Sometimes we don't meet for a year, but when we do, it's one date after another.
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Monday, May 31, 2010
I know i've missed a couple of Mondays, but it really ain't that easy narrowing down really funny ones as I usually chance upon them. I only want to put quality laugh-out-loud material, thus pardon me for the lack of it. Today's post i'd say it's quite a feeble attempt at laughing out loud, but still...let's laugh at someone else's expense :P
Petticoats have been invented as an undergarment for ladies. They're usually in not-so-flattering colours like 肉色 (beige) that is often associated with granny panties. Thus Singaporean girls don't use them as much, and would rather wear g-strings under white skirts, flashing their butt cheeks.
I guess her's is really 肉色 (skin colour).
Friday, May 28, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
I'm not a clubbing fan, but when there's a themed event...i'm coaxed to go. Attica at Clarke Quay is infamous for its erm, "target audience". Judgement aside, it does throw some wicked parties. Because well, their "target audience" are the unreserved, wild, fun crowd.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
I once blogged briefly about the toys i used to play, having a foreigner with me now, i wanted to see if his childhood toys were the same as mine. I found this museum located at Bussorah Street (Bugis MRT, near Arab St Malay Village).
Greeting you at the museum front is this ma-ma stall full of old school knick knacks. It certainly brought back alot of nostalagia. That straw ball boys used to kick on the left, paper snakes & ladders, that box of sticky tube that you use a straw to blow into a translucent bubble & compete who's got the biggest. Everything was foreign to him, except this.
Which we bought for $1 and scared passer-bys silly by smashing them hard on the floor,
giving a loud BANG.
The 49 year old shop owner VERY enthusistically
shoved posed me into his deco around, snatching offering to take photos of us. It was pretty amusing to see how passionate he is in wanting us to have a good time. He must have taken 40 photos of us. It's a 2 storey shop house.
The first storey is a shop selling antiques and memorablia.
but we can never turn back the pages of time, though we may wish to relive a happy moment, or say good-bye just one last time, we never can, because the sands of time continue to fall, and we can't turn the hourglass over