I am absolutely giddy with excitment with this discovery.
Let's say you are at amazon.com and you see a book that you like. You want to check to see if it is available at the National Library, so you have to open a new screen, type in the National Library webpage address, load up the catalogue, type in the title, etc. and wait for the results.
Did you know that you can shorten all of the above into a single step by installing NLB's bookmarklet? It is fantastic! Just click a single button and you will know if it is available at the Library, at which branch, and if it is on loan!
Install the bookmarklet from here.
See detailed step-by-step instructions here (thanks mel)
And read about other NLB tips and tricks here.
I'm going book-surfin' now!
Thursday, June 30, 2005
National Library Tips and Tricks
My dream
For the past two nights, I've woken myself up by shouting "Ring!" in the middle of the night.
No I wasn't dreaming about a telephone, or a wedding ring, or the one ring that rules them all. I was dreaming about...
Ringworms.
I had these red bumps shaped in an incomplete circle all over my arms and my legs. I remember trying to get someone to cut my skin to let the worms out. I was squeezing my inner right knee for that person to cut my skin, and that was when I cried, "Ring!", and woke myself up.
It is a strange dream -- one that has popped out of nowhere. Usually I can trace my dreams to real life -- like if I stepped on a worm in the day, or if I've had rashes recently, or mosquito bites, etc., but this time, absolutely nothing. When I woke up, I kept touching the spot on my inner knee to see if there were any residual bumps there. I was very relieved to feel smooth and cool skin.
I looked up a dream dictionary and it says this about dreaming about ringworms:
Interpretation:
Allowing others to get under your skin, allowing them to eat away at you
Running rings around yourself
Going round and round in circles, not making progress
Feeling inadequate or unclean
Hmmm. Very interesting...
Splish Splash went the shoe with the hole
Date | Place | Time (mins) | Distance (km) | km/h |
| Wednesday, June 29, 2005 | Barker | 19.4 | 3.5 | 10.8 |
It drizzled. I wore the top my sister sent me for my birthday. The top looks and feels like a swimming costume -- it has a built in shelf bra ("Dry motion control" it says on the tag) and is made of a sweat-wicking fabric. After the run, with the rain and the sweat, it did feel like I just stepped out of a pool.
Read More!Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Moses E. Herzog is a modern-day hero. As his life crumbles about him -- his wife leaves him for his best friend, he gives up a scholarly career -- he writes unsent letters to both the living and the dead, revealing his innermost thoughts. At the edge of sanity, Moses' words are startingly true, deep with thought and emotion. At the end of the book, Moses thinks:
Oh boy, oh boy!
I am listed! Lonely Runner (who ran 24 hours straight at East Coast to raise funds for tsunami victims) listed me last night!
It is such an honour to be listed among the REAL runners that I feel like I should be posting about my pace, my heartbeat, the route I took like madman, but that would just be too embarrassing. Seriously, all the runners in that blog are very zai (good). So I will stick to the literary side of running. These are the top three reasons why I run:
1. The sense of accomplishment
Running is one of the few things I can control in my life right now. I'm somewhat stuck in a corner in my job and relationships, and being able to set running goals and meet them gives me that extra motivation to cope with the rest of life.
2. To prevent osteoporosis
I am petite. I'm also Chinese and female, which means I have all the genes for osteoporosis later in life. Running (unlike swimming) is a weight-bearing exercise that helps build up my bone density. Bone mass peaks at age 30, at which point it starts to decrease, and so I'm trying to run as much as I can before I reach the big 3-0.
3. Oh, the places you will go!
And the things you will see! Nothing beats the light of the setting sun reflecting off the water at MacRitchie Reservoir. Or the feeling of your first 10km along the coast of East Australia. Or running in the rain at Bishan Park. Or weaving in between ancient Chinese gravestones at Bukit China, Malacca. Or nodding and smiling at people with large dogs. Or simply finding yourself again...
So what are your reasons?
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Why I am against the fare hike
This appeared in The Straits Times on 29 January 2005. It was a Special Report on the poor in Singapore.
Madam Rozario is a widow who lives alone. She gets $260 a month from a community development council. If you add up what she spends on rent, utilities, telephone and meals, it is still less than what she spends on transport.
