tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72948172520940211522012-02-05T12:33:17.369ZA Singaporean wandering in London.Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.comBlogger2281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-90889193691005226242008-08-17T03:32:00.004+01:002008-08-17T03:36:54.782+01:00

I had a hard time trying to log into my own blogger account, because the passwords and usernames that I attempted to key in just refused to match.And you know how systems usually have a "Forgot password" option? They should have a "Forgot username" button too. 'Cause I tend to forget my username more often than my password. My first-choice usernames always get rejected!It's a little like working

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-58702396159990630882008-07-08T21:58:00.000+01:002008-07-08T21:58:00.606+01:00

What's everyone looking at?.......Oh, train arrival timings.See all the disgruntled faces? That's what happens when you cancel train after train after train, when everyone just wants to get home.All pictures copyright 8 July 2008 by Little Mint. Please do not use without permission.

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-37574771629600482732008-07-07T15:08:00.000+01:002008-07-07T15:08:00.821+01:00

The boyfriend's brother is currently studying in New York, but is due to return soon.A conversation with the boyfriend on the subject went like that:The Boyfriend: my mom is helping to spring clean my bro's rm for him b4 he comes backLittle Mint: so are you excited about your bro coming back?TBF: sigh, when he comes back, still need to clear out the room. all my files r there. my mom alrdy ask me

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-55605104313018885152008-07-06T21:27:00.000+01:002008-07-06T21:27:00.790+01:00

As I was on my way home today, I marvelled at how in the past year, I've transformed from that lost visitor-tourist-foreigner perpetually asking for directions, to the cool suave local who is now often stopped for directions, and confidently points the poor lost souls in the right direction!

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-14859868036511850632008-07-05T15:00:00.001+01:002008-07-06T10:48:43.995+01:00

Pink or none?None, of course, what would a guy do with pink bedsheets except attempt to dye them with dark-coloured clothes in the washing machine? :D

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-21023522555207639512008-07-04T21:32:00.000+01:002008-07-04T21:32:00.518+01:00

More Happy Nights :)2 Faces of my girlfriend is absolutely brilliant! I'm not giving anything away, because it won't be fun anymore. The story is mind-blowing!! Thumbs thumbs up.Windstruck is pretty tragic, not exactly the stress-relieving brainless movie I was hoping for, but a bittersweet one for a quiet Sunday. Thumbs up.Virgin Snow's plot is nothing brilliant - predictable and

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-76289462188699604222008-07-03T16:13:00.001+01:002008-07-03T16:13:00.528+01:00

Part I19 March! Yay! It was her birthday today.She was so very happy. In her typical excitement about her annual birthday celebrations, she had gotten out of bed up bright and early, intending to go over to the boyfriend's to give him a surprise!Continue reading here.

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-90114149104544373322008-07-02T14:54:00.002+01:002008-07-02T16:07:07.827+01:00

Because I'm such a law-abiding Singaporean, I have been obediently following "Way Out" signs at the train station every single day, en route to work.The "Way Out" signs lead me up up two flights of stairs, across a bridge, and then down two flights of stairs, through a long corridor, and then to the gates.Credits: iStock Photo After 9 days of following this route, it suddenly ocurred to me, why

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-17352061965885014902008-07-01T17:13:00.001+01:002008-07-01T17:13:01.114+01:00

Today is the 1st of July.It wouldn't normally be so scary, except that this 1st of July marks the countdown to me losing my London life. :(

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-4460606716156919842008-06-30T15:06:00.000+01:002008-06-30T15:06:00.488+01:00

The boyfriend's dad paid a visit to the doctor recently; it ended with the doctor prescribing him some pills.He stood up and was about to leave, when he noticed his sunglasses sitting on the table.As he reached over to pick them up, he suddenly thought, hang on, I didn't drive, so how did my sunglasses end up there?He turned to the doctor and asked, "Are these yours?""No," the doctor replied. "

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-60040552904340750562008-06-29T21:28:00.002+01:002008-06-29T21:28:00.680+01:00

Another movie list continuing from here, after the bad fall on the knee :(One fine day: Boring, typical romantic comedy. Single mum meets single dad, hates each others guts, but eventually discover that they really do love each other. Oh they do.The Chamber: As with The Client, stuff like that's always better in book-form. Read John Grisham!!The Story of Us: Not the typical romantic movie.

