Friday, May 14, 2010

Day 43 - May 13, 2010


别想歪了
Only in Singapore will you see signs using language so mangled you are literally at a loss for words.


I thought I was fond of honking, but the drivers in Shanghai put me to shame.

Day 42 - May 12, 2010


Have you had your Vit C today?
I may appear to be a meat/sashimi lover, but trust me, that is the wrong impression. I actually adore fruits and vegetables. A lot.


What's the big deal over this 3-D business anyway?

Day 41 - May 11, 2010


大家学成语
其实午餐过后就拍了一张很满意的照片,不过我觉得还是这张比较有 意思。


I'm not sure exactly when it happened, but I've grown completely unself-conscious about eating alone in restaurants, and don't even need to read a book or fiddle with my phone (except to snap this photo, of course).

Monday, May 10, 2010

Day 40 - May 10, 2010


New iPhone prototype leaked again!
Stop laughing at iPhone users who can't zoom.

Disclaimer: Saw this idea on Flickr some time back. As they say, imitation is the highest form of flattery.


I'm rearranging my heart, literally and figuratively.

Day 39 - May 9, 2010


Flash's diapers
This is what newspapers are used for in my house. Yes, he has done his business on my byline photo before - and yours, yours and yours.


It smells terrible and does not look particularly appetising, but my sissy's favourite Vietnamese dessert of che dau xanh is rather yummy.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Day 38 - May 8, 2010


He's happy, I think
Flash is 13 today. In human years, that makes him 91. Happy birthday, my dear boy!


So frigging hot that I basically holed up in my room with both the fan and aircon at full blast.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Day 37 - May 7, 2010


O$P$
You never know what's gonna hit you. Today, I ended up unexpectedly in a hospital bed for a few hours, recovering from a minor surgical procedure that had me completely knocked out.

I snapped this in the A&E waiting room - before I realised the gravity of the situation. It says "5" in the picture but making my payment was actually step 2 - right after the registration and temperature screening - even before I saw any nurse or doctor. Gotta love the efficiency of our system, don't you think?


Deja vu farewell, except I didn't shed any tears this time round.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Day 36 - May 6, 2010


We did 50 Downward Dogs -- at least! I lost count! -- and this was the view I saw each time from between my thighs.


Why work so hard?
This was as lazy a shot as it can get. I just put my camera at ankle level and let the AF do its job.

Day 35 - May 5, 2010


My third trip to Ikea in a week and I still haven't managed to take a photo that is Ikonically Ikea, so this will have to do.


Ever notice broccoli looks pretty creepy up close?


Give me Taiwan or Japan any day
I give the food at ION's Itacho Sushi a respectable A2 but its service gets a straight F9. They messed up my order of this salmon belly sashimi not once but twice and served me salmon sushi instead. The second time round, I politely asked the waitress what it was she placed on the table and she actually raised her voice at me.

Welcome to Singapore.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Day 34 - May 4, 2010


小叮当
我很幸运,身边有好几个小叮当。这些朋友总在我有需要的时 候出现,从他们的八宝袋中取出各种法宝为我分忧解难。谢谢你 们。如果你生命中也有小叮当,请好好珍惜。

(图中没有小叮当,因为它不爱出风头)



Woke up at 7.30am to sing birthday song to mum and eat blackforest cake -- the Sng family is weird like that.


Shortly after we finished the, um, cupcakes, I was inspired to bake again, this time, a lemon cake whose recipe was published in Sunday's LifeStyle. The cake tasted pretty decent, but the lemon glazing made the cake so sour, even my gums puckered up. I ate it anyway.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Day 33 - May 3, 2010


我是影后
Thanks to my buddy K, a photo of me appeared in his company calendar (I'm May). He took this when we visited Marina Barrage last year. And no, the kid's not mine - nor his.


After tearing the parking coupon, I let out a string of cuss words which sounded awfully like "cluckcluckcluckcluckcluck" when I realised it was already May.


I dug out this pile of newspapers from under the bed of The Straits Times' No. 1 fan. He hasn't been reading the papers from page to page lately because he has been too busy at work, but he has saved up every single copy in the hope that one day, some day, he will have the time to clear up his backlog. Some of these newspapers date back to 2009.

Day 32 - May 2, 2010


I'm SINGaporean
The best way to chase away the blues is some good old karaoke therapy with friends who don't mind if you sing 无眠、垃圾 and 诱惑的街 a zillion times.


I am indeed turning into one of those freaks who, instead of sleeping in on a Sunday, wake up at the crack of dawn to go exercise at the Botanic Gardens.


