Month: July 2008

A great way to fly?

Posted on Saturday July 26, 2008 in Travel.

I laughed real hard. I have always known the toughness of the job, through observations and friends’ recounts. This quote puts it into perspective.

Source: http://www.singaporeexpats.com/forum/ ftopic7025-0-asc-17880.html

So you want to be a flight attendant?

Go to a resale store and find an old, navy suit that an army sergeant might have worn. Add a white shirt and a tie. Wear that same outfit for three consecutive days.

Go to an airport and watch airplanes take off for several hours. Pretend you are standing by for them and they are all full. Go home. Return to the airport the very next day and do the same thing again.

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Arigato-gozaimasu

Posted on Thursday July 24, 2008 in Personal

Such a pleasant surprise! Received a care package from Japan. All from my favourite drugstore in Tokyo so “[I] won’t miss it this summer.” She’s so sweet :)

Believe it or not, the packaging is a paper bag!

Nihon care package

It will be amazing to see her again. Hopefully this November.

Glitz and glamour

Posted on Sunday July 20, 2008 in Entertainment.

The 60th set of nominations has been released. As a proud TV addict, I am pleased to see Dexter, Pushing daisies and 30 Rock on the list, after a week’s exile in central China. I cannot tell who has better acting/directing skills. But I like it when people die, get cut up, are revived, and/or are mocked at.

Speaking of glitz, I felt like a rockstar when I feasted on the non-carb meal onboard SQ. Everyone, who is not adverse to protein, should seriously try it.

Fragile, memory as green porcelain

Posted on Monday July 7, 2008 in Entertainment., Travel.

Memory fades real quick. Just last week, I could still feel the breeze sweeping across Cottesloe beach. Perhaps it was the cold. As the cough subsides, I begin to wonder if it was just a dejavu. Thankfully, I still managed to piece together parts of the recollection, albeit in reverse order. No human faces simply because.

Note to self: Humming Jay Chou’s Qing Hua Ci can really screw with your thought-process. Such obscure lyrics, such haunting melody.