| Wednesday, March 23rd, 2011 |
| 11:55 pm |
Mai ham mai hiam
Where exactly are the cockles in my heart? And why do they like to be warmed? |
| Monday, March 14th, 2011 |
| 6:20 pm |
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| Saturday, June 5th, 2010 |
| 2:11 pm |
Overheard
Date: 29 May 2010 Place: Brunetti's, Dubai Mall, Dubai, UAE Arab man walks into the newly-opened Brunetti's coffee house in Dubai Mall with family in tow. Arab man: This blace only coffee shop? Filipino waitress: Sirrr, we also serb coffee... |
| Wednesday, May 12th, 2010 |
| 9:42 pm |
I have this sudden urge to blog. I don't know why. I think I only blog when there's a new experience. Like when I moved to the farm in the UK. Like when I first came to Dubai. I think it's because I'm sick now. And it's a new experience not because I'm seldom sick, but I've not been this type of sick for a few years. Okay, this is where you stop reading if you often find yourself shouting 'TMI!!'. Phlegm and mucus. In the day, my throat is ticklish and I cough like there's a furball down my throat. At night, the throat is still ticklish but my head gets congested as well - so much so that I can't sleep. This morning, I blew my nose and out of my left nostril came mucus streaked with blood (from all the blowing). Out of my right nostril came thick green mucus. It looked like a traffic light. Okay. I'm done. |
| Saturday, April 10th, 2010 |
| 1:32 pm |
Lose Face Book
When you send a message via Facebook, you would think that the inbuilt spell check is clever enough NOT to underline 'Facebook'... |
| 1:25 pm |
Headache Central
Is there anything worse than being stuck with the wrong scent (flavour?) of air freshener? |
| Thursday, April 8th, 2010 |
| 10:43 pm |
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| Friday, April 2nd, 2010 |
| 9:33 am |
Freedom!
The only good thing about being my age, is that I feel I can walk freely into toy shops as people think that I'm shopping for my child. |
| Friday, March 19th, 2010 |
| 12:57 am |
Disenchantment
I wish there's some way I could tell Facebook - that the person they keep asking me to 'reconnect with'...died last month. |
| Tuesday, February 23rd, 2010 |
| 9:42 pm |
Patience comes to those who wait. |
| Monday, December 28th, 2009 |
| 10:53 pm |
What Child is This?
The final week of the year is usually one that gets lost in a flurry of activities. There's the inevitable rush to finish work, pack, jump on a plane heading home. There's the mad shopping blitz in Singapore, somehow always culminating in the bargain section of Borders at midnight on the 23rd. There's the morning drive around Singapore picking up log cakes, food (usually sausages) in preparation for Xmas Eve dinner. Then the Xmas dinner, then the leftover party. There's church services to attend, people to meet, places to go. Then there's the annual end-of-year blog entry to write. This year, Christmas was spent in the Middle East - at an orphanage to be precise. There was Faris - found in a box next to a dustbin a few months back. Another boy - who watched his deranged father set his family alight - traumatised. withdrawn. There are worse stories - a young woman, impregnated by her own brother. Then killed by her own father. The local laws make it almost impossible to adopt these children and by the age of 6, they leave the orphanage and pass into the hands of social services. And while I missed the bustle and the familiar faces and the ridiculous costume parties, it really was quite easy to forgo the usual merriment (do only old people use this word?). We celebrate Christmas because ultimately, it is a celebration of hope. This year, I'm not going to wish you "Merry Christmas". I'll wish you a "Be Thankful Christmas" instead if you don't mind. Because chances are, like me, you were not aware that in this day and age, there are babies that are born into the complete absence of hope. |
| Sunday, November 15th, 2009 |
| 10:48 pm |
Who what where
One of the main annoyances of growing old, apart from finding the occasional white nostril hair, is the double whammy of having more life experiences yet losing one's memory. It's frustrating when you suddenly remember a phrase and you can't remember which movie / cartoon character it's from. Or a melody and you can't remember which TV commercial it was used in. Or a familiar face that you can't place. Oh well, at least I can depend on my sense of smell to bring back memories of a person / place. It's amazing how a little whiff of scent can transport you back 5, 10 years. Scary. |
| Sunday, October 4th, 2009 |
| 8:37 pm |
This day last decade
10 years ago, I stepped into Room 201 of a drab grey building to start my first day at university. Anniversaries always get me thinking. Am I 10 years smarter? No. Am I 10 years better? No. (I am 10 kg heavier though). You know you're getting old when 10 years doesn't seem that long ago. My life is more or less the same - work / school from morning till about 4pm, maybe pop by the shops, go back to an empty apartment, cook, watch Top Gear, Friends, surf, chat and sleep. But 10 years IS a long time. 10 years ago, Ris Low was 9 years old - maybe someone then could have taught her how to speak English properly. Now that I think about it, the majority of the people I consider my close friends today - I didn't even know then. So here's to the next 10 years - let's hope it's not all downhill from here. |
| Tuesday, June 16th, 2009 |
| 8:50 pm |
Pay rise
You know you are underpaid when you see a Mclaren SLR in your staff car park... |
| Saturday, June 13th, 2009 |
| 3:21 pm |
Cleaners should not have body odour. Discuss. |
| Wednesday, February 11th, 2009 |
| 7:03 pm |
Return on Investment
Natwest spends about 40p in postage every month to tell me that I have earned 1p in interest. No wonder UK banks are bankrupt. |
| Sunday, February 1st, 2009 |
| 10:52 pm |
It's strange seeing your parents on Facebook... |
| Wednesday, December 31st, 2008 |
| 12:57 am |
As we trickle into the last hours of 2008, I wish everyone a decent 2009. It's not predicted to be good - but hey, as long as you make better use of it than the year before... Gong xi fa cai. |
| Thursday, December 4th, 2008 |
| 6:22 pm |
Double or Nothing
I noticed while window shopping in Marks & Spencer's (because I'm old) the other day that the majority of Christmas cards were either "Merry Christmas Mom" or "Merry Christmas Dad" - very few "Merry Christmas Mom & Dad". So are these Hallmark rip offs trying to make people buy 2 cards instead of 1 or is this a reflection of society today - more and more single parents? |
| Wednesday, December 3rd, 2008 |
| 9:16 pm |
I don't see how Dubai can be a first world country when my TV goes blank whenever it rains. |
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