"Dear Bobbie,

Do you remember when you were young and very pretty? I do, I remember pleated skirts, black and white sattle shoes. Do you remember dancing that night? I do, I still think of you when we dance, although we cant jitterbug as we did then.

Do you remember when, how long has it been? 1945 you opened my blue eyes, to see a whole new life

Do you remember when I told you this that night, that if you're by my side when everyday begins I'll fall for you again. I made a promise when I told you this that night.

I'll be fine.

When I die, then I die loving you. It's alright, I'll be fine. When I die then I die loving you
Loving you, loving you.

Do you remember the times we would give up on each other and get back together, then we finally were married in 1949. We drove the yellow convertible all night long. Do you remember? I do.

Life has led us here, together all these years. This house that we have made holds twenty-thousand days
and memories we've saved, since life has lead us here.

And I'll be fine.

Cause when I die, then I die loving you. It's alright, I'll be fine. Cause when I die then I die loving you
Loving you, loving you

I'm coming home to you. Stepping off my shoes. Resting in my chair, see you standing there, the silver in your hair.

I'm coming home to you.

When I lay tonight, when I close my eyes, I know the sun will rise, here the next life. As long as you're still mine, then its alright.

I'll be fine.

Cause when I die, then I die loving you. It's alright, I'll be fine. Cause when I die then I die loving you
Loving you, loving you

You have gray hair now but you're a beautiful women and the years have been good to both of us. We walk slow now, but we still have each other. The glue of love is still bonding us together. That is what I remember. Do you remember?"

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Ok, just had to share it.

Back to coffee and reading in prep for the thesis

:)

Danny's self fulfilling prophecy and a badge to wear on my sleeve:

 

 

Jole

 

I hate hardsell.

And I absolutely hate the feeling of being coerced into paying more for something "so much better" than what I originally wanted.

That's why I dread each and every visit to STRIP SALON. The only reason why I return to the place monthly is because I have a package with them and have about a $100 credit more to go.

The following happens every visit at different outlets:

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"Would you like me to use Hard wax instead of Soft wax? It's only costs XX dollars more, plus since you have a Student package you'll get XX percent discount..."

Lady goes on for more than 5 minutes about how much economic sense it made for me to choose Hard wax and how much better it is than Soft wax, and how "everyone is using hardwax now".

I relent.

KaChing! Add 15 bucks to the original 40.

"Would you like to try our new mask after this? It's like a facial for the area.. you must take care of the area.. most customers try it and say it's very good.. Costs XX dollars more, plus since you have a Student package you'll get XX percent discount.. "

Lady goes on for a good 10 minutes in between the service about the product and how it's foreign and new (while I'm lying half naked on the bed and going 'uh-huh' patronisingly) then proceeds to make me feel as if I'm a cheapskate when I'm hesitant about paying more for something I deem unneccessary. She probes when I decline her fantastic offer, then in a last ditch effort, resorts to make me feel as if my area is in a dire state and in need of that mask.

All the while she remains sweet in her tone and smiley, which makes it hard and uncalled for if I to got mad. I remain persistant however, with repeated "No thank you, another time maybe"s.

"Oh, then if you don't want the mask - don't say I didn't recommend you k, do you want to try the post-wax cream? Costs XX dollars more, plus since you have a Student package you'll get XX percent discount.. "

Exhausted from the pain and her nagging, I made up the excuse that I already have the cream at home and that I would apply the cream when I get back.

Lady stops being so smiley, then asks if I need a new tube of cream which costs slightly over a hundred "but will cost XX much after your student discount".

I control my frustrations. "NO, THANK YOU."

I walk to the counter to sign an acknowledgement slip where I hear her manager (I suppose) asking her (loud enough for me to hear) why I didn't want to try the mask or cream. They then ask me if I would like to top up my account even though there's more than enough credits in there.

"NAH, ANOTHER TIME."

"Why don't you ask your boyfriend or your sister to top it up for you?"

... I get the fuck out of the salon and make it a point to go to a different branch the next time, only to have the same thing happen to me again.

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The above is why many of my girl friends have switched to other salons which are priced competitively (or even cheaper) minus the fucking annoying hardsell.

I shall just use the rest of the credits on manicures and pedicures but I can imagine them trying to pressure me into paying more for something "more premium". "Better top coat, XX dollars more only!" or "Why not French? Classic's out of style".