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-53057942424986075622008-06-28T15:45:00.000+01:002008-06-28T15:46:34.925+01:00

Because my brother will be coming over to London at the end of the year to begin his studies here, I've been putting aside stuff that will be useful to him when he arrives (also so i don't bust my 30kg baggage allowance). One of the things on my list include bedsheets. The problem is, I only have 2 sets of bedsheets, and they're both pink. So I sent a message to my brother asking, "Would you

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-18571250499010240142008-06-27T18:25:00.000+01:002008-06-27T18:25:01.668+01:00

This is what keeps me awake every night; taken from my bedroom window.Why don't they have the Singapore-type laws where all noise pollution must stop after 11pm (or is it midnight)?? There are still some things I miss about Singapore after all.All pictures copyright 27 June 2008 by Little Mint. Please do not use without permission.

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-55002691421509900422008-06-26T13:28:00.001+01:002008-06-26T13:37:40.212+01:00

- Remembering to check the weather forecast before planning any day outs.- Not trusting the weather forecast and bringing an umbrella anyway.- Filtering all water or risk dying a chalky death.- That it is rude to take off one's shoes in someone's house.- Checking train timetables to avoid spending hours waiting at the train station.- Checking the Transport for London website to see which tube

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-44921509306492332702008-06-25T20:13:00.000+01:002008-06-25T20:13:00.682+01:00

Isn't it interesting how in Singapore we have "Yesterday", "Today", and "Tomorrow"? Seems like Singapore really wants to be the Past, the Present, and the Future huh.

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-90755775216962831682008-06-24T11:08:00.001+01:002008-06-24T11:08:00.143+01:00

Finally!I've been saying for the longest time ever that office "relationships" are the main cause of affairs; people seem to slip into emotional entanglements with their colleagues subconsciously, don't you think?Why does no one agree with me :(:(:(**"The biggest cause of infidelity is being away from home for work: we spend longer at work than anywhere else and it becomes a fertile ground for

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-32777505558009613732008-06-23T10:58:00.004+01:002008-06-23T11:11:50.957+01:00

As I was doing the markets report this morning, an elderly but distinguished-looking man approached me and asked, somewhat mild-manneredly, “Good morning, are you Little Mint?”(I have, by now, a million names in London, since no one can ever figure out what my “first name” is.)The guy proceeded to introduce himself as the company’s “physiotherapist and ergonomist”. (I didn’t even know the word “

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-17942355392181846562008-06-22T14:48:00.004+01:002008-06-22T14:52:53.452+01:00

A typical working day for a Brit contractor:10 am - Start work11 am - Coffee break12 pm - Return to work1 pm - Lunch2 pm - Return to work3 pm - Coffee break4 pm - Return to work5 pm - Knock offIs it any surprise then that the "tube improvement works" have been going on for the past couple of years, and will not be completed any time in the near future?This is annoying because half the lines are

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-89771636768582131662008-06-21T09:18:00.003+01:002008-06-21T17:22:50.279+01:00

This is what my mum said when I received my DHL delivery (consisting of what my parents thought were "essential" for my stay here) from Singapore.**Mum: I bought a pink rice cooker for you!! Isn't it cute?Little Mint: Uhh... pink?!M: Yup! It's so cute right!!!**LM: By the way mum, why did you buy such a small water kettle for me? (1.375l) How to boil water, like that?? It will take me many trips

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-74872774022197376682008-06-20T10:04:00.003+01:002008-06-20T20:43:45.699+01:00

The thing I like most about working is retreating to my quiet little bubble every evening, settling in to laugh over silly Korean romantic comedies. It gives me something to look forward to every day.Thus far, I've watched 200 Pounds Beauty, My Little Bride, My Sassy Girl, Seducing Mr Perfect, My Tutor Friend, My Tutor Friend 2 (which I thought was a sequel, but turns out, it's a re-make of My

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-22294027508058053782008-06-19T21:58:00.000+01:002008-06-19T22:00:41.886+01:00

I've been put to pretty good use at the paper.On my first day of work, I spent half the day in training and settling in, and in the afternoon, was brought to meet my boss, who is editor of the Markets section of the paper.He then promptly informed me that from tomorrow - i.e. my second day - onwards, I'd be writing the daily Asian markets report. Woohoo.While we're on the topic, this is how

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-75944533943937328412008-06-18T14:33:00.001+01:002008-06-18T14:33:01.000+01:00

A typical mummy-type MSN conversation.**Mum: Hello, mum here.Little Mint: Hi Mum.M: Do you still apply your sunblock?LM: Uhh... yar. When I go out.M: Do you know sunblock is very important? Did you see the email Dad sent you?(My dad earlier sent me an email with a link to an article about the relation between sun & wrinkles.)LM: Yes.LM: Ok I will try to remember to apply it when I go out.M: When

