February 2012
10 posts
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OLIVE GARDEN
ME: Okay. Skype me 'cos I'm waiting for a call.
ASTRONAUT: I look horrid though
ME: It's okay la
ASTRONAUT: Did you just say 'it's okay la'?
ME: Erm.. Is the politically correct answer 'you can't look horrid even if you tried'?
ASTRONAUT: Idiot.
They take pictures of mountain climbers at the top of the mountain....
Out of the dark
My gradual and shallow learning curve has in effect taken a dip after my asinine decision to play underwater hockey despite my blocked nose. After the game, my eustachian tube must have looked like the cross section of a .. sausage or salami, resulting in a perfect headache to ruin all well-made plans. This of course would run simultaneously with a bout of stomach virus resulting in a weekend...
OKAY
SORRY NOT DEAD. I BET ALL MY READERS ARE.
BACK SOON
January 2012
18 posts
I thought Tadalafil was something you could add to your salad.
– S
I may be walking on rainbows
So marks the end of the craziest ever 2 months ‘break’; not the most apt word, but I suppose I could settle. Elective rotation, study, family, renovations, life, all thrown into this huge blender, and left to spin till it’s mush. To be fair, I wouldn’t have it another way. I find the busies, the crazies, the messies (haha) can sometimes open a new door that paves a way to a...
Fore!
When a whole team is under pressure, you see the beauty of camaraderie coming alive. You see that everyone has each other’s backs and nobody gets left behind, nobody gets forgotten. Everyone’s moving forward together because we can, because we know that a life with risks is better than not living. It’s the chopstick analogy - one breaks easy, many together don’t....
Displacement
All that months of deflecting ‘favourite child’ status with my twin has come to an abrupt halt when the great migration happened tonight. Because I have no bed (room) while project broken is underway, and because the world revolves around me, I displaced my twin to mum’s room, resulting in the displacement of dad to the living room. It is official. Bernardette J Lee = Favourite...
Misanthropy
I don’t think starting a new book at this time is a good idea but I need some distraction from the seriously ah beng contractors screaming at each other outside my house. If (and when) I come back to Singapore to work, I’m engaging their assistance in teaching me to speak fluent hokkien. Anyhow, all the redecorating of the house has resulted in the discovery of books I have once...
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No snowflake in an avalanche ever feels responsible.
– Lec
Guilt Trippin'
There is the smell of fresh paint wafting throughout the house, which isn’t sitting right with my brain that’s lacking sleep. The comforting thought however is that I’m not the one that has to do the paint work so I should really count my blessings; I can hardly begin to imagine the migraine that will develop if I have to inhale that infernal substance with my extremely cranky...
December 2011
78 posts
Project Broken
Is it sad my writings stop after I disallow myself to blog about grey’s? Heehee. Anyhow, happy new year one and all. I hope you guys had a good time doing whatever you felt was apt to bid farewell to 2011. I decided before 2011 ends its sad course in my life, I ought to start the very delayed project broken, which is a euphemism to my pathetic attempt to redo my bedroom. I use the word...
Every time I hear your hip joints or back joints crack, I tell myself I...
– Dr. Chan
Don't just sit there
Too many ‘haha’s in my recent posts; only means I need lynnie to come back soon so I can offload my unnecessary daily ramblings. Therefore, lynnie: come back!
Also, all these talking to myself over the past 3 weeks has taken its toll on me; I feel more inclined to allow songs, videos, lyrics and the rest to emulate or reflect my existence.
Let me now part with my little words of...
Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for those? What did you pull his...
– M.Bailey (Referring to the patient’s blood work)
NARNIA
OMG spaceman talked ! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Earthquake
Heartbeats fast, colours and promises. How to be brave, how can I love when I’m afraid to fall? But watching you stand alone, all of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow; one step closer.
I have died everyday waiting for you. Darling, don’t be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years. I love you for a thousand more.
Time stands still, beauty in all she is. I will be brave, I will...
Short term memory of a carrot
I keep trying to find better pictures for this thing I call a blog, but look! It’s back to where we first started; this only means - I need to get a new camera. That shall happen eventually I suppose. On another track, the flu bug is here in Singapore; everyone’s down, even the huge hombre in the famiLee is down, which says a lot. A LOTTTTTTTT.
Also, 5 more days of 2011; wonder what...
Stairway
Let’s take a better look Beyond a story book And learn our souls are all we own Before we turn to stone Let’s go to sleep with clearer heads And hearts too big to fit our beds And maybe we won’t feel so alone Before we turn to stone And if you wait for someone else’s hand And you will surely fall down And if you wait for someone else’s hand You’ll...
Sadistically funny
Izzie: Mum, it's not just a mole. I have stage 4 melanoma. It's in my organs, it''s not just a mole.
Mrs Stevens: But .. You don't have skin on your organs.
A wise man once said you can have anything in life if you will sacrifice...
– MG