 

Jole

 

One of my bestest girl pals was proposed to by her boyfriend of 3+years last night.

Actually, WB had proposed to the girl earlier in the day, following her convocation ceremony at NUS, but she had given him the condition that she would say yes only if her best girlfriends turned up (upon short notice) at night to show their approval. WB quickly called Michelle for help.

So we turned up at the Marina Mandarin hotel lounge, WB opened a few bottles of wine and made a touching speech on stage. The rest, they say, is history.

Ah, stories to tell our children.

Congratulations Adel and Weibin!

Later that night after some celebratory wine and champagne, I was moved to tears when another of my close girl pals announced that she too, would be getting married in September.

Congratulations Ping and Rhys! ;)

And so it was a happy and very emotional day.

Quick peek at how large the group has gotten. I love every single one of them, including the boyfriends and Rou, who is in Australia right now :)

I spent some time with the Angmoh and made a trip to the National Library today too.

In our couple jackets.

And I just realised that Markus looks like Ian Thorpe! I never did in the past 3 years.

And a few good books to my reading list:

Eleven Minutes - Paulo Coelho (done!)
Sputnik Sweetheart - Haruki Murakami
The Virgin Suicides - Jeffrey Eugenides
Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov

 

 

Jole

 

Favourite Cartoon.

Favourite Thai food joint.

Favourite angmoh.

Favourite People.

Jole

 

"It takes two people to make a lie work: the person who tells it, and the one who believes it...

Sometimes, when you don't ask questions, it's not because you are afraid that someone will lie to your face.

It's because you're afraid they'll tell you the truth."

- Picoult

Jole

 

Caught Transformers with the boys last night.

There wasn't really a sense of nostalgia. Nothing like I had imagined from my childhood memories of the cartoon or sparring with my younger brother using his collection of plastic Hasbro figurines.

The movie was somewhat long and draggy, coupled with some pointless, cheesy scenes and shamless product placements.

But.

All was made up for by the robots who (note: not 'which') make more compelling characters than the humans (like Sunny in iRobot!) - Optimus Prime and Bumblebee I adore!

And this is what seems to be the winning formula : 2 cuteass chicks and plenty of whoopass action for the boys + a hunky hero and cuteass robots for the ladies + a couple a jokers and lame scenes for the kids.

In all, Transformers rocked my socks.

In fact, I wouldn't mind catching it a second time, cept that I'll only walk in half an hour into the show :)

Oh, and I heard there are 2 sequels coming up :) Woot.

Jole

JUNE 28, THURSDAY

I really broke her heart this time.

My mum was so upset, she was hospitalised. Nothing major really, but still I know it was my fault :( She's never seen that side of me before, and I don't intend to show it to her - or anyone else for the matter, again.

A treat I gave the family + the boy at a Japanese restaurant from my last pay cheque .

Jole

JUNE 27, WEDNESDAY

He says he loves me more than I love him.
I say things are about to change.
And I'm sorry it took so long :)
We've come a long way, baby.
Thanks for never giving up in spite of all my idiosyncrasies.

Jole

JUNE 24, saturday

Yum Cha with my evil twin

I'm having the time of my life.

But.

I guess I was waiting for an apology or explanations the least - which never will come... beause a good half year has passed and I'm still plagued with nightmares (on an almost daily basis) starring a particular someone whom I'd really rather erase and forget.

I wish people would stop telling me stories of what they know/hear happened last year with regards to that certain someone. Infidelities. Illicit affairs. Sex. Lies. Exploitations. I hate being the last to know and not being able to undo the emotional abuse. The first cut really is the deepest.

Jole

JUNE 16, saturday

I'll let the pictures (and few words) do the talking.

:)

My favourite boys and their *cough* gem *cough* at Baden's on a Wednesday night.

Pictures from my last evening in the pantry, Thursday.

Vodka, Barcadi, Baileys, silent library and karaoke.

Over at Don's for.. more alcohol and a whole lot of singing.

Aww, my last day as an intern and the colleagues whom I'll miss dearly :(

Dar, Nerf, SS, Mike, Aaron, Keane, Danny and SSL :)

Off to party at Zouk with my loves.

Jole

 

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