The ground is black with mourning
Remember me raving about streetdirectory.com's jogging route calculator six months ago? Well, they have decided to make it a paid service only. You can input the points, but to see the final distance, you will have to pay something in the range of $0.53. Today's map is in black to mourn this loss. But we will survive, there is always string and paper. I calculated the distance this time by using string on the computer screen. Not perfect, but hey, my string cheaper than 50 cents okay?
Monday, June 27, 2005
Kopitiam*
There is a certain solidarity among the working class that comforts me this Monday morning when my colleague is no longer here. Today I stopped by Tekka market for breakfast and sat with the Indian men and Chinese men, all of us holding our cups of kopi and teh, staring into space. Two Indian men held a conversation in Tamil above my head and the only word I caught of their conversation was this – “kopi” – the league of the Monday Morning Sufferers, the disenchanted, disfranchised, overused – the kopi drinkers. Perhaps this is what the Irish coal miners feel at the end of the day, spending their wages for the day at the local pub while their family go hungry at home. I am much too sentimental for my good. I will cheer myself up with a post on the tale of the never-ending sari. Till later.
* kopitiam - coffeeshop; kopi - coffee; teh - tea
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Running in Singapore I: Where to find that elusive locker
I'll be posting information here that I've found relevant in my amateur running romps around Singapore. Today's topic is : Where to find that elusive locker.
Unless you drive, get driven around, or plan to run with cargo pants stuffed with your wallet/ mobile phone/ EZ-link card/ make-up/ towel etc., lockers are essential. Knowing where they are and how much they cost is also important to a happy running romp.
MacRitchie Reservoir
As far as I know, lockers are located in two places at MacRitchie: outside the toilets by the carpark and at the top of the hill where the snack shop is. The small lockers ($1) are large enough to squeeze two backpacks in. The lockers only accept $1 coins, so make sure you have a dollar coin in your wallet before setting out. The toilets by the carpark can get really gross though, so I would suggest changing into your gear and emptying your bladder before getting to MacRitchie. The toilets at the top of the hill are marginally better. There is a watercooler at the top of the hill -- it is located outside the toilets near the vending machine. There are no showers that I know of.
AMK Library
If you need a place to deposit your stuff before a jog in AMK, you will be able to find cheap lockers at the AMK library (20 cents for the small locker; 50 cents for large). The small lockers accept only 20 cent coins, the large ones 50 cent coins. AMK library has a clean and large handicapped toilet for you to change into your running gear. (Remember to change into running gear BEFORE putting stuff in the locker though; turning your hp to "silent" would be considerate too) And if you are lucky, you may get a locker numbered "42", which is of course the answer to life, the universe, everything.
[Lockers at AMK library are now key-less! It may help to commit the code number that unlocks your locker to memory just in case the paper it issues you disintegrates in your sweaty running shorts.]
Central Library
Lockers are free! Sweet! Just make sure you don't leave it overnight or you'll be slapped with a fine.
Public Swimming Pools
The lockers at public swimming pools costs 20 cents for a small one and 40 cents for a large one. It doesn't make sense to use these when you are out for a running romp because it costs $1 just to enter the pool on weekdays ($1.30 weekends). Unless you are swimming, that is.
California Fitness
Bring a small lock. Bring two small locks if you want to lock up your track shoes while you are in the shower. They have shoe-sized lockers at the bottom row. The upper lockers are shaped in a “P”; the bottom lockers are shaped in a “d”. To open the lockers on top, use the grooves at the bottom of the arch of the “P” rather than the bottom of the stem. California Fitness discourages the use of combination locks – I assume it is because combination locks are easily picked. Shower foam, conditioner, shampoo, hairdryer and towels are provided (What kind of seventh fitness heaven is this?). As an extra tip, there are no hooks for you to hang your stuff in the shower.
YCK Gym
Entry fee to the gym is $2.50 and the lockers take two 20 cents coins. The lockers in the restrooms are almost twice as large as the ones outside for the same price. There are shelves too if you have a trusting type of personality and don't want to use the lockers. The shower and the watercooler in the female restroom are excellent. One very important point: towels are compulsory in the gym. They threaten to kick you out of the gym if you don't have your towel at all times. I carried mine like an blue furry ID.
5:30pm
It was almost 5:30pm, time to get ready to go home. The sky was still bright outside her office; the possibilities for dinner and entertainment beckoned like glistening jewels -- which should I choose? Dinner and movie, the classic Singapore date? Badminton at the Community Centre?But it is always fully booked by twits who book three months in advance, this selfish act perpetuated by Resident Committee members who say, brazenly, that they have to allow it because the "RC is profit-making" -- "I ought to write in to forum one day to complain. Profit-making, my foot!
