Wow... I almost can't believe it. I'm actually, really, truly, finally 21! Phew! It's such a great relief to be finally here... All day long two days ago (which by the way, if you haven't already known, was actually my birthday), I kept getting all these sms-es telling me stuff like "Welcome to the 21 club!" or "Congrats on reaching 21!" and other similar patterns... So I was, like, thinking, right... What's so great about being 21? I mean, it's only just another number, right? Well, not really, I guess. It's supposed to be this really big thing lar... And I'm really glad! Something's currently very wrong with my Pendrive, so I can't post any pictures here, but once I actually do get it reformatted (or something like that), I'll post up some pictures of the gifts I've received in conjunction with me reaching the adulthood crossroads and driving fast speed right through it.
One of my most treasured birthday presents is a book my dad bought for me. We bought it on my birthday itself. We went to the Times Bookshop at night, and I chose the book myself - Stephen King's Firestarter. I actually read the book many years back, when I was still comparatively younger and all, when my dad brought it home one day. To say that I voraciously devoured the book would be one of the greatest understatements of all time. I simply fell more or less in love with the book. I mean, the plot - it's simply fabulous! There are almost no words to describe the book. So why did I choose it as my present if I've already read it, you're asking? Because, like I've said just a few sentences ago, I really do like the book a lot. I mean, I've been searching almost everywhere these past few years for the book, just hoping, y'know, if I saw it maybe I could buy it and all... But I never did quite see it lying around... And now I have the book! Muahahahaha! It's really mine now! Teeheeheehee! I'm so happy! It's simply beautiful, I tell you! I just started reading (or rather, re-reading) the book today, and I'm ever so careful with the handling of its precious pages... Turning the page oh-so-tenderly, taking precious care not to wreck/tear/fold its oh-so-precious binding and page corners... Muahahahaha! I'm really just so happy! Almost to the point of delirium, eh?
Well, that's it from me for now... Thanks to everyone for the birthday sms-es, messages, greetings, and presents. I really do appreciate it! It's been a fantabulous birthday for me, and I hope when I'm older, my brain cells and memory banks won't fail me, and I'd still be able to look back to this year and say to my grandkids: "Ah... Now that was a great 21st birthday to remember!"
Cheers.
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Memory pieces...
Well. I guess this is it. It's approximately 8.15 pm now. Another 3 hours and 45 minutes to the 14th of December, 2006. What's so special about this date? Because it is on this historical date, people, that Esther Voon will finally hit the big 21, forever leaving behind the digits 1 to 20 as she continues bravely onwards (really?) on the road of adulthood, marching onwards to more and more digits as the years continue to fly quickly by... Right?
Wrong!
Esther shall always be Esther, however old she may be! Even when Esther's digits have hit 99, Esther shall still be tearing around the Christmas tree, shrieking with glee and scaring her grandchildren with her clumsy hops and skips, muahahahaha! So like it or not, people, Esther shall always be Esther. *grins*
But honestly though, looking back on all those childish years (they say 21 year olds are officially adults, eh?), I can't help but wonder where it all went. Looking back, I wonder if there was anything I could have changed? The answer is definitely. But then again, those are just memory pieces now. Yup, memory pieces. Why memory pieces? Why have I titled my blog entry this time to be 'Memory Pieces'? LoL! I started listening to some of Jerry Yan's songs, and there's oe song of his that I like very much, and it's called 'Memory Pieces', and I kinda thought, yeah, it'll be a nice title for a blog entry, don't you think? Anyway, it's really very apt, y'know. Memory pieces. They really are memory pieces. Pieces from our past, treasured and stored in our memory chests, onew which from time to time, we take out and flip through. Pieces from our past, great chunks reminiscent of a great childhood past (or in my case, a constant childhood, like it or not, teehee!).
Enough of all this philosophical melancholy. I'm a happy person. I'm a funny person. So far this blog entry has been neither. Moving on...
