Grandma's Donkey

I dreamt of my grandmother's donkey yesterday.

Donkey's this REALLY cute translucent thing that's about 0.6m tall and 0.8m long, and talks!
He drinks HEAPS of water from a special bottle shaped vaguely like a baby's milk bottle but has a straw-like thing going right down to the bottom.
He is about thirty years old.

Donkey doesn't remember it's name because only my grandma knew his name but the name has not ever been heard since my grandmother's passing eight years ago.
However, Donkey DOES remember the day Grandma picked him up.

Donkey was a baby then and he was snuggling with his brother and sister on a heap of straw when Grandma came and pointed at him.
Donkey vividly remembers being rudely wakened and shoved into a box in which Grandma carried him home with.

Oh and one more thing, Donkey prefers 'tall water' to 'stale water'.
'Tall water' refers to water that's gathered while it rushes down the waterfall. Ground water comes under this category. It's apparenly sweet and refreshing.
'Stale water' is water that flows in streams or in the oases, and has a hit of bitterness and well, just tastes stale.
Of course there is 'fake water', which is none other than our piped water, which Donkey will not hear of drinking at all.

So here's my dream about my grandmother's cute donkey.
Don't ask me where I get my ideas from.

+ Flisha spoke @ 1:12 pm

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'there's a first time for everything'

I agree!

For the first time in my life today, I risked getting lost and took a bus without knowing its exact route and where I would end up.
Two buses actually - 969 and 69.
*grin grin*
I'm so proud of myself.

Found myself on East Coast Lagoon Food Centre (for the first time) with the Cosdu bunch.
Lunch was good.
Show ya the pictures another day.

Travelled from the EAST COAST to the extreme west of the island to meet Pingzhi and her council clan to poke our noses into the commissioning parade.
My first time venturing further west that Jurong East MRT station (what a misleading name).
For the first time in three and four years, I saw Junwen and Michael at Boon Lay MRT station - not quite what I expected to see, but hmm... that's for me to think about :D
For the first time today I walked into OCS - it looks like Sentosa if you ask me. And I definitely never imagined that it would be so big.
My first time walking into a crowd of people - I usually go all out to avoid them...

And for the first time today, my brother asks me out for a movie.

Pardon my swaku-ness, but hey, I've done new things today!

+ Flisha spoke @ 2:46 am

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Tell me your dreams

I dreamt yesterday that somebody tried to burgle us and peep at my sister while she was in the shower.
All these in the house we used to live in in Ang Mo Kio.

So we killed him.

My brother flung him into the wall adjacent to the refrigerator and my sister held him there. I drove a green bamboo pole through the middle of his rib cage and pinned him to the wall that way. He was still breathing and attacking us, so my mum shot a bullet through his stomach.

When we were sure he was dead, I dialed 995 and calmly told the officer who answered the call that I had just killed someone and the dead person was lying in my kitchen, and asked for him to send someone to come pick it up.

By the way, communist robots dressed in red and purple will soon take over the world.

+ Flisha spoke @ 4:51 pm

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an aeroplane just flew by

I relished in the magnificent roar of its engines.
It was exhilarating - all 5 seconds of it.

I'm impressed with technology.
Planes have sure evolved.
The human fantasy of being able to fly was made reality by the Wrights.
And since then, our planes are now A380s and Boeing 747s.
Raptors and Nighthawks...

Our scientists have been brilliant, the X series planes will undoubtedly improve plane technology.
Our engineers are efficient, the planes will be as good and powerful as they were designed to be.
The taxpayers are diligent, the funds for research and improvements will always come pouring in.

The brilliance, efficience and diligence come from God and belong to the world.

I pray that the handful who think they have the power, never use them against those to whom it belongs to - the Citizens of the World.

+ Flisha spoke @ 1:08 am

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Don't mind me while I cry

I'm not sure why I'm putting this up online, but
I'm upset.
I'd like things to go my way.

I'm sick of looking out for myself.
I'd like someone to look out for me, dry my tears, tell me that everything is going to be fine, and guard me while I sleep.
I have such bad dreams.

I'm tired of looking out for everybody else.
Don't get me wrong, I like doing it.
It's just that I'd like to know that people can look out for themselves and I should stop being such a kaypo.

I'd like to be in control of my life.
But lately nothing has been going the way I'd like it to.

I'd like to know what I'm really thinking, and what other people are thinking, so that I know what to do.
But lately I don't know anything.