Her thoughts drifted away down a well-trod indignant path. Suddenly she had the terrifying thought -- what if I were to spend the next 60 years of my life griping about the system, flesh against brick, flesh against brick, until the flesh gives way? -- but that thought quickly drifted away.
She was meeting her boyfriend after work. She had a miserable day at work; she counted the minutes to lunch and to the time she could leave again. It was a relatively un-busy period for her department, having tied up a major, significant event successfully just last month. Her colleagues in other departments were jealous of her free time, but she could not understand why they were jealous. She would rather be busy anyday than to cope with the dark, embarrassing alleyways of her mind.
Right now, she had to shake off the old melabcholy so that she could at least be tolerable company later. She tried to think happy thoughts -- thoughts of her dog at home, of her best friend overseas, of brown paper packages tied up with string... But she reached a dead-end. She picked up her things, and walked out of the door. Another day; another forced smile; another day.
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Links
Electronic Frontier Foundation has published a legal guide for bloggers, including a FAQ on online defamation law.
MacDonald's in America has a secret menu? (via Daryl Sng)
Merrily we go around
Date | Place | Time (mins) | Distance (km) | Pace (km/h) |
| Friday, June 17 2005 | Barker | 43.8 | 7.2 | 9.9 |
This is the fastest time I've done the 7.2km Barker route to-date. The last time I did it in 45.6mins. Come July 27, I will have kept a whole year's record of runs. I love my running log! Watch this space for the final tally.
Also, S got the July issue of the Runner's Magazine from the library. July, my friend! It is like reading it fresh off the press. Gotta love the library in Singapore.
In this issue, they had 6 pictures of "rave runs" from the top 25 cities to run in America. San Francisco, New York, Colorado Springs, even Austin Texas for some reason. Beautiful pics, all of them. It all looks so... un-humid. *envy*
I want to send in a picture of someone running with the Esplanade in the backdrop.
Read More!Tuesday, June 21, 2005
What does your screen name say of you?
from lancerlord
What is the hidden meaning in your name?
This is what my real name means: Building, Planner, Manager, Solid, Stable, Security, Traditional, Practical, Hard work, Systematic, Cautious, Organization, Discipline, Thriftiness, Groundedness
And this is what "mis_nomer" means: Reevaluating, The inner life, Solitary, Loner, Mystical, Deep, Philosophical, Analytical, Intuitive, Perfectionist, Specialization, Skeptical, Privacy, Retreat, Sanctuary, Contemplation, Recuperation, Eccentricity
Interesting, isn't it? Perhaps it points to the gulf between what I feel I ought to be, and what I want to be?
Also, a snippet from shawn cuthill's life:
Lukas: Daddy, can we make a list of vegetables?
Daddy: OK, which ones.
Lukas: Tomatoes...carrots....
Daddy: What about apples?Lukas: No they are fruits :)
Daddy (proud of his son's ability to tell the difference between fruits & vegetables): Good Lukas, what's another vegetable?!?
Lukas: Chicken nuggets
Monday, June 20, 2005
This cup
Oh mystery!
That the love that cannot be contained
in a million far-flung galaxies,
Should be contained in this cup,
Held against my lips?
Oh mystery!
That when I drain this cup in greediness,
Sinning as I drink;
No sooner as it is empty,
It is filled again?
Oh mystery!
Sift me like flour;
Purge me anew,
Strengthen my knees,
‘Till I drink with you.
Cold Stethoscope
She is taking her exam now. I am so nervous that I can't keep my thoughts and emotions straight -- they run into each other, one moment a prayer, one moment a plea, one moment a whine, one moment forgetfulness. Like an anxious parent, but at the same time, so much so much more than that, I live through her experiences -- Mrs. Richards, may I please examine you? Take a deep breath and hold; can you repeat after me, "Ninety-nine"? -- she becomes me as I listen to my steps on the tile, cold stethoscope against a white belly, black, white; sanitised. -- Mrs. Richards, what is your address? Do you live alone? Is there a lift landing on your floor? -- Please God, grant her -- Is your family well? -- favour.
Read More!Colin's answers to the questions
because the guy is blog-less at the moment, because he is funnier in person...