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-11098672054172669232008-06-17T15:33:00.002+01:002008-06-17T15:47:52.973+01:00

After several days as a "left-handed" laptop user, I've realised how un-left-hander-friendly my laptop is.Firstly, the USB slots (for my USB mouse) are on the right-side of my laptop (2 located there), and at the back right corner (another 2).This means the wire of my mouse is pretty stretched by the time I've dragged it all the way to the left of the laptop, making it pretty difficult to move

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-37347696471748497222008-06-16T08:02:00.001+01:002008-06-20T12:41:00.658+01:00

I begin my month-long internship at a financial newspaper today. I've been assigned to the Markets desk. It should be pretty exciting. :)

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-12793344221916620612008-06-15T18:32:00.000+01:002008-06-15T18:32:01.071+01:00

I must have not been very clear when I told my housemates to get ready for a sumptious dinner tonight as I was gonna attempt to cook "Singaporean chicken rice", because, apparently, they all had the idea that it was just gonna be a dinner with "chicken-flavoured rice".And in preparation, had bought an assortment of veges and steak to "go with the rice". Brilliant!We now have truckloads of meat

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-80671964248137215232008-06-14T11:52:00.000+01:002008-06-13T12:00:08.672+01:00

Today marks the demise of my very last packet of Myojo Ramen Char Mee. :(You'll be sorely missed. Credits: Myojo Singapore

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-87295459657248351572008-06-13T09:37:00.001+01:002008-06-14T15:07:07.600+01:00

I've spent the past 3 days in my school's computer room, in front of 1 laptop and 1 Macintosh computer, clicking away from 10am to 9pm non-stop, leaving my seat only to pee, and to get more water.All because the deadline for the magazine was 2pm, today. And everyone just loves the adrenaline rush associated with last-minute work, don't we? 10 whole weeks to work on it, but no, we just have to do

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-85552008781458338132008-06-12T13:17:00.000+01:002008-06-12T13:17:01.085+01:00

Some of the things I have learnt in the past year include:- How chips are crisps and fries are chips.- Learning to call the MRT the "Underground", the "Tube", or the "Overground".- How handphones are not cellulars, nor cells, but "mobile phones".- Learning to call ATMs "cashpoints".- How a pram is not a stroller, but a "buggy", or a "pushchair".- Getting used to calling the EZ Link card an "

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-39495230771479562902008-06-11T10:43:00.003+01:002008-06-22T12:07:54.426+01:00

It's my third movie list! And still counting! All DVDs are kindly loaned by my brilliant American housemate!Envy - Blargh, don't bother; nothing to envy.Leave her to Heaven - The slow start disguises a very deep, intense, brilliantly played out storyline.Crisscross - Bland, though Goldie Hawn is pretty hot.Empire Falls - I could barely sit through 15 minutes of this, altho my friend claims it is

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-9300226403530801382008-06-10T18:36:00.002+01:002008-06-10T18:37:17.710+01:00

I've just spent an insanely long time manually cutting and pasting archived entries from my old blog onto this. Sigh.

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-22888170640131323572008-06-10T09:07:00.000+01:002008-06-10T09:07:01.694+01:00

I would have been in Cambridge today, except that the girl I was supposed to go with cancelled at the last minute :(Very disappointing, because I was so, so looking forward to it :( Sigh. Just about 2 months left before the sunny island beckons.

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-73335070808220609222008-06-09T13:38:00.000+01:002008-06-09T13:38:01.304+01:00

Kiasu is the only restaurant (that I know of) in London that serves Singaporean food. It is so Singaporean that all four walls are scribbled with "Kia" words. Like "Kia Lau Peh", "Kiasi"... you can imagine what a beautiful time I had explaining what all these words meant. It didn't help very much that right beside the words were "English translations". i.e. "Scared of father", "Scared of death".I

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-69968295450371033772008-06-08T10:35:00.000+01:002008-06-08T23:01:20.536+01:00

Winchester was once a capital of some ancient kingdom.It is now a very charming historic old town; quaint, mediaval, tranquil. It has cobbled streets, houses with nice white picket fences, lovely gardens, castle ruins; perfect to spend a day in.We saw what remains of the Wolvesey Castle, which had a warning sign prominently placed at the entrance gates "Please take care. Ancient monuments can be

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-73112346874327657672008-06-06T22:51:00.001+01:002008-06-08T23:02:08.843+01:00