Last night, three of my great church buddies - Trish, Cassie, and Evelette - came over to my house at approximately 7.45 pm. They'd planned it kinda as a surprise thingy, so when I saw them, yeah. So we had like an impromptu birthday celebration thingy, right there in my house. They even came bearing gifts! For little ole me! Muahahahaha! Thanks you guys! I really do appreciate you three coming over like that, and taking the effort to drive over with food and drinks and all. And thanks to the other two guys who contributed to the gifts. I love the pressies you all! *big grin*
Maybe turning 21 isn't quite so bad after all... I mean, there are a few benefits that come with officially being granted 'adult' status. Right off the top of my head, I can think of a few ideas:
(1) Getting a really big 4-wheel drive and driving amok through town, screaming hysterically at the top of my little lungs, and blaming it all on stress from the workplace, the toot-ing boss, the highly competitive colleagues, the overload of work projects... I mean, only adults suffer from work pressure, right?
(2) Getting arrested for driving a really big 4WD through town and screaming hysterically at the top of my little lungs... I mean like, if I weren't an adult, I won't even be able to be arrested, right? I mean, correct me if I'm wrong, but the young escape with everything, so this time, I won't be able to escape, right?
(3) Getting free lodging, food, and company for a few nights, compliments of the city council jail for running amok, screaming at the top of my little lungs through town. I mean, how many youngsters can boast of this, huh?
Boy, being an adult sure is fun. So here's to me hitting the big 21 tomorrow...
Wrong!
Esther shall always be Esther, however old she may be! Even when Esther's digits have hit 99, Esther shall still be tearing around the Christmas tree, shrieking with glee and scaring her grandchildren with her clumsy hops and skips, muahahahaha! So like it or not, people, Esther shall always be Esther. *grins*
But honestly though, looking back on all those childish years (they say 21 year olds are officially adults, eh?), I can't help but wonder where it all went. Looking back, I wonder if there was anything I could have changed? The answer is definitely. But then again, those are just memory pieces now. Yup, memory pieces. Why memory pieces? Why have I titled my blog entry this time to be 'Memory Pieces'? LoL! I started listening to some of Jerry Yan's songs, and there's oe song of his that I like very much, and it's called 'Memory Pieces', and I kinda thought, yeah, it'll be a nice title for a blog entry, don't you think? Anyway, it's really very apt, y'know. Memory pieces. They really are memory pieces. Pieces from our past, treasured and stored in our memory chests, onew which from time to time, we take out and flip through. Pieces from our past, great chunks reminiscent of a great childhood past (or in my case, a constant childhood, like it or not, teehee!).
Enough of all this philosophical melancholy. I'm a happy person. I'm a funny person. So far this blog entry has been neither. Moving on...
Last night, three of my great church buddies - Trish, Cassie, and Evelette - came over to my house at approximately 7.45 pm. They'd planned it kinda as a surprise thingy, so when I saw them, yeah. So we had like an impromptu birthday celebration thingy, right there in my house. They even came bearing gifts! For little ole me! Muahahahaha! Thanks you guys! I really do appreciate you three coming over like that, and taking the effort to drive over with food and drinks and all. And thanks to the other two guys who contributed to the gifts. I love the pressies you all! *big grin*
Maybe turning 21 isn't quite so bad after all... I mean, there are a few benefits that come with officially being granted 'adult' status. Right off the top of my head, I can think of a few ideas:
(1) Getting a really big 4-wheel drive and driving amok through town, screaming hysterically at the top of my little lungs, and blaming it all on stress from the workplace, the toot-ing boss, the highly competitive colleagues, the overload of work projects... I mean, only adults suffer from work pressure, right?
(2) Getting arrested for driving a really big 4WD through town and screaming hysterically at the top of my little lungs... I mean like, if I weren't an adult, I won't even be able to be arrested, right? I mean, correct me if I'm wrong, but the young escape with everything, so this time, I won't be able to escape, right?
(3) Getting free lodging, food, and company for a few nights, compliments of the city council jail for running amok, screaming at the top of my little lungs through town. I mean, how many youngsters can boast of this, huh?
Boy, being an adult sure is fun. So here's to me hitting the big 21 tomorrow...
"Happy Birthday to ME,
Happy Birthday to ME,
Happy Birthday to Esther...