I feel terribly lost.
Disorientated.

I'd like to tell you the events that had taken place today.
I'd like to tell you all my feelings.
I'd like to tell you all my thoughts, because you help me straighten them out, and then help me realise new things about them.
I know that you don't always understand, but you always make yourself do, even if it is in some warped wrong way.
I also know that however screwed my events, feelings and thoughts are, you will never judge me, leave me, or stop loving me.
You look out for me.
You look out for all of us.
You help me understand the people around me.
You let me know that you'll take care of everything, and tomorrow is a brand new wonderful day when I wake up after a trip to slumberland where the angels and fluffy clouds are.

I love you.
I miss you.
And I want you back.

+ Flisha spoke @ 11:53 pm

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necessities - clothes, food, money

Spent a wonderful day with Ping Zhi and ShuXian.
We caught Elektra.

Now I need a few new pieces of wardrobe:
1. Black trench coat
2. Black boots (actually I already have those)
3. Black pants

Hee!
We figured that I'd have the green matter for all of that if I don't go out and spend money on FOOD for just one month...

(yes, my friend, that's how much I eat)

+ Flisha spoke @ 8:44 am

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Uh oh...

Okay my muse from this afternoon to write about the airport has forsaken me.

Just be entertained by my previous entry.
:D

I'll write when I feel like it.

Missing ya heaps.

+ Flisha spoke @ 10:43 pm

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Singapore Changi Airport

I was fired.
We were fired.
Heeheeheeheehee.
It feels better than I had expected it to.
Possibly becuase I now know that it was not any of our doings that led DFS and Eileen to 'terminate (our) contracts'.

I used to dread going to work everyday.
But everyday at the end of the day, I'm glad I went because several things that happen that day would have touched my life.

I've learnt a lot the past weeks.

Terminal 2 of Singapore Changi Airport is brilliantly architected(is that a word)..
It all flows from the moment we enter the building.
Cars/taxis drop passengers off on the 2nd level.
Passengers check in baggage at the counters, then walk through immigration which is in the middle of the building.
The departure/transit lounge is particularly self contained.
Passengers are greeted with a vast array of duty shops selling everything from snacks to books to liquor to medicine.
You name it and they'll probably have it.
Toilets are situated not more than 1 minute apart from each other.
Outside every toilet is a water point - where ya push the button and drink chilled H2O to your heart's content.
Other facilities include huge plasma screens telecasting BBC, CNA, CNN to sit around and be mentally simulated, computers and internet points to access the internet for personal and coporate purposes, Xbox-es to entertain yourself with...

With facilities like that, who needs to take business class to use the lounges, which by the way are located in obscure places such that you only find em if you're actually looking for them...

The parallel end of the building is the viewing gallery of massive wall of clear floor to ceiling glass planes, offering a magnificent view of the Boeings taxiing to and from the runway.
The cheerful sunshine that streams in seems to have the uncanny effect of freshening up the airport and it makes me smile.
In thunderstorms, raindrops crash against the glass and spill down the panes. The sky all the way to the horizon is marred by black stormclouds. The view of the occasional blue-white streaks of lightning racing through the clouds is not compromised.
The thunderstorm from the viewing gallery of Terminal 2 of Singapore Changi Airport is, if anything, invigorating.

(I need to go to church. Finish this off the next time I do.)

+ Flisha spoke @ 1:47 pm

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today was good too

I think I take my friends for granted.
Every night I come home, log on, and wait for somebody online to message me before I reply and subsequently have a conversation.
It's almost like I expect somebody to message me so that I can chat online.

Tonight, I come home, and for the first time in my life since I can remember, THERE IS NOT A SINGLE PERSON ON MY MSN AND ICQ WHO IS ONLINE!!!

So I guess there's just my blog here for me to type away at.


I had this theory a long time ago that money was the Devil because it seems to be able to have a hold on people.
The most most gracious people are the poorest people, who take joy in the simplest things in life, and the richest of the rich, to whom money is the lest of their worries.

As I was telling Lionel, I met this amazing couple from Bombay this evening at work.
I'd classify them the richest of the rich.
And they carry themselves impeccably.
Both spoke slowly in such low, calm voices that it has the effect of connecting you to em and make you have the urge to want to sit down and talk to then for the rest of the day.
All kinds of people do exist huh.
(Remind me to bitch about the bad ones.)