Because I distinctively feel that my time in London is running up, I've been trying to cram as much as I can in the last few weeks; which explains the trip to Southampton - something that I've been wanting to do since I first arrived.No excuse really, because Southampton is just a 2-hour train ride from London, is one of the UK's busiest and most important port, houses the beautiful Southampton

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-21319012659960733392008-06-06T20:10:00.000+01:002008-06-08T23:02:40.271+01:00

Tell me, exactly which line in this article shows you that the "Bring Your Own Bag day campaign" got a "positive response"??!In fact, they are so kind as to remind you in the fourth paragraph that "studies show that only 1 in 5 actually bring their own bags while grocery shopping. Inconvenience or forgetfulness are the main reasons cited."Sweet.I don't even see how they dare call themselves a "

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-62275661913669322012008-06-01T13:47:00.000+01:002008-06-08T23:00:19.890+01:00

My first Mcdonald's in London, and a Happy Meal at that!At only £1.99, with a toy (stickers + album) thrown in, it's definitely a good deal :)And I got a fruit shoot! A yummylicious apple+blackcurrent juice drink, 4 nuggets, small fries... Yum.The sauces tasted strange though. The BBQ sauce tasted more ketchup than BBQ (in the way only the British like it), and the curry sauce is actually called

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-21566802658323560022008-05-27T13:48:00.001+01:002008-06-08T22:59:54.022+01:00

I opened my door this morning to be greeted by The Financial Times, Asia edition, delivered neatly right to my front door. It even had "Air Mail" printed on it.Wow. Since when did I subscribe?Then I realised, it was sent by my future employer, for whom I'm returning for in August to slog my heart out. And I "realised", because there was a 2-page full-colour insert advertising for my future

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-73707736805845379872008-05-26T09:42:00.000+01:002008-06-08T22:59:16.517+01:00

Yes, this entry is exactly 2 months late.My birthday this year was a quiet affair. (I promise it won't be next year, when I turn a quarter of a century years old.)The family had dinner together at Carousel at Royal Plaza On Scotts, because I wanted to try it, conveniently forgetting that I had just eaten there on the company's account some months ago.I definitely remembered the moment I stepped

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-76024249562239559172008-05-25T10:30:00.002+01:002008-06-13T12:07:26.351+01:00

Stuck at home... so more movies :)The WitchesDeep ImpactI love TroubleThe Prize Winner of Defiance, OhioA Few Good MenThe ClientIt's a mad, mad, mad, mad WorldThe only Must Watch: A Few Good Men :)

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-91029921191065863012008-05-22T12:11:00.000+01:002008-06-08T22:58:04.265+01:00

I watched a Russian choir concert on Monday, a piano trio concert today, and am going to watch the school's wind band this Friday. All for free :) Final-year presentations by the school's music students. And they are of stage-performance standards!They reminded me of the university days, when the college would send weekly reminders for the lunchtime concerts they held every Wednesday.The reason

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-82104800008433276672008-05-21T18:46:00.002+01:002008-06-13T12:08:43.438+01:00

So I now have a bad knee, after climbing up the Jungfraujoch. Well ok, we didn't climb; we took the train up. But still...We were in the Ice Palace, essentially, a palace, ok cave, room, space, whatever, carved out of ice. Everything's carved out of ice, including the floor.So I was happily prancing down the steps, eager to enter the place, not noticing that the rubber mats (and thus friction)

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-57578856735956750602008-05-20T09:12:00.000+01:002008-06-08T22:56:43.160+01:00

Because of my bad knee after a fall (which I shall write about another time), I'm now stuck at home, for the next 6 weeks or so, under Doctor's orders.Which pretty much sucks because Summer's here. And I want to go for those picnics! And BBQs! And...Oh well. Enough whining.On the bright side, my very-kind-housemate has lent me his stack of DVDs, and thus far, I've conquered:- The Terminal (Loved

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-42363735917712732142008-05-19T11:38:00.000+01:002008-06-08T22:53:19.467+01:00

(Oops I forgot to put on my dress!)Mr Turtle Wax, is this hot babe "hot" enough to attract your eyeballs to my blog? ;) (She's not dressed too!)On a different note, anyone knows where I can buy Little Miss T shirts? I want one!Credits: Unknown

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-52506450574938707792008-05-19T10:53:00.000+01:002008-06-08T22:52:44.966+01:00

You know, one of the things I actually miss about living somewhere warm, is being able to step out of (and into) the shower without freezing anything off.

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-87065758026789277652008-05-19T00:49:00.000+01:002008-06-08T22:50:14.448+01:00

You know, it really is quite difficult to shower with one hand. I learnt that after successfully chopping up cutting my finger (yes, with the sharp side of the knife) while attempting to chop onions.