Happy Birthday to ME!"
P.S. How many people do you know who actually go all out to write themselves their very own birthday tributes eh? And how many people do you know who actually go out and sing to themselves a Happy Birthday? I'm really 'special', eh? End of P.S.
Monday, November 27, 2006
What is fatigue?
Exhaustion.
Tired.
I wanna pengsan.
Sleepy.
Body aching.
Circles under my eyes.
Leg cramps.
Sore throat.
Headache.
Muscles twitching.
Wanna drop dead on the floor.
Sleep.
Really need sleep.
But cannot sleep.
Crick in my neck.
Stomache ache.
Pain.
Dizzy.
Dazed.
Delusional.
What is fatigue?
Ask me.
Tired.
I wanna pengsan.
Sleepy.
Body aching.
Circles under my eyes.
Leg cramps.
Sore throat.
Headache.
Muscles twitching.
Wanna drop dead on the floor.
Sleep.
Really need sleep.
But cannot sleep.
Crick in my neck.
Stomache ache.
Pain.
Dizzy.
Dazed.
Delusional.
What is fatigue?
Ask me.
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Fastest ever shopping spree!
Yes, people... I really did it!
Choosing 1 pair of black shoes = 15 minutes
Choosing 1 pair of black sandals = 10 minutes
Paying for shoes and sandals = 3 minutes
Choosing 1 pair of jeans = 20 minutes
Paying for jeans = 1 minute
Total time spent = 49 minutes
Conclusion: Esther pecah rekod! Yes, it's really true! The fastest ever shopping spree relative to the amount of items bought. Gasp! Have I broken the latest record of least time spent shopping? Have I? Have I? "Somebody call the Guinness Book of Records! Esther has done it again!"
Or was I just desperate? Muahahahaha! That's for me to know and for you to find out!
Cheers.
Choosing 1 pair of black shoes = 15 minutes
Choosing 1 pair of black sandals = 10 minutes
Paying for shoes and sandals = 3 minutes
Choosing 1 pair of jeans = 20 minutes
Paying for jeans = 1 minute
Total time spent = 49 minutes
Conclusion: Esther pecah rekod! Yes, it's really true! The fastest ever shopping spree relative to the amount of items bought. Gasp! Have I broken the latest record of least time spent shopping? Have I? Have I? "Somebody call the Guinness Book of Records! Esther has done it again!"
Or was I just desperate? Muahahahaha! That's for me to know and for you to find out!
Cheers.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Outdated old me...
Okay, okay. I know my exam was over last Friday, and I know I should have been like, rushing straight to my PC, getting online, and driving myself crazy blogging and all, but what can I say? I got busy... Man, you guys have almost no idea of the great relief I felt that day, when I was sitting in that exam hall, writing what I knew was going to be like, the last few lines of words on my last paper... The feeling was simply... exhilarating. I mean, imagine this people - I've been waiting what feels to be one of the longest weeks in my life, just simply getting by day by day, counting down the hours to the minute I stride out of that exam hall, anticipating burning up all of this semester's notes and stuff... And what am I doing now that it's been 4 whole days since my walk out of prison into the setting sun of freedom?
Watching Meteor Garden.
I know. Some of you are possibly banging your heads against your computer monitors, but seriously, what can I say? The first time it came onto our national airwaves, I was rather dismissive of it. Y'know... The usual bunch of 'cute-cute' actors trying to make more money and gain more hysterical fans... I was like, "Oh no. Not another bad drama." Then one day, I had nothing better to do, so I switched on my television. Boy, was I wrong. To cut a long story short, I became a fan of the series, but unfortunately, I never did quite manage to understand the entire plot. Until tonight, when I finally finished watching all 19 hours of the Season 1, inclusive of the Making-Of section. Sniff sniff! It's such a beautiful story! And the actors are surprisingly good. No, they're GREAT! My favourite is the character Dao Ming Si, which was acted out real well by Jerry Yan. And of course, there's Hua Zhe Lei (Vic Zhao), Vanness' Mei Zhuo, and Ken's Shi Men... But my favourite's still Jerry Yan! I think I actually set a new record for my couch-potato ways. 19 hours in approximately 2 days and a half. Of course, after completing the drama series, my head was sorta spinning, the world looked a little woozy, and my knees kinda felt rather wobbly, but who cares? I finished watching the WHOLE thing! Muahahahaha!