Met Lionel after work where we broke into a cinema and pocketed a few useful pieces of paper.
Not-so-bright screen schedulers confused us...
But it was all good anyway :D

And then we had Prata.
What a perfect way to end the day.

3 more days......
:D

+ Flisha spoke @ 2:53 am

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My Best Day in a LOOONNNNGGG Time

Perfect.
Today was just perfect.
I'm not sure what good I did in the past days, but everything went well for me.

Had lunch with 2 wonderful people who helped make my life in T1 bearable all of December.
They are none other than Geng Yan the genius, and Betty the gem.
Haven't seen either of them since the year started.
The only thing that had changed was that Betty grew prettier.
That aside, they're both just as jovial, crazy, funky... as before.

Never thought I'd ever say this, but work was a blast today.
I had the best time ever.
Worked with Annie, Angeline, Camille...
Wonderful women.
Who teach me mandarin and hokkien!
Dinner was at Brek.
Authentic Italian cuisine on Camille's recommendation.
And Annie met her friend who was working at there.
So we had 30% discount on all our food...

And life just gets better.

When I got home, I came online and checked my email.
I'm working dramatically less days!
It's practically working part time, thanks to 2 additions to our crew of greeters!!

AND
I refer to my entry on 'Speaking of diplomacy',
The Uni DOES care!!!

Latest email entitled 'Tsunami support' from our new Vice Chancellor reads
"........

I am pleased to be able to announce that the key elements of theUniversity's assistance package are:
- immediate cash donation of $250,000 to the major aid agencies...
- staff to make donations through salarydeductions to Tsunami relief appeals...
- Currently-enrolled students living in areas affected by the tsunami arebeing contacted to find out whether any assistance is necessary either immediately or to enable them to complete their studies...
- ... possible activities...to undertake early in the academic year to remember those......
- Flexible employment and course enrolment procedures ...
- providing assistance in rebuilding universities,schools, hospitals...

......

Glyn Davis AC
Vice-Chancellor"


Okay, so Uni isn't so bad after all.

I'm a happy girl today.

+ Flisha spoke @ 1:06 am

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When I'm Bored at Work

I've been counting the number of LV bags which I see being brought past the store.

Today's LV count - 43.

One day everybody's going to have it that it's not special anymore even though it's still so expensive...

+ Flisha spoke @ 2:32 am

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I love Ping Zhi

When I think picnic, I think grass, sunshine, ground sheet/mat, packed food, sitting around on the grass in circles in idle talk, watching people go by...

Sure we had our picnic.
At Ping Zhi's house...
Where we sat around on the mat on the ground in Ping Zhi's tv room where the abundant sunshine streamed in and where we could see the green grass of her vast garden.
There was packed food alright - Prepacked Famous Amos cookies and Lays potato chips.

Heeheeheeheehee.
Ping Zhi blogged about our day too.
Here's her voice on it.
Hope ya don't mind me adding this link, babe.
I've got the lazy day pictures (and the videos) too!
Will put the pictures up when I finish with blogging.

I just love Ping Zhi.
There's something about that calmness and serenity she exudes and it makes her beautiful.
And she's honest, open, easy to talk to...
Not to mention she has a great ass.
And she's about the only person who showers me with my much desired attention :D

Damn I'm jealous of her boyfriend... And her husband and her kids (when she gets 'em).

Alrighty work's slowly making me retarded.
I better shut up before I prove to the world that I'm perfectly suited for that bimbotic job of mine, which is bullshit because I'd like to think that I'm no bimbo.
(Well even if I am I'm a black haired one because I refuse to dye it.)

Ahem.
'SHUT UP FELICIA YOU'RE EMBARASSING YOURSELF.'
'Okay okay'
'I SAID SHUT UP!!'
'alrighty'
'SHUT UP!!...'

(and it goes on)

+ Flisha spoke @ 2:40 am

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Speaking of diplomacy,

I'm sure all we Melb Uni students received the email entitled 'University responds to tsunami' from someone high up there in the running of the institution.
The tone was generally sympathetic.
Until it got to this point of the mail -

"... I would like to ask staff who while on University business and students who as part of their studies were in the affected areas at the time of the tsunami to let us know that they are safe. These students can email tsunami-update@unimelb.edu.au and staff should contact their University department..."

You didn't have to tell every staff and student of the Uni that you didn't give a shit about the people in uni who're not on any official business but are directly affected by the tsunami.

+ Flisha spoke @ 2:03 am

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