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-56532720546920800742008-05-18T12:52:00.000+01:002008-06-08T23:05:30.282+01:00

How to Play1. Put your music player on shuffle.2. Press forward for each question.3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense. No cheating.4. With the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.5. Tag 5 people.How are you feeling today?玻璃鞋As fragile as glass; broken.Yes, my knee's injured.Will you get far in life?Michael Buble - The

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Don't worry, I haven't forgotten my food promises.Ghim Moh always reminds me of school. Because that's where my Junior College is was. The campus has now been taken over by the very nerdy Dunman High kids. But oh well. It was nothing much to rave about anyway. We only had chalk boards and overhead projectors there; though it had this rustic charm to it, nestled away in the heartlands.So one of

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Disney is just brilliant.I created my own Fairy!You can change its her hair, eyes, clothes, colours, wings... even the angle of her arms and legs! Amazing! All pictures copyright 17 May 2008 by Little Mint. Please do not use without permission.

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Sometimes I see you. Fleeting. But it's you.I know, because you always appear in blue. Shades of blue.Denim. Navy. Turquoise. Baby blue. Cobalt blue. Indigo. Sapphire. Persian blue. Marine. Azure. Iris. Pale blue. But always blue.Sometimes, you appear in the day. Sometimes at night. But it's you.I know, because you're always blue.Swirling. Twisting. Twirling. Weaving. Whirling. Swimming.

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I think I spoke too soon, because it's 10°C today, and everyone's back in their dark, solemn coats.

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The weather's been strange, really, because we've zoomed right past rainy spring into sunshine-y summer.So it was literally snowing one minute, and then hot the next.The strangest thing was seeing everyone all bundled up in dark, solemn coats one day... And the next, parading around in shorts and spaghetti tops.In fact, the boyfriend tells me, if you go to Hyde Park these days, you're likely to

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He unclasped the watch. Plucked it off his wrist; wearily.It's not mine, really. It was never meant to be.He tossed it across; his brother caught it, neatly. As he had always done. Catching.You knew you could have it, but you never treasured it.His brother uncurled his fingers, revealing the black leather, the shiny watch face glinting in the sun, taunting.You've always gotten what you want,

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Rudesheim, is this "romantic holiday town located in the heart of the Rhine River area".It was indeed so "holiday" and so "romantic" that they had zillions of touristy authentic German restaurants serving you, what else, but Schweinefleischknöchel (pork knuckles) and Apfelwein (apple wine).Rudesheim, is also the first place I've visited where people drink honey with warm milk.I had to down this

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A couple of weeks ago, I watched Lord of The Rings; the musical, not the movie.The stage was decorated with branches look-a-like, creating a forest-y effect.Even cooler though, were the box seats that were covered with branches too.But the coolest part had to be when the lights were flicked off, and Orcs came charging out into the audience in the darkness, scaring people by suddenly shovelling up

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Sex and the City premieres in London, and I'm going to be the watching it on the second day of its release! (At the cost of £14.20, or S$ 37.30, making it the most expensive movie I've ever watched!)

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I've found out that the British BBQ is... different from what we're used to.I was really craving BBQ chicken wings, so I was looking forward to the BBQ I was having with my local friends on Saturday.The first strangeness occurred when the invite said "3pm onwards". I was expecting it to be in the evening, before evolving into a drinking session of sorts.(When I later said BBQs in Singapore

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Besides the fact that they charge €0.50 for using toilets in this strange half-modern, half-mediaval place, Frankfurt also does weird bratwurst-look-alike-breads, like these.They also do strange hotdog breads (Bratwurst und brot).Strange because the bun is so small (hard & crusty) that the sausage ends up being bent into two, and stuffed in between.To add to their strangeness, they have some

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In Singapore, we are perpetually trying to evade the sun. Umbrellas, covered walkways, underground malls, cafes; whatever. When the sun comes out, everyone hides.In London, when the sun comes out, everyone gets out. Which explains why I had a class discussion in an open field, for the first time, ever, yesterday. The weather's too nice to be indoors, said classmates.So out we trooped to bake in

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It has been my lifetime ambition to play Liszt.My piano teacher always turned me down by saying my "hands were too small".I suppose it was a kinder way of saying "you're just not good enough". :([youtube=http://youtube.com/watch?v=KyzzAV9GhHQ&feature=related](View a better recording here.)People say Cziffra was a show-off; well at least he's damn good at show-offing. There're not that many people

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A sure sign that spring has arrived is being able to splash cold water on my face every morning.(22 °C!! I'm sweltering. Blargh.)