So here's my public announcement now:
(1) If anyone has the Meteor Garden II series, please loan it to me!
(2) If anyone has any posters you don't want, please give me!
(3) If anyone has any live concert shows of F4 or anyone in it, please loan to me!
(4) I think I'm nuts. Do you think I'm nuts too?
All this, coming from a girl who doesn't even speak or understand passable Mandarin. A banana like me, going nuts over a Taiwanese drama of which I have to read the BM subtitles to understand what's going on. All I can say is, man, I'm nuts! *sheepish grin* Cheers.
Watching Meteor Garden.
I know. Some of you are possibly banging your heads against your computer monitors, but seriously, what can I say? The first time it came onto our national airwaves, I was rather dismissive of it. Y'know... The usual bunch of 'cute-cute' actors trying to make more money and gain more hysterical fans... I was like, "Oh no. Not another bad drama." Then one day, I had nothing better to do, so I switched on my television. Boy, was I wrong. To cut a long story short, I became a fan of the series, but unfortunately, I never did quite manage to understand the entire plot. Until tonight, when I finally finished watching all 19 hours of the Season 1, inclusive of the Making-Of section. Sniff sniff! It's such a beautiful story! And the actors are surprisingly good. No, they're GREAT! My favourite is the character Dao Ming Si, which was acted out real well by Jerry Yan. And of course, there's Hua Zhe Lei (Vic Zhao), Vanness' Mei Zhuo, and Ken's Shi Men... But my favourite's still Jerry Yan! I think I actually set a new record for my couch-potato ways. 19 hours in approximately 2 days and a half. Of course, after completing the drama series, my head was sorta spinning, the world looked a little woozy, and my knees kinda felt rather wobbly, but who cares? I finished watching the WHOLE thing! Muahahahaha!
So here's my public announcement now:
(1) If anyone has the Meteor Garden II series, please loan it to me!
(2) If anyone has any posters you don't want, please give me!
(3) If anyone has any live concert shows of F4 or anyone in it, please loan to me!
(4) I think I'm nuts. Do you think I'm nuts too?
All this, coming from a girl who doesn't even speak or understand passable Mandarin. A banana like me, going nuts over a Taiwanese drama of which I have to read the BM subtitles to understand what's going on. All I can say is, man, I'm nuts! *sheepish grin* Cheers.
Friday, November 03, 2006
7 days and counting...
Since last night, the total number of times I've been to the toilet because of diarrhoea has hit the number 4. Or is it 5? I dunno what's up with my stomache! It's going bonkers on me... Or rather, my bowels are. It's like, I could be sitting down reading a nice magazine (refer to previous blog entry, "How To Waste Time"), or lazing around fiddling with my laptop (again, refer previous blog), and all of a sudden I need to go. It's driving me nuts!
Anyway, I really have nothing to write here, right now. I'm just plain bored. I'm supposed to study (exam's next Friday), but I just can't seem to drag myself to pore over my books... Sigh. And I can't seem to access Yahoo! messenger, or MSN messenger, or a certain fun and interactive Yahoo! page... What's going on with my Internet connection? Argh!
Right, now moving on to another topic - Patrizio Buanne! Man, this guy can really sing! Of course, he sings mostly in Italian, and his debut album is called The Italian (he's Italian, by the way), but really, I like his voice and the way he delivers his songs... It kinda brings me back to my childhood days, y'know, watching cartoons and beautiful movies where the soundtrack suddenly shifts to one of those beautiful Italian songs to capture the 'romance' of the moment... Sigh. Patrizio Buanne rocks! And apparently he has a new album out! Gasp! Should I buy it? He's got some really good songs that I like in the new album... Like the Italian version of 'Only You'! I love that song! One of the best love songs ever! AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaahhhh!
"To buy or not to buy, that is the question..."
