People seraching the following keywords would be brought to my site:

pictures of naked MediaCorp actresses
Aventura Palace Spa Resort
Pissing boy of Belgium
feeling depressed
Primavera Photo
镜花缘
Chinese Blog Connecticut

Recently I've got some traffic from China searching for porn sites. I never guess my site would turn up that way along with other suggestive sites in China. The culpit phrase to be blamed? 咪咪爱(mi mi ai)---a partial segment of Chinese lyrics I taught my cockatiel Pretty sing every day--- which he now pronounces perfectly. The first two characters are transliteral translation of English word "Mommy". The third character in Chinese means Love. Hence the whole phrase simply means Mommy Loves. Silly innocent me, forgot mi mi is the Chinese counterpart of the word TITS in English. (smashing my forehead) Duh! No wonder those breast-crazed men are oggling my site.

朋友， 好久没联系了。 大家每天忙于生计，闲暇的时间真的不是很多。
朋友， 好久没听到你们的声音了。 虽然有电话有互联网， 但每天好象总是有作不
完的事，忙不完的活。 彼此间隔的距离还是好遥远。
朋友， 好久没有聚会了。大家能聚在一起的机会真的越来越少，见一次面真的好不
容易，匆匆忙忙吃过顿饭后， 又匆匆忙忙道别。熟悉的身影一会间就都融入茫茫人
群中， 无从分辨。
朋友， 真的好怀念以前大家在一起的时光。出去吃饭，满满一大台。
中间吵过闹过，甚至还绝交过，但雨过天晴后，大家依然还是亲密无间。
人家说， 人总是要长大，朋友不过如衣服--旧的不去，新的不来。
而我却说， 朋友如红酒， 愈久弥醇。
说我傻也好笨也罢，如果时间真的能倒转，朋友，我真的希望能重温那段日子，我，一定会不同。

Mike and I went to this Chinese seafood restaurent in Hamden to have dinner. This is my first time dining at the restaurant although I had heard of its a reputation of serving the most authentic Chinese food in town. Mike had been there so many times that he actually befriended the owner. We both had a great time and the food was just fantastic. The steamed mong chow(fish) was fresh and delicious. We had fish head soup. The Caucasian guy sitting next to us was like "Yuck! You eating THAT?" Yup! You don't know what you are missing,dude. I ate more than I should but hey, life is short. I refused to let stupic weight issue prevent me from having a good time. On our way to the parking lot, I was so happy I was grinning from ear to ear. Mike commented that I was very easy to please. It's the small thing that makes me happy.

I've always had great admiration for those fellow bloggers who work full time but still manage to churn out something witty/wacky/funny at the end of the day. Not only that, some of them also throw in some not-so-shabby design elements that make you wonder how they do that. To me, finding inspiration for blog posts requires a great deal of devotion and dedication in itself, not to mention the time and effort it takes to put everything together in a creative way. Thus, I oftentimes find it difficult to juggle between the rigors of working full time and making rounds in cyberspace.

From an unwitting computer moron who didn't know anything about RSS feed, nor anything about layers or masks, I am finally making baby steps towards embracing the ever-changing and often confusing blog jargon. It took me a while to grasp the true meaning of "picture speaks for a thousand words" in blogospere. But it's OK. Never before was I so interested in posing in front of the camera knowing it'd be for public display, or having an insaciable desire to learn every little function in the tool box in photoshop. But there are some types of picture I still shun away from. I am not comfortable taking pictures of the food I eat in a restaurant, especially in a classy one. I only do that unless I am absolutely sure that there is no one watching. Nor do I appreciate my friends making a documentary on me struggling with steak that could knock you off. Plus, I wouldn't make faces in front of a camera. Not only will it make you look ugly, but it will cause creases on your faces too.

Stay put and say C-H-E-E-S-E!

Auntie goes into my house and sees the pic hangin on the wall,exclaims:"Oh! So pretty la. Don't look like you ar." Woo. Thank you auntie for the boost on my confidence lah like I so need it right now.

I was in a really bad mood both yesterday and today and felt like punching someone in the face. Thing aren't really going well for me recently. I had little enthusiasm and everything came hard on me. People (mostly my friends)said I demanded too much from life and expected everything to be perfect. If everything was perfect, then there would be no roorm to grow or develop. But it's a lot easier said than done. My friend Mike sent me a story through email hoping it'd give me some insight into life in times of distress. How sweet of him. Thank you Mike. Here is the story and I hope you can derive something from that too:



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BUTTERFLY
A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared. He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could, and it could go no further.

So the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shrivelled wings.

The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.

Neither happened!

In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shrivelled wings. It never was able to fly.

What the man, in his kindness and haste, did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God's way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.

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P.S. Re. the pic on the wall, don't get me wrong. I am not that narcissistic. It was a birthday gift from my ex.

Just look at my messy cube. What am I gonna do with all the junk I've accumulated over these eight months since I was hired. Does it look like a woman's desk? Ack!I am a real hoarder! Look at all the tea tins on my desk. They are empty and they are collecting dust.

Photoshop CS is here. *grins* I didn't buy it, I download for free from download.com. I just wanted to try out first before I dole out the money to buy. $599 to be exact--a hefty sum to pay for someone who is not a graphic designer and who doesn't have a whole lot of time to learn every feature it has to offer. I really like it so far, I especially like the healing tool feature. It makes the task of erasing zits a breeze.

Don't have to go to work on Columbus day. Yay! I didn't do nothing during the whole long weekend. I ate, watched some TV and went to bed and then ate some more and went back to sleep again. Feeling nonproductive? Yes. But feeling depressed? Absolutely not. I think I started to like this kind of lifestyle. Can't life be just like that forever? I think I gained some weight. The MNG jacket I bought in Malaysia became a bit tight around my waist area. But I am not worried. Just need to hit the gym more. It's exactly what I am gonna do next. So ciao.

Pompster and I soon have to move as we learnt today. We are to be placed next to the office of the new accouting manager. How exciting it is to be sitting next to your boss. We were both very THRILLED. It is a part of the company-wise cost saving plan to reduce costs. They decided to move the whole operations department up to the second floor where accounting department is. Our current offices are kinda tucked away from the rest of the crowd. Unless I get into a loud fight with Pom, there is no way we can attract attention. Sayunala to the days when we can come in late and sneak away early without being noticed. Our new offices are going to be in the busy intersection betweeen the coffee room and the office of the controller. With a new boss in place and a new public office space, my working life is sure going to be INTERESTING again.