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-3061638387359076172008-05-06T12:40:00.000+01:002008-06-09T18:04:01.750+01:00

This kid is pretty unbelievable, you hafta watch it![youtube=http://youtube.com/watch?v=F9ijwfRTv0o]Now watch the professional here![youtube=http://youtube.com/watch?v=nZG90IhvGZk](Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart's notoriously impossible "Queen of the Night" aria from his work, The Magic Flute.)

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-53683901446716164282008-05-05T18:55:00.000+01:002008-06-09T18:03:32.571+01:00

One of the weird things I do, is not eating rice, except Chicken Rice.My aunty tells me, when I was a kid, and living with her, she'd ask me what I'd want for lunch today, and every single day, without fail, it'd be "chicken rice" - always the same combination: steamed, chicken drumstrick, extra cucumber, less rice, more chilli.Which probably explains why I've been following Evertop Chicken Rice

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had breakfast on a Parisian sidewalk ,sipping hot chocolate with chantilly.Saw some really cute trees everywhere (in the garden at Invalides),and wandered through a huge, pretty garden at Versailles.Admired the plush Versailles palace,and enjoyed the warm sunshine in the Versailles park.Saw Eiffel Tower,against the darkening sky. Visited the breathtakingly beautiful Sacre Couer,and watched

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In Zurich...Imissed a flight for the first time ever, (Actually, it was in London. From London Heathrow to Zurich. A replacement flight cost me £120 and 7 hours.)was intrigued by this railway track going through an apartment.learnt how to navigate the Swiss railway system. (No mean feat, I assure you.) In Lucerne, I...saw a lake with water so clear you could see pebbles beneath, put on at least

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It's funny how the judges' faces change when they discover this fat, sorry-looking guy can actually do some really pretty notesAnd this 6-year-old kid is... all I want my daughter to be.[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QWNoiVrJDsE](Connie Talbot)[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hkcE6Vy-e6c]How does a 6-year-old sing

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In Switzerland, I ate traditional Swiss fondue for the first time.In Paris, I ate escargots with garlic butter and herbs for the first time.In Switzerland, I tried a local drink called Rivella, made from "milk serum" + sugar .In Paris, I tried omelette with potatoes.In Switzerland, I slammed into ice, injuring my elbow and kneecap badly.In Paris, I lost my lip balm to the toilet bowl.In

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I was waiting for you.Waiting. In a space.I waited.Patiently.Waiting. I knew you would come.But you didn't.I waited. The black space came at me.Curling around the edges. Swirling.Closer. Tightening. Gripping. Swallowing.I waited for the leaking tear drops. The sinking heart. The taste of disappointment.But they never came.Because he did.

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On my birthday, the boyfriend called at 12 noon.Good morning darling, shall I come pick you up for breakfast?Breakfast. At 12. Right.By the time we actually reached our brunch destination, it was well past 1. But I assure you, it was not our empty stomachs that made the meal soooo good.I'd been to Breakthrough Café several times before, when I was working, since it was just across the road from

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Where've you been?Busy.Haven't seen you around lately.You haven't been around.So what you've been up to?Life.How's work?Alright.How are things?Ok.Your life's summed up in monosyllabus?Yes.

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Then there was Morton's, The Steakhouse at Mandarin Oriental.This was memorable for two reasons.1) It was my birthday.2) I was so sick I took Panadol. (This sentence only makes sense if you know me, and my adversion to Paracetamol.)Oh, this could probably be the most expensive meal that I've ever had without "adults". The bill came up to about S$ 350 (I think, because once again, I didn't foot

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I had this long list of food-to-eat for when I was in Singapore, but there are only so many meals you can eat in 15 days right?Still, I think I did manage to stuff myself with quite a lot of food when I was back... I'll highlight them in individual entries in days to come! :)**The first in line, is of course, the most memorable.1827Memorable, for two reasons.1) It was the first official meeting

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It's time to update All About Me, so here's All About Me II.Learning to like sour food (slow, but on the way). Still likes white. Still wandering in London. Newfound love for travelling. Trying to eat less junk (no more chips for breakfast). Improving on Chinese. Still loves words (most days). Growing more competitive each day. Will be returning to that tiny island Singapore soon. Struggling to

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Schni Schna Schnappi ... Schnappi Schnappi Schnapp[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z4qAFuk651c]Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil.Komm aus Ägypten, das liegt direkt am Nil.Zuerst das ich in einem Ei,dann schni-,schna-,schnappte ich mich frei[ Refrain ]Schni Schna SchnappiSchnappi Schnappi SchnappSchni Schna SchnappiSchnappi Schnappi SchnappIch bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil,hab

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Some time ago, I wrote about this Amazing Traffic Light.aNow I pass by it every lunch time.I'm glad to report, all road users seem to be able to read its coloured lights very well! I've not witnessed any traffic incidents thus far...Copyright 12 April 2008 by Little Mint. Please do not use without permission.

