Archive for September, 2006

UWA Expo 2006

UWA Expo 2006

Recently, I went to the UWA 2006 expo. This is basically the open house of UWA. There were tons of families and young high school students swarming in, in a bid to find out the how-tos and whats-not of universtity life here. There were trams doing hourly rounds amidst the school grounds but most people opted to walk around, so as not to miss out the highlights of the day.

Oh yes, Adrian and Bernice went around giving out free UWA canvas bags and brochures.

And there was even some live jazzy band piping out motown tunes opposite the reid library. Although the accoustics weren’t really in their favor, it was quite a nice act altogether.

And of course, what’s an open house without the appeal of free food like popcorn and hotdogs, courtesy of the richest faculties in UWA (sciences and commerce respectively).

And interesting attention grabbers like the smoke ring maker and the bottle blower acts.

But all in all, i believe… as the seats outside winthrop hall declare:

Verily by Beauty it is that we come at Wisdom

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Fried Squid

Fried Squid
I was leafing through some newspapers today at Gloria Jeans, oxford Street when i chanced upon this recipe. Its much like those fried squidy tentacle things you get at HK dim sum cafes, or old Chang Kee Singapore, and something i enjoy tremendously. So Crisp and yummy.

I can’t wait to try this out!!

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Merleen comes to Perth

Merleen Comes to Perth
So yes, Merleen has arrived!!!

And i am one excited little bee, buzzing around thinking of where to go, what to do, and trying to make her stay as comfy as my little hive can allow.

We started off by taking a bus to Freo, enjoying the little sights perth has to offer…

There we looked at knick knacks and marvelled at all the oldish buildings around us.

Not to mention lunching at Subi’s yummy weekend markets Vietnamese Pho.

And i am ashamed to say, we could not resist a bout of KFC as global as that was.

Most people believe the highlight of her stay was actually our skydiving trip.

Or my meeting Mer’s other half, Bernard, after all, i am a Kaypoh good gurlfriend of Mer’s.

But i would say the best of the trip was being able to just hang out with her, and show her my extremely mundane lifestyle in ole Perth.

But all good things must come to an end and so Merleen left to go back to Sunny Singapore.

So goodbye for now. Hug the girlies for me and tell them i miss them loads.

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Belmont Flea Markets

Belmont Flea Market

In between sending Loy’s mother off to the airport and welcoming Merleen to Perth (within a span of 2 hrs), Loy and i hung out at the nearby Belmont shopping centre. Although sunday meant rest day for all shopping centres in the suburbs, Belmont was bustling with a different sort of activity altogether. Yes, the ang moh version of our pasar malams came in the form of the Belmont flea markets. I had loved the mini one in Broadway shopping centre near UWA but this one was HUGE. You haven’t seen flea markets till you’ve seen this one. There were really all sorts of things scattered around the place, and people scuttling from stall to stall for a look-see.

Mmmmm … flea markets are soooooo fun.

ps: i bought myself some top quality bollywood DVDs there.

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Mario Kart Races

Recently, As part of club olympics, UWA guilds had some of the whackiest activities/competitions known to mankind. Namely, that of a milk drinking contest and the Mario Kart Races.
The race carts took place as follows:

with lots of guilds dressed up in their “traditional” costumes …

and they were off!!

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Death of a Salesman

Death of a Salesman

Take a look at this picture …

So Yes. What a cute cub…

And if you haven’t already heard this by now. Steve Irwin is dead.
Now, don’t get me wrong, i’m no fan of the man but i can’t say i dislike him either.
All the same, the suddenness of his death did get me thinking about a few issues.

Now, i have to establish how things as as i’m writing this piece…
I’m in Australia, and hence, this piece of news, which i would otherwise have shrugged off in Singapore, is actually big news. The news came as i was watching Oprah (Trust me, not a fan, she’s just always on during lunchtime). In the midst of Oprah’s interviewing a man who abuses his wife (duh!), the show was interrupted by typical bouts of advertisments and my eating the cheese, mayo and roast chicken, turkish bread sandwich intermittently (yum). In that newsflash, i was just about to take a bite off my hot sammich when ole sexy voice herself came on screen and announced that Steve Irwin was dead after being stung by a stingray.

True to it being a newsflash, I couldn’t really believe what i heard, i mean, there might be other “steve irwins” around. And so, i took one look at my roomie, whose attention had been on his sammich too, until he heard the flash. So yes, being the IT savvy people that we are (hurhur), we googled it just to make sure. Well, lo and behold, there’s been two news bulletins on him.

News results for steve irwinView today’s top stories
Crocodile Hunter Steve Irwin Killed by Stingray (Update1)Bloomberg – 10 minutes ago
Crocodile man, Steve Irwin, diesThe Age – 34 minutes ago
Apparently, as “The Age” would have us believe, he died because he was making a documentary and somehow, got himself stung across the chest by a stingray. The film crew called in the medics but Irwin died before the team arrived.

Well, if we learn nothing from this, then at least be warned that a stingray tailash across the chest can be lethal.

But for me, my reaction to his death is almost the same as the time i heard of Princess Di’s death, via the radio, on board the free shuttle from IMM to Jurong East MRT station. Only this time, I’m just a little older and more interested in his-story rather than how he died. So boo to objective news bulletins and hello fictional Steve Irwin.

Hence, a series of questions popped into my mind.

Firstly, why did he put his life on the line?

Well, that’s easy enough to answer isn’t it? For the fame and money? I mean he’s not really good looking and he might do better hitting the big screens Crocodile Dundee style.

