SHIT HIT THE FAN!
that's like the latest buzz phrase going around my dept now.
one of the program managers wrote this in her email,
in a rant against one of the engineers in my dept.
"shit hit the fan!
why you never tell me you need 3 days to (blah blah blah)...."
we started emailing each other to figure out what the hell she meant by shit hit the fan.
"maybe she got so mad she stood up and hit the fan."
"but there's no fan in the office"
"maybe she meant the shit is so much now that it can hit the fan and spin around and splatter everywhere"
that's quite some literal shit man.
i mean, how often can anyone make a whole department of engineers discuss about shit.
i'm beginning to like the phrase.
"shit hit the fan! what the hell was that?"
or
"shit hit the fan! i just hit the fan!"
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Mom came up to me proudly the other day,
"I know why you cut your hair."
"why?"
"you want to look like Katie Holmes"
I was completely bewildered why she'd think so since i wouldn't recognize Katie Holmes even if i ran into her along orchard road breastfeeding surin (suria? suriiii?) cruise.
Then i remembered Life had a picture of Katie Holmes with Tom Cruise that day.
ah.
No mom, i didn't cut my hair to look like katie holmes.
and shit hit the fan!, my hair isn't half as glam as hers.
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I think Lust Caution should be an interesting film to watch.
in an artistic way you know, since it is critically acclaimed.
not just because tony leung is naked.
it's just the sort of movie where you can't watch it alone without looking perverted,
and you can't ask friends to watch with you without sounding perverted.
and who do you ask to watch with you anyway?
asking guy friends out to watch this with you sends out completely wrong signals,
and asking girl frens sounds not right too.
i guess the only way,
is to msn a friend and moan about why you can't watch the movie (for the reasons above),
and then end with
"you wanna watch?"
i'm watching the show on wed.
-------------------------------
My colleague's desk just across my desk,
has just become the black hole for all the guys in the office.
they all have an unexplainable urge to gravitate towards his desk,
because he has the prized tablepiece
-a bikini girl calendar.
it is really damn chee ko pei.
we have different suppliers and they give different degree of calendars.
the one i saw last week as R18.
this one is R21.
"it's art", my colleague tried to defend himself, as i rolled my eyes.
the worst thing is he sits across me, so that means when it's Jan, i'd be staring at July Bikini Girl.
the WHOLE DAY.
he's still quite sensitive now n hides it from my view.
if i ever find myself staring at July Big Boops i'm gonna paste bananas-in-pyjamas stickers all over her boops.
---------------------------------------------
so i've been dating on and off,
and on one of my dates i randomly asked to go Chinatown.
just cos i'm bored with Orchard.
I have no idea what there is to do in Chinatown,
but we stumbled upon the new Buddha Tooth Relic Temple and wow what a grand place.
it's the kind of place i'd fly to Vietnam to visit,
and this is right at our doorstep!
it's brand new and really grand,
and i can imagine even 20 years later it'll remain as one of our "cultural" tourist attraction site.
i was wearing sleeveless that day and the monk asked politely that i put on the shawl they have, out of respect for the sanctity of the place i guess. (there were many ladies in there with the shawl, and even one guy).
it was a gd walkaround, and just as we were abt to leave the temple volunteer told us to head up to the 2nd flr, where there is a photo exhibition, the 5th flr, where there's an open roof garden, and the 4th flr, where the tooth relic is housed.
the 4th floor is a must see, and i'm so glad she told us of it.
it's only open 3 times a day, for 2 hours each time.
we got there just when it was opening and we followed the monk in,
who slowly raised the blinds and we saw through the glass window of a sealed room.
Inside the room were tiles made of gold, and the centrepiece was massive and again made of pure gold.
i've read it in the papers and wondered how they stopped pple from stealing the gold.
i guess the room must be pretty secure.
"psst. where's the tooth?" i whispered to my date.
"inside the gold thing. they only take the tooth out during new year" he whispered back.
i highly recommend visiting the temple.
maybe not on a date.
i may just pop back there again.
maybe not on a date.
------------------------------------------------
dad has some food court vouchers.
he always has the weirdest vouchers.
the problem is, the vouchers come in $10.
obviously the stall owners won't return change for vouchers,
so every stall we bought food from we have to buy $10 worth of.
so it was interesting trying to synchronise what everyone wants to eat,
since we all have to buy from the same stall.
it didn't turn out that well,
so we did the next best thing.
3 of us ate 5 pple's worth of food.
everyone went on a diet the next day.
--------------------------------------------------------
Orchard road is getting tremendously crowded.
but the weather is cool,
and the christmas decor up.
with the cheery crowd and picture taking tourists,
it really felt like christmas.
it was nice and kind of romantic walking down orchard at night,
with a date.
problem is,
the dates always come with a big BUT.
sigh, shit hit the fan.
that's like the latest buzz phrase going around my dept now.
one of the program managers wrote this in her email,
in a rant against one of the engineers in my dept.