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After the boyfriend's S$ 285 meal, I was very apprehensive when said person asked me to "guess how much dinner cost this Saturday".He'd earlier told me he was going to some hawker centre in Geylang to eat "zhi char" (just because Makansutra had recommended it), and gave me a brief version of what they'd ordered: Crab Beehoon, snails, prawns, stingray... hearing the extensive list of seafood they

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It was not my first time eating at Gold Mine, since the boyfriend and I had visited it when he was in London earlier this year. It would have been any other duck rice, except that the chef of Gold Mine used to be the head barbecue chef at the very-famous Four Seasons restuarant.Together with some ex-Four Seasons staff, he started up this small eatery selling Duck Rice (and other Chinese-y stuff

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I'm now doing an internship at a newspaper where the official working hours for reporters are 1030am to 6pm.And this is not just any random media organisation. It is one of the main English daily broadsheets in the UK.The best part is, the editors' daily morning news meeting happens only at 1030am, so no one really starts work till 11ish, after stories have been decided on and assigned during the

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Waking up to snow in London would have been fun... except that I left my winter gear in Singapore.

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I managed to go through all of 6 months by hiding crumpled clothes under layers of winter gear.Now that summer's approaching, I can't do that no more, so I've succumbed, and bought myself... An iron.For £4.99!!I'm having fun steaming through an entire wardrobe of clothes now...Credits: Unknown

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We were having morning lessons with the-professor-in-charge-of-the-course, aka, the most powerful professor (MPP).Fellow student The Blond (TB) rushed into class, late and breathless, having just landed in London from a weekend getaway.MPP, could I charge my phone just for an hour or two because I need to pick up a very important call at 11?(The class ended at 12.)MPP's pursed her lips. And for a

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The boyfriend has definitely outdone me this time.Last Saturday night, we were chatting on Skype when he reported casually mentioned that he had just had dinner at a Japanese restaurant, with the same 3 friends he has dinner with every Saturday.It was expensive! He said.How much? I asked.S$ 285.Would that be for one, or for four?One.**And who said I had expensive dining taste?

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First thing Monday morning, I walk into class, and one of my classmates very excitedly waves me over.Little Mint! My parents called me from Singapore yesterday!(They were on holiday in "exotic Asia".)Mmhmm?They said they saw TIGERS!! TIGERS!!Well... yeah. That'd probably be in The Zoo.

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We were discussing "online dating" in class the other day, because someone wanted to do a story on a new online dating system that reminded me of Friendster, except that it's specifically for finding the "love of your life": You'd post your profile, and then get people to write testimonials about you. It supposedly worked because you could always trust "a friend's friend", and then technically,

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When checking out my facebook account, a friend happened to mention,Eh, why are none of the administrators / officers of the Raffles Junior College Facebook group on the Singapore network?And it was true. There were 17 administrators, 3 officers*.4 on the MIT network, 3 on Stanford, 2 on Harvard, Duke & Cornell, 1 on UPenn, UChicago, UIllinois, Wisconsin, Cambridge, Michigan, Berkeley, Oxford.*

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I'm back from Frankfurt, which I'll remember forever as the place with €0.50 toilets.My first encounter with the €0.50 toilets was when I was waiting for my friend at the Hauptbahnhof (main train station).I needed to pee desperately, and spotted a Burger King from far. Aha! I thought. Fastfood! Toilets! Definitely a safe bet!So I wandered in, but was stopped by this person sitting at the entrance

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I don't know why I never thought about writing this before, but one of the things that struck me the first day I walked into school was that there was a cloak room!It's open from 9 am - 5 pm everyday (a sign posted on its shutters say), and two female attendants sit there, collecting and returning coats throughout the day (for free!).I wonder what they will be doing in summer...I guess I'll find

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I know my Maths is not very good, but I couldn't have gotten this wrong, could I?117 economy class seats = 36 business class seats? Isn't that a bit extreme!That means every business class seat is allocated 3.25 times more space than an economy class seat!**"Singapore Airlines said on Tuesday it will convert five Airbus aircraft into all-business class seating, for its non-stop Singapore-New York

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I saw this in many departmental stores in Frankfurt, and was tempted to put this on one of those "laughable English" website, but that would be just... mean, right?After all, it is a language.Copyright 3 March 2008 by Little Mint. Please do not use without permission.