1) My uncle once: cooked only tauyew-bak every single day, through my primary school years in the afternoon session.
2) Never in my life: will I climb a mountain – fear of heights...
3) When I was five: days were much longer and there was time to do nothing...
4) High school was: trying socially, especially with girls... afterall, I was from an all-boys school...
5) Fire is: a great slave but a poor master?
6) I once saw: a complete rainbow that stretched from one end of the horizon to another...
7) There’s this woman I know who: had 18 cats and loved every one of them...
8) Once, at a bar: I played chuadaidee with the owner...
9) By noon I’m usually: hungry... when’s lunch??
10) Last night: I built a new Magic deck for an upcoming tournament...
11) If I only had: more money than I could spend, more time than I needed, more friends than I could find time for right now... and more love to make it go around...
12) Next time I go to church: I must remember to be thankful for all my blessings...
13) The best thing about my last relationship was: being inspired to turn vegetarian for six months...
14) What worries me most: is nothing much really – I have come to realise that it’s pointless to worry...
15) When I turn my head left: there’s a row of pubs and eateries...
16) When I turn my head right: there’s a carpark...
17) You know I'm lying when: my heart beats harder...
18) What I miss most about the eighties: the music, the time in missionary school, and uni...
19) If I were a character written by Shakespeare, I’d be: Othello??
20) By this time next year: things will be even better than before...
21) I have a hard time understanding: chinese...
22) You know I like you if: I try overly hard to impress you...
23) If I won an award, the first person I’d thank would be: my fudder and mudder...
24) Darwin, Mozart, Slim Pickens & Geraldine Ferraro: would never win Survivor...
25) Take my advice, never: lend money unless you’re prepared to give it away...
26) My ideal breakfast is: roti pratha at Jalan Kayu at 6.30 in the morning when the breeze is still cool...
27) If you visit my hometown, I suggest you go to: the Night Safari, Little India, and Chinatown...
28) Why doesn't everyone: get along?!
29) If you spend the night at my house: bring a deck of Magic cards along...
30) I’d stop my wedding: if I could elope instead...
31) The world could do without: politicians, lawyers, and soldiers...
32) My favorite blonde is: now a brunette...
33) If I do anything well, it’s: because I’m a perfectionist...
34) And by the way: I am funnier in person...
35) The last time I was drunk, I: was still at uni...
Saturday, June 18, 2005
Father's Day
It is Father’s Day tomorrow. I would like to take dad and mum out for a meal at Jack’s Place ‘cos dad likes his steak and he rarely gets to eat any ‘cos mum doesn’t eat beef. We usually end up eating a lot of fish and vegetables (mum’s favourite) since dad is so easy-going and doesn’t really mind what he eats.
So we are going to Jack’s Place, but not tomorrow. Tomorrow they are serving some Father’s Day Steak for $26.90. If I go for lunch on a weekday, I can get the Steak Lunch Special for $9.40, which means I can feed my family of three for ten cents less than the price of a single steak tomorrow (mum will get the $8 grilled fish with assam sauce). Whoohoo. Now I just need to get some time off work.
Random Father’s Day question: How do you address your father?
Friday, June 17, 2005
Weight of the worl
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders today. Isn't it strange how the body responds to emotion? I had a friend who once decribed how she felt after a breakup as a literal pain in the heart. Sometimes, a hug is so real, so poignant, that it hurts.
Read More!I am morphing into an ah pek in a coffeeshop
I am finding my political bearings and it is resting squarely with the working class. I got riled up by a phrase I read in papers the other day. It said, this being front page news, that transport companies in Singapore have decided to hold off raising bus and train fares for senior citizens for now, and that this will "cost the company more than $2 million." What utter baloney! What does it cost the company except put a tiny dent in their unchecked rising profit? It was them that arbitrarily decided to increase bus and train fares in the first place!
Public transport was privatised in the nineties, but it still remains a monopolised market. Although there are two transport companies - they operate separate routes and therefore do not offer true competition. Let's say I live in Woodlands and need to go to Shenton Way. My only choice is to take the train from Woodlands to Raffles Place, right? I can't very well take the competing transport company's route from Sengkang to Outram Station! Even if I were to take a bus from Woodlands to Shenton Way instead, the bus is (surprise surprise) run by the same company that runs the train route from Woodlands to Raffles! (Ever been to Woodlands interchange? It is dominated by TIBS buses. I suspect TIBS and SBS have cut up the transport pie between themselves to decrease competition and increase profit.)
