushing torrents down a white water river.
and yet others, a soft, warm indescribable inkling that envelopes you inch by inch with each long-drawn breath, if you ask me i still can't quuite put a finger as to where it creeps out from or if it even creeps at all. maybe, it stomps out! but in such a discreet fashion that we'll never know for sure.

why is it love can cause your emotions to swing in such an extreme pendulum-like motion, leaving you with no regards of reality or even what constitutes normality.
love can make you lose reason, be completely illogical and make you absolutely unreasonable.
love can make you yet love can break you.

but one thing i know, it can never be measured with whatever scientific/automated equipment us mere mortals can conjure up with our nifty minute minds.

here lies the catch-22; it is as if we were created on purpose to have such an inept comprehension of something so simple yet profound.
thus once again, proving to us the very mortality we so fear of. (that's why the anti-aging industry is booming, my friends.)

we are but only human.

we can feel it, we yearn for it, we need it, we want it, we thrive on it, and yet so many of us withhold it without a qualm. (especially my friend whose name starts with a C and ends with an E, eheheh.)

the biggest irony, so many times, we act like we don't need it but actually deep down, we completely wholeheartedly believe in it.

i'm sold, are you?

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texxxxxt me, texxxxxxxxt you.

i'm been sorta worried at the alarming rate my bank account seems to be depleting.

so i texted rui:
do you think i'm addicted to shopping?

her reply:
who's not?

i burst right out laughing. like guffaws.
its either she's a true friend OR i'm totally asking the wrong person.

no rui, i still ain't gonna ask yuejun how much she spends on shopping a month.
confirm less than half of what we do sia.

AHHAHA.

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okay, so like, i'm at my colleague's place using the internet connection while she's at the other table furiously typing away. (ahh, the usual boring stuff y'know? emails and whatnot.)

you see, the thing was we conspired to be at her place "working from home".
she has a pretty powerful wireless connection if you ask me.
but the thing with our whole conspiring was that we were supposed to feel more relax while "working from home".

wah lau, BULLSHIT. MORE STRESSED LOR....
cuz we're lacking the usual resources that we can get readily on hand at the office.
looks like this whole "working from home" thing isn't really working out.



BABE, LETS SCRAP THIS IDEA AND DRIVE BACK TO THE OFFICE LAH.

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