"shit hit the fan!
why you never tell me you need 3 days to (blah blah blah)...."
we started emailing each other to figure out what the hell she meant by shit hit the fan.
"maybe she got so mad she stood up and hit the fan."
"but there's no fan in the office"
"maybe she meant the shit is so much now that it can hit the fan and spin around and splatter everywhere"
that's quite some literal shit man.
i mean, how often can anyone make a whole department of engineers discuss about shit.
i'm beginning to like the phrase.
"shit hit the fan! what the hell was that?"
or
"shit hit the fan! i just hit the fan!"
-----------------------------------------------
Mom came up to me proudly the other day,
"I know why you cut your hair."
"why?"
"you want to look like Katie Holmes"
I was completely bewildered why she'd think so since i wouldn't recognize Katie Holmes even if i ran into her along orchard road breastfeeding surin (suria? suriiii?) cruise.
Then i remembered Life had a picture of Katie Holmes with Tom Cruise that day.
ah.
No mom, i didn't cut my hair to look like katie holmes.
and shit hit the fan!, my hair isn't half as glam as hers.
------------------------------------------------
I think Lust Caution should be an interesting film to watch.
in an artistic way you know, since it is critically acclaimed.
not just because tony leung is naked.
it's just the sort of movie where you can't watch it alone without looking perverted,
and you can't ask friends to watch with you without sounding perverted.
and who do you ask to watch with you anyway?
asking guy friends out to watch this with you sends out completely wrong signals,
and asking girl frens sounds not right too.
i guess the only way,
is to msn a friend and moan about why you can't watch the movie (for the reasons above),
and then end with
"you wanna watch?"
i'm watching the show on wed.
-------------------------------
My colleague's desk just across my desk,
has just become the black hole for all the guys in the office.
they all have an unexplainable urge to gravitate towards his desk,
because he has the prized tablepiece
-a bikini girl calendar.
it is really damn chee ko pei.
we have different suppliers and they give different degree of calendars.
the one i saw last week as R18.
this one is R21.
"it's art", my colleague tried to defend himself, as i rolled my eyes.
the worst thing is he sits across me, so that means when it's Jan, i'd be staring at July Bikini Girl.
the WHOLE DAY.
he's still quite sensitive now n hides it from my view.
if i ever find myself staring at July Big Boops i'm gonna paste bananas-in-pyjamas stickers all over her boops.
---------------------------------------------
so i've been dating on and off,
and on one of my dates i randomly asked to go Chinatown.
just cos i'm bored with Orchard.
I have no idea what there is to do in Chinatown,
but we stumbled upon the new Buddha Tooth Relic Temple and wow what a grand place.
it's the kind of place i'd fly to Vietnam to visit,
and this is right at our doorstep!
it's brand new and really grand,
and i can imagine even 20 years later it'll remain as one of our "cultural" tourist attraction site.
i was wearing sleeveless that day and the monk asked politely that i put on the shawl they have, out of respect for the sanctity of the place i guess. (there were many ladies in there with the shawl, and even one guy).
it was a gd walkaround, and just as we were abt to leave the temple volunteer told us to head up to the 2nd flr, where there is a photo exhibition, the 5th flr, where there's an open roof garden, and the 4th flr, where the tooth relic is housed.
the 4th floor is a must see, and i'm so glad she told us of it.
it's only open 3 times a day, for 2 hours each time.
we got there just when it was opening and we followed the monk in,
who slowly raised the blinds and we saw through the glass window of a sealed room.
Inside the room were tiles made of gold, and the centrepiece was massive and again made of pure gold.
i've read it in the papers and wondered how they stopped pple from stealing the gold.
i guess the room must be pretty secure.
"psst. where's the tooth?" i whispered to my date.
"inside the gold thing. they only take the tooth out during new year" he whispered back.
i highly recommend visiting the temple.
maybe not on a date.
i may just pop back there again.
maybe not on a date.
------------------------------------------------
dad has some food court vouchers.
he always has the weirdest vouchers.
the problem is, the vouchers come in $10.
obviously the stall owners won't return change for vouchers,
so every stall we bought food from we have to buy $10 worth of.
so it was interesting trying to synchronise what everyone wants to eat,
since we all have to buy from the same stall.
it didn't turn out that well,
so we did the next best thing.
3 of us ate 5 pple's worth of food.
everyone went on a diet the next day.
--------------------------------------------------------
Orchard road is getting tremendously crowded.
but the weather is cool,
and the christmas decor up.
with the cheery crowd and picture taking tourists,
it really felt like christmas.
it was nice and kind of romantic walking down orchard at night,
with a date.
problem is,
the dates always come with a big BUT.
sigh, shit hit the fan.
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