And my final gripe, before I lay this to rest, if I have to be bombarded by the unrelentless adverts from the Cable TV the whole of my bus trip to and from work, why can't they get their profits from the advertisers instead?
And so, Godspeed, and thanks for all the fish.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Did you know?
That red blood cells come in different shapes and sizes?The normal shape is biconcave, flattened ovate and depressed in the centre. It is depressed in the centre because red blood cells have no nucleus, which means that they only survive for about three months, after which they go to the spleen to be destroyed. The shape of the red blood cell is cool because it allows the red blood cell to fold and manouevre in the tiny capillaries.
If your red blood cells are not donut-shaped, you may run into problems. For example, your red blood cells may be spherical-shaped instead. This means that the red blood cells is easily broken up as it moves around the body, and this may lead to an enlarged spleen. This condition is known as spherocytosis.Sickle-shaped blood cells, because it cannot fold easily like normal-shaped blood cells, get stuck in small places easily, causing a loss of blood flow to the affected part. They can get stuck in your fingers, your toes, your penis, your organs, or anywhere there are small capillaries, causing pain and damage.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Questions
from canopy
1) My uncle once: ate only red cabbage and vegetables, even though my grandmother always left the chicken drumstick for him.
2)Never in my life: have I been slapped.
3) When I was five: I asked my parents everyday when I would graduate from kindergarten.
4) High school was: Pivotal
5) Fire is: mesmerising
6) I once saw: daffodils blooming in spring
7) There’s this woman I know who: who owns horses and taught me to ride one winter afternoon
8) Once, at a bar: I felt awkward, or should that be "Always, at a bar:"?
9) By noon I’m usually: just starting my real work
10) Last night: was sweet
11) If I only had: decided differently
12) Next time I go to church: Sunday
13) The best thing about my last relationship was: It was stable.
14) What worries me most: the future
15) When I turn my head left: portraits of 17 men; 13 dead, 4 alive.
16) When I turn my head right: rain-splattered window
17) You know I'm lying when: I look at the floor.
18) What I miss most about the eighties: Chicken wing in a plastic bag in my pocket.
19) If I were a character written by Shakespeare, I’d be: Hamlet.
20) By this time next year: new job? no more blogging?
21) I have a hard time understanding: inconsiderate people
22) You know I like you if: I would rather be with you than be by myself.
23) If I won an award, the first person I’d thank would be: spongebob squarepants, because he told Patrick that he could win an award too.
24) Darwin, Mozart, Slim Pickens & Geraldine Ferraro: are all dead?
25) Take my advice, never: Remove a mole by tying a string around it.
26) My ideal breakfast is: scrambled eggs, slightly wet, sausage, biscuit with a bit of gravy, bacon, and coffee.
37) If you visit my hometown, I suggest you go to: the zoo, and yes, the library too.
28) Why doesn't everyone: see things my way? ;)
29) If you spend the night at my house: you'll have to share the bed with me.
30) I’d stop my wedding: a million times even before it starts
31) The world could do without: mosquitoes
32) My favorite blonde is: stephanie hughes
33) If I do anything well, it’s: making that pop sound with the finger in the cheek.
44) And by the way: I am R2D2.
45) The last time I was drunk, I: N.A.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
If you shave off the topmost bits of my thoughts,
this is what you'll get.
I update this blog with personal trivia regularly. It doesn't matter that I don't have anything to say; I usually can find the words to fill up a post, even if the final product is meaningless.
Personal trivia #1
I went to work late today, like 11:30am late. It reminds me of how I used to skip school in JC. I remember once when I was already on the bus to school and I deliberately missed my bus stop, ending up at Bukit Gombak Bus Station. I found a MacDonald's there and sat there having breakfast and writing an overdue history essay. Overdue history essays were the bane of my JC life!
Personal trivia #2
My colleague-buddy whom I have lunch with every day is leaving to study in Australia. Very sad. The other day, the colleague-buddy got invited out for lunch by some other department at work so I had lunch alone. Another colleague-acquaintance saw me and said, "You alone today?" I didn't realise lunch partners were that conspicuous.
Personal trivia #3
Vitagen's L. Casei Shirota looks like a condom.