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And once again... It's March, my favourite month of the year :)(Random note: A quick search has found that I type this same sentence every year! Apparently.)

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I've been tasked to write a column this week, and I chose a topic perfect for the 29th of February: The Leap Year Proposal.For 29th February is the one day that "tradition permits women to pop the question to men".So in celebration of "The Ladies' Privilege", check out The hilarious ways women asked men to marry them in a leap year.

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-8099300204385819882008-02-28T08:28:00.001Z2008-06-27T16:22:38.710+01:00

The room was awfully silent; stifling almost, with all the windows closed. Yet, she was oblivious to the stuffiness of the room, the dull whirring of the fan, the faded curtains. Her face was a mask; but her hands gave her away, clenched so tightly her knuckles were white.He was just an arm’s length away from her; physically. But his heart was so far; she barely knew where it was.Who’s she?A

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-41388789916653367732008-02-27T14:08:00.000Z2008-06-10T13:11:46.300+01:00

The boyfriend told me the other day, that he received this email on a Monday morning, from a colleague.**Subject: ArgggghhhhhhhhhhhMessage: I forgot I'm on leave today!!!!!!!!!

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-11687899114775971042008-02-27T09:21:00.001Z2008-06-13T12:16:30.092+01:00

No, it didn't :(Snow, that is.

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-62153600386272872172008-02-26T23:06:00.000Z2008-06-10T13:12:37.545+01:00

It should be illegal to have spoilt boilers during winter.It should also be illegal to be unable to provide adequate connection to the world.

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-22090228362446742912008-02-25T22:46:00.000Z2008-06-10T13:13:22.704+01:00

This is dedicated to all on a long-distance relationship; we all know how hard it is.Presenting...The Kiss PhoneThe KissPhone detects percussion speed, pressure, temperature, and sucking force of the lips. This means that you can kiss the artificial mouth on the kissphone, and it can reproduce exactly the same pressure etc. at the receiving end!So now, all you long-distance lovers, send a kiss

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-10693879294916238582008-02-24T22:50:00.000Z2008-06-10T13:13:53.682+01:00

Do you think it's extravagant watching a movie at the GV Gold Class theatre, I asked the boyfriend, already planning a movie date for when I return.Yes, came the swift reply.But it's only S$ 25, I said.So?I just spent £7.50 watching a movie. In a normal theatre!

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-24948324339422315492008-02-21T17:48:00.000Z2008-06-10T13:14:27.100+01:00

The Americans and locals in my class are often arguing over what's "right" English.Tyres; Tires. Pushchairs; Strollers. Wasting 'u's; Mis-using 'z's.**During a discussion on publishing and distributing our soon-to-be-printed magazines over coffee today..."We should give out free copies of our magazine in drug stores," said the American."Good idea!" The Brit enthused. "We should!... Yes! Display

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-80264924082165337442008-02-20T18:25:00.000Z2008-06-10T13:15:02.086+01:00

British Airways / BAA ("The World's leading airport company") has screwed up the handling of luggage at Heathrow Airport once again.It's absolutely apalling how they can just ban all travellors on long-haul flights from checking in any luggage. I'd be absolutely horrified if I was intending to return to Singapore, and I was refused any check-in luggage!**Chaos as BA bans suitcases at Terminal

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-87445135852915634482008-02-20T18:12:00.000Z2008-06-10T13:15:29.087+01:00

As a "classy, intelligent girl”, I could be earning £900 a week. That's about S$ 2700. For just two nights work! Tempting.**Selling sex to studyHandcuffs and condoms are replacing textbooks for a growing number of students who enter prostitution to pay for university.Twenty year old Catherine is getting ready for work. She finishes her immaculate makeup, slips on a Mango trench coat and double

Little Minthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12191474160565764882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294817252094021152.post-35259555675489384602008-02-20T10:10:00.000Z2008-06-10T13:15:50.947+01:00

I've watched these videos just about a million times, and still can't stop laughing."Not Lee Kuan Me, but Lee Kuan...."[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5wk51lfLfIQ][youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ch-z5s2JabY]I hope I don't get sued for libel. But then, I can claim innocent dissemination, can't I? Oh but maybe I can't, since I would have watched the video in order to put it up, or

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