That was the cynical, old, jaded side of me talking. But the young, idealistic me wanted to believe otherwise. Hence, i reconstructed an answer i’d like to think he might make, through his quotable quotes.

So he says …

Crikey, mate. You’re far safer dealing with crocodiles and western diamondback rattlesnakes than the executives and the producers and all those sharks in the big MGM building.

Every cent we earn from Crocodile Hunter goes straight back into conservation. Every single cent.

But I put my life on the line to save animals.

I have no fear of losing my life – if I have to save a koala or a crocodile or a kangaroo or a snake, mate, I will save it.

From those, one might understand his passion for our lil furry counterparts are the driving force within him.

Secondly, what is to happen to his family?

Since I was a boy, from this house, I was out rescuing crocodiles and snakes. My mum and dad were very passionate about that and, I was lucky enough to go along.

See, I’ve always seen Jacques Cousteau as a hero, mate. He’s a legend – like my dad, just a legend. And so what he did for conservation in the ’60s through the ’70s was just phenomenal.

So i would think that his children would remember him as a father whose death has made him a “legend” in his own right.

Thirdly, what does his death signify to the audiences all over the world?

My belief is that what comes across on the television is a capture of my enthusiasm and my passion for wildlife.

When I talk to the camera, mate, it’s not like I’m talking to the camera, I’m talking to you because I want to whip you around and plunk you right there with me.

Similarly, his work is forever immortalized on television.

To sum things up, personally, I’d like to see Steve as someone who worked hard for his passion, he might not be the greatest crocodile hunter or documentary maker, but he wasn’t afraid to pursue his dreams. A cliche yes, but a noble cause nonetheless. And lastly, that like all passionate artists, you’re only really famous when you die.

I’m not a fan but i’m one person who’s definitely reading more about his work because of the news of his death. And i foresee the numerous television programs in honour of him that will sprout out and continue to give voice to work he begun.

So yes. Take a look at this picture again…

Sure the cub is cute… but what the photographer was really trying to center (literally and figuratively) on, was Steve’s passion for all things weird and wonderful, all creatures big and small.

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The little black dress


Marilyn Monroe once proclaimed that “the body is meant to be seen, not all covered up.”

And however much i want to agree with her … I CAN’T.

The reason being that my body is far from the perfect ones sprawled all over daytime television.

Now, don’t get me wrong, i may not be prototypically perfect, but like all middle-aged but relatively young women, i am not so young that i’m prone to embark on a series of changes, but nor am i too old to not bother about my appearance. But really, what i’m truly getting at is the need for clothes, and not just clothes in the human-beings-need-to-cover-themselves sense but rather, the right-clothes-can-maketh-me-beautiful sense.

So yes … like all young women, i prowl the streets of Orchard Road, rummage through racks of stacked fabrics and buy the latest beauty magazines, all in a bid … to find the perfect skin.

I know people often talk about being naturally beautiful and while i fully endorse that principle, i’d much prefer to undertake … what i would call … slight maintenance, in order to carry off that look-good-but-not-trying style (i said i’m trying, not that i’m really having any success with it).

So anyway, once in awhile, the gods throw goodies out to us undeserving beings on earth. And one of those things might well be the underrated “little black dress”. Of course, black used to be a colour of mourning, worn only by nuns, the governess or widows. That was of course, until … black became a fashionable colour. Thanks to the invention of black white television and the current Film Noir revival, the black dress is now perceived as an emblem of class, style, elegance and sophistication. In other words, black is timelessly classy and “you never can go wrong with a little black dress”. But of course, that little black dress has to come in a good cut, because not all of us can carry off Morticia Addams.

Once in a while, you get interesting black dresses by Chanel or Gucci … but now, good old Nike has crept up on us, when and where we least expect it, bringing on a lil black tennis dress inspired by Audrey Hepburn’s own style.

And the lucky girl who gets to wear that dress, is none other than the orgasmic-moaning tennis scarlet herself, Maria Sharapova. I swear, i never was jealous of the woman up till now. Yes, not even when all my my cute guy friends stared into the television, in a bid to catch a glimpse of her unders while she jumps, not even when she won all those big tennis matches, and i wasn’t even miffed when she got to cosy up to all those cute hollywood hearthrobs.

Yes … not up till NOW. Life is tres unfair. Sharapova gets to wear one of the sexiest dresses in the world. WHY OH WHY? Oh me oh my so poor my life??!!

I am too jealous for words so i’ll just let the pictures speak for themselves.

And you know what makes it sexier? No … not that she has that pretty black ribbon to complement her outfit, but the fact that a classy dress is transplanted into a freakin rough-muff tennis game!! Hellooooooo … since when did strenuous sport become classy??!! Hmph. Growl. Now Sharapova is going to become the “Audrey Hepburn” of tennis and probably become a kitsch item in the next century. Oh life is so unfair…

By the way, these pictures do not do justice to the dress. But that’s because i can’t find any really good pictures off the net. You just have to take a look at the back of the dress or a video clip of her running around in it to see why i’m getting myself so huffed puffed over this. By the way, i caught a clip of her in it on the Australian news, which was featuring the dress and celebrating her winning match in the US open.

Still … I bet she only really won because of that dress.
Just see how smug she looks. hmph.

And fyi, there are black sequins all along the top of the dress. How can any dress get any more girlfriend than this??!! And there’s this pretty slit thingy at the back, held together by a thin string thingamajig.
So yes. I’m an awfully jealous girl right now, flouting all seven deadly sins.
And if you haven’t already figured out …


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