Bak kut chilli mee from the Beach Road Hawker Centre. I like my noodles with plenty of chilli, even if it sets my mouth on fire and makes my eyes water and my nose run. Just call me a masochist.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Day 31 - May 1, 2010


Go or go ahead
Thank you for this bitter knowledge
Guardian angels who left me stranded
It was worth it, feeling abandoned
Makes one hardened but what has happened to love

These shoes, which I found by a football field, somehow remind me of Rufus Wainwright's song.


Right before we sat down for mum's birthday dinner.


One of my favourite beverages: A big cup of tea with plenty, plenty, plenty of milk but no sugar. Yes, we're still eating the muffins, ahem, I mean cupcakes, from that day.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Day 30 - April 30, 2010


One down
Eleven more to go. And yes, this is my third company rooftop shot in nine days. You'd get intimately acquainted with it - if you aren't already - by the end of this project, I promise you.


Somebody who has been jetsetting all over for the past two weeks is back, so I make him my topless model before he goes away again for another two weeks.


I naively thought of using a real flower for today's photo, but a check of current flower prices at the shops quickly brought me back to reality.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Day 29 - April 29, 2010


My father
About two years ago, I returned from a trip to find that almost all the wood furniture in my flat had been given a new coat of paint and varnish. My late dog Didi had left scratch marks on my door and my father, who had come to repaint it, decided to give the other old stuff a makeover too.

The thing is, I had waited many years for my wood furniture to be seasoned, lived in and become really, really old. That was the way I liked it - but of course my father didn't know. Caught up in his project, he even gave my favourite accessories a shiny new lease of life. This is a set of hand-made wooden elephants I got in Bangkok in 2000 (the large ones double up as stools) and its original look was pleasantly raw and natural.

After I got over the shock of being in a shiny new house, all I could feel, though, was love.


I read a little today.


Today marks a major milestone in my life post-baby. The Babycrat actually stayed quiet long enough for me to bake this. When the RB heard I was going to bake something, he requested that I not bake muffins because the only thing I bake is muffins, and as the only person in the house eating my baked goods, he's sick of muffins. So I baked these cupcakes instead. The RB says cupcakes, muffins, same difference. Who say no difference? Got difference, okay.

Day 28 - April 28, 2010


Just shoot lah
I didn't take the photo of the T-shirts in this photo. This is a shot of a page I did for Urban, which explains the grainy feel. The story had nothing to do with photography and it was only after I took the photo that I realised, hey, my headline aptly conveys how I ought to approach the 365 project.

I have been losing steam since I returned from Japan and I think I need to just shoot whatever I want instead of stressing over what "perfect shot" to take every day.


I wonder if I still remember how to operate a sewing machine.


My brunch.

Day 27 - April 27, 2010


Not reaching the finishing line
These are just some of the books in my possession that I have read in varying degrees or have yet to start reading. And let's not mention the countless unfinished library books I have returned over the years.

My problem - if you can call it that - is that I live very close to my workplace, so I don't have time to read while commuting. I usually pack a book when I travel but I almost never finish it unless it is a beach holiday. And I don't feel secure if I take a half-finished book on a new trip cos what if I run out of things to read? Did you say read before bedtime? Then what about Facebook, Flickr and Tudou?

Yes, I make life very complicated for myself sometimes.


When the salesman introduced me this ipod docking station, I was suspicious of it because the brand name Sansui sounded like it was some China product. But it turned out to be from Japan, gives very good sound quality, and is cheap to boot. Happy buy.


Renewed the lease on my place today.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Day 26 - April 26, 2010


I should get paid for this
This is an "anyhow snap" kind of photo. My lunch kakis and I were on our way to lunch and I wanted to show them how good the tiltshift generator app is. We then stood at the company's rooftop garden, where I demonstrated on the spot how the app works. They were instantly... sold.

I think I have managed to convince at least six friends to buy this app. The developers should pay me commission, I tell you.



The good thing about having kids is that you have an instant model and you can pose them in compromising positions and they cannot complain.

Laundry day.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Day 25 - April 25, 2010


I'm allergic to nonsense
Life is short. Be brave enough to say no.


I find myself opening my freezer many times a day to check out my frozen milk stash, for no reason other than to make myself happy.


I kept wailing, "I feel so stupid" as my brain just plain refused to solve the sudoku puzzle.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Day 24 - April 24, 2010


My world is tiltshifted
Who cares if it's pouring. I can stay at home and have so much fun with just US$0.99. Long live the iPhone.

A dish of 猪脚冻. Not really sure what the 冻 is made of, but an interesting dish, nonetheless.


I have honed procrastination to a fine art.