Monday, June 13, 2005
Philosophy for Monday
Don't fight it; just let it wash over you and go with the flow. It is afterall, Monday, and Mondays are best dealt with like this. Take Tuesday by the horns, circumvent Wednesday with your cunning, stump Thursday with your absence, conquer Friday with optimism, but on Monday, just go with it. As the good book says, this, too, will soon pass.
Read More!Word of the day
Quincunx: KWIN-kunks\ noun
an arrangement of five things in a square or rectangle with one at each corner and one in the middle.
The word comes from Latin, in which it literally means “five twelfths”, from quinque, five, plus uncia, a twelfth.
Learned Englishmen brought it into the language in the seventeenth century to refer to things arranged in this characteristic way. An early user was Sir Thomas Browne, in his Garden of Cyrus of 1658; this is a work of fantasy in which he traces the history of horticulture down to the time of the Persian King Cyrus. The king is credited with having been the first to plant trees in a quincunx, though Browne claimed to have discovered that it also appeared in the hanging gardens of Babylon. The diarist John Evelyn soon followed Sir Thomas’s lead—in his book on orcharding, Pomona, he suggested it was a convenient way to lay out apple or pear trees. At about the same period, quincunx began to be used in astrology to refer to an aspect of planets that are five signs of the zodiac apart (out of the twelve).
read more!
Friday, June 10, 2005
Moving the computer
I moved my computer so that now I sit facing the door. It is supposedly a better yin-yang position but I'm not into that kind of thing. I'm just tired of people walking up from behind me and looking at my computer screen as I work. They are able to look in because the top two panels of my partition are see-through. I'm liking this new arrangement. Will throw away more things by the end of the day. :)
Read More!Thursday, June 09, 2005
Bits & Pieces
Cowboy Caleb indulges in Calculator games and says there is no hope for the human race.
Daryl Sng posts the difference between -ize and -ise and gets called daddy by an unknown child.
Scrabbyfoo links to a wonderful new game, Guess-the-google.
Smudgi3 resists her bed to study and tells everyone the correct pronounciation of "Sakae".
And, Siren is actually back, but doesn't say very much.
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Too good to resist
2 slices 12-grain bonjour bread lightly buttered, 2 slices picnic ham, 1 slice cheese, half a tomato sliced thickly, 1 fistful shredded lettuce, half a cup tomato juice, and I eat my lunch at breakfast time.
Read More!Monday, June 06, 2005
Catch Me If You Can
Frank Abergnale is really quite a remarkable man. He has guts like a bullet train, and is not totally without morals. For example he never cheats individuals, only large banks and MNCs. There is something Robin Hoodian in this policy that is very appealing to the working class. Surely the public will cheer if I were to cheat LTA or ST or GV of some money right now. But I have too many scruples.
Read More!Friday, June 03, 2005
A Hilltop Field
A Hilltop Field, by Jane Tyson Clement
Faith has no abode, no tree-hid haven,
no rock-encircled harbor where the tide
will never swirl nor threaten; nor has faith
the quiet breast of broad sweet-flowing river.
Faith has a hilltop field alive and growing,
faith has its nets staked out in open sea,
faith is a rocky river, swift and harnessed
to fill the valley with its energy.
Thursday, June 02, 2005
This is my Tuesday
Met my heartlander friends for dinner at the new Glutton's Bay at the Esplanade on Tuesday after work. The ambience was great and the food wasn't too bad. The Hokkien Mee/ Char Kway Tiao store was very popular -- that's the store where they serve their noodles in brown banana leaves. Their Hokkien Mee was vastly superior to their Char Kway Tiao though. The Char Kway Tiao was worse than average; the Hokkien Mee was better.
We also had black Carrot Cake, barbeque Stingray, and baby Kailan -- standard hawker fare when eating in groups of four or more in Singapore. Carrot Cake was average; Stingray was good and the baby Kailan excellent. The steamed rice was strangely very appetising as well.
After dinner, we trouped over to a friend's place to watch the Thai horror film, Shutter. It was my first horror movie in eons and I was scared even before I started watching. Good thing my friend's TV was very small (14 inch) and I watched it with five other people in the room.
Surprisingly, I enjoyed the film. It hasn't haunted me as much as other flicks I've watched. I really think the small screen helped! :)
Watching horror films is like taking a hour and half long roller coaster ride.
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