And here's a picture of my buddy Trish and me, taken last Sunday, the 30th of October, after church service. Isn't this cool, Trish? Now you're famous! Everyone who reads my blog knows who you are! Muahahahaha! It's just you and me... And er, the metal canister for begging outside Starbucks eh? *grins*
Anyway, I really have nothing to write here, right now. I'm just plain bored. I'm supposed to study (exam's next Friday), but I just can't seem to drag myself to pore over my books... Sigh. And I can't seem to access Yahoo! messenger, or MSN messenger, or a certain fun and interactive Yahoo! page... What's going on with my Internet connection? Argh!
Right, now moving on to another topic - Patrizio Buanne! Man, this guy can really sing! Of course, he sings mostly in Italian, and his debut album is called The Italian (he's Italian, by the way), but really, I like his voice and the way he delivers his songs... It kinda brings me back to my childhood days, y'know, watching cartoons and beautiful movies where the soundtrack suddenly shifts to one of those beautiful Italian songs to capture the 'romance' of the moment... Sigh. Patrizio Buanne rocks! And apparently he has a new album out! Gasp! Should I buy it? He's got some really good songs that I like in the new album... Like the Italian version of 'Only You'! I love that song! One of the best love songs ever! AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaahhhh!
"To buy or not to buy, that is the question..."
And here's a picture of my buddy Trish and me, taken last Sunday, the 30th of October, after church service. Isn't this cool, Trish? Now you're famous! Everyone who reads my blog knows who you are! Muahahahaha! It's just you and me... And er, the metal canister for begging outside Starbucks eh? *grins*
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Esther's List on How To Waste Time
In the morning, upon waking up from a good night's sleep,
(1) Crawl slowly down the stairs in a state of grogginess (is there such a word?) - 20 minutes
(2) Search for Maggi Mee and 2 eggs - 5 minutes
(3) Slow-cook abovesaid Maggi Mee and 2 eggs - 15 minutes
(4) Eat abovesaid cooked Maggi Mee and 2 eggs - 1 hour
(5) Put bowl aside, read outdated magazines - 2 hours
(6) Crawl slowly down the stairs - 3 minutes
(7) Wash bowl with dried up Maggi Mee strands - 5 minutes
(8) Read even more outdated magazines - 1 hour
(9) Attempt to clean up room - 1 hour
(10) Side-tracked into playing with laptop - 1 hour
(11) Paint fingernails and toenails with expired nail polish - 2 hours
(12) Peel off expired nail polish from fingernails - 20 minutes
(13) Get ready to go out for dinner with buddy - 30 minutes
(14) Dilly-dally around house - 20 minutes
(15) Pick up buddy, dinner, supper, have diarrhoea in buddy's house - 5 hours
(16) Rush home, have diarrhoea at home - 30 minutes
(17) After-supper meal - 1 hour
(18) Dazed in front of computer - 30 minutes and counting
Welcome to my life.
(1) Crawl slowly down the stairs in a state of grogginess (is there such a word?) - 20 minutes
(2) Search for Maggi Mee and 2 eggs - 5 minutes
(3) Slow-cook abovesaid Maggi Mee and 2 eggs - 15 minutes
(4) Eat abovesaid cooked Maggi Mee and 2 eggs - 1 hour
(5) Put bowl aside, read outdated magazines - 2 hours
(6) Crawl slowly down the stairs - 3 minutes
(7) Wash bowl with dried up Maggi Mee strands - 5 minutes
(8) Read even more outdated magazines - 1 hour
(9) Attempt to clean up room - 1 hour
(10) Side-tracked into playing with laptop - 1 hour
(11) Paint fingernails and toenails with expired nail polish - 2 hours
(12) Peel off expired nail polish from fingernails - 20 minutes
(13) Get ready to go out for dinner with buddy - 30 minutes
(14) Dilly-dally around house - 20 minutes
(15) Pick up buddy, dinner, supper, have diarrhoea in buddy's house - 5 hours
(16) Rush home, have diarrhoea at home - 30 minutes
(17) After-supper meal - 1 hour
(18) Dazed in front of computer - 30 minutes and counting
Welcome to my life.
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