Okie...i said this blog has moved to www.peifen.net, but i've decided to still update here coz it's kinda sad to just end this blog. was reading my older posts and had quite a bit of fun walking down memory lane. but please do visit the new website too k? coz other than my blog/diary, there r other interesting contents over there, like my recipes and baking experiment records. :)
this is my most recent column, published in last week's i-weekly.
唐朝诗人王维说:“每逢佳节倍思亲。”恕我冒昧更改一下。对我来说,一向是“每逢佳节避血拼”。
人山人海,天翻地覆,你争我夺,尔虞我诈…太可怕了!
要不是A,我才不敢孤军作战,那件超值又难得不必修改就合身的牛仔裤就只能成为遗失的美好了。
上个月,我试穿了它,却因为价格有点昂贵而迟迟狠不下心在信用卡上划多一道疤痕。但,上星期,配合佳节促销,“血拼女超人”A马上打电话通知我,“喂!你要的那条牛仔裤打6折!”
我:“真的?可是…”
A:“我知道,你最怕大热卖你推我挤的场面对吗?不怕!有我助你一臂之力!”
就因为她的臂力,除了牛仔裤,我还买了几件上衣,两双鞋子和一些饰品。有时我还真搞不清楚,A到底是损友还是益友。但可以肯定的是,A很讲义气。她不但和我并肩作战,因为战胜之后下起倾盆大雨,A还开车把我和我的战利品送到家楼下。
A:“Oh no!雨太大了,让我很想上厕所!可以去你家借用一下吗?”
于是,我和A一起走向电梯。在嚎啕的雨生中,我突然听见A的一声惊叹。
A:“啊!天啊!那是什么?!”
我顺着她的食指往前看。
电梯门口的水泥地板上,躺着一个人。他静静地躺着,背向着我们,头发灰白凌乱。
A:“你说…他是不是死了?”
这个想法也同时在我脑海一闪而过。
我们放慢脚步,轻轻地走向他。到了离他约两公尺的地方,A突然停下脚步。她拉着我的手臂,露出恐慌的表情,向我摇头示意不要再前进了。但,我当时坚决地认为这个人的死活从我们看见他那一刻就成为了我们的责任。况且,如果他半死不活,我们也不能见死不救啊。(我事后才想到,假如他是罪犯,那我们的死活就不得而知了。)
我在他的身边弯下身,仔细端详。这位异族老伯伯的衣服有点脏,但身上没有明显的伤痕,也没有流血的迹象。他的脸部表情很安详,象是在睡觉。对。他还在呼吸。一定是在睡觉。
我:“Hello?Hello?”
我尝试大声唤醒他,但没反应。难道是晕倒了?
我:“Hello?!”
提高声量,再用手提袋推一下。
A:“他醒了!他的脚在动!”
我:“Hello?Are you ok?”
老伯的神情有点飘然,他睡眼惺忪地看着我,露出微笑,对我点点头,翻过身,再闭上眼睛睡觉。
我突然想起他是谁。他就是偶尔在我家附近游荡的流浪汉。不时看见他在停车场茫然地走着,或在某个角落孤独地呆坐着。每次看到他,就会因害怕而避开。虽然曾经好奇他的亲人到底在哪里,但看他还不至于一命呜呼,就断定他应该不是无依无靠。
站在他无助的身躯旁边,两手拿着购物袋的我,觉得矛盾得有点可笑。花了那么多钱买的这么多样东西,竟然没有一样是我可以给老伯,让他得到一点帮助或安慰的。他要的是什么?金钱?温暖?爱与关怀?其实,我也不知道。
最终,我和A打了电话通知邻里警察,请他们来协助老伯。因为A急着上厕所,我们没有等警察来,就先搭电梯上楼了。
也许,我真的帮不到老伯什么。我能做到的,是确保我的家人不会有和老伯相同的遭遇。希望我们每一天都能以佳节思亲的热切态度,去关怀我们爱的人。
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
A very important announcement
Dear Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls,
this blog has now moved to
www.peifen.net
please do check it out. and check back there frequently.
cya! :)
this blog has now moved to
www.peifen.net
please do check it out. and check back there frequently.
cya! :)
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Watch this space, and the spaces around it
Monday, November 09, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
你还有个我 is number 5 on the charts!
Thursday, September 03, 2009
Unnecessary Censorship
i've always been very impressed and amused by this segment on Jimmy Kimmel Live called "Unnecessary Censorship", in which originally harmless phrases become suggestively naughty after certain keywords are removed.
just a few moments ago, i had an inspiration for my own unnecessary censorship.
Self-absorbed hypocrites trapped by their fabricated facades of deception are plain sad. They really should try and f___ themselves.
hee hee.
just a few moments ago, i had an inspiration for my own unnecessary censorship.
Self-absorbed hypocrites trapped by their fabricated facades of deception are plain sad. They really should try and f___ themselves.
hee hee.
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
Dinner on board Singapore Flyer
Till now, i've been on board the Singapore Flyer three times. The first was in the afternoon with some friends; the second was at night for a champagne flight. The third, i must say, tops it all.
Last sunday, i had dinner with 9 friends on board the Singapore Flyer. There is really no equivalent in terms of dining experience.
Before boarding the capsule, we were invited to chill at the exclusive VIP lounge. No queues!
The meal comprised 3 courses. There were 2 choices for main course, beef or fish.
I chose the fish but tried a bit of the beef as well. It was tender, seamlessly infused with rich curry flavour, and the sweet potato mash was a perfect complement.
this was the fish i had. crispy on the outside, smooth and fresh on the inside, delightfully accompanied by ground pistachios, savoury potatoes and sweet, crunchy asparagus.
dessert was lovely! bread pudding. ooh.
check out our satisfied smiles. :)
to find out more about the Singapore Flyer fine dining experience, tune in to Yes 93.3FM on Wed, 2nd of Sept, between 6pm and 7pm or visit their official website.
Last sunday, i had dinner with 9 friends on board the Singapore Flyer. There is really no equivalent in terms of dining experience.
Before boarding the capsule, we were invited to chill at the exclusive VIP lounge. No queues!
The meal comprised 3 courses. There were 2 choices for main course, beef or fish.
I chose the fish but tried a bit of the beef as well. It was tender, seamlessly infused with rich curry flavour, and the sweet potato mash was a perfect complement.
this was the fish i had. crispy on the outside, smooth and fresh on the inside, delightfully accompanied by ground pistachios, savoury potatoes and sweet, crunchy asparagus.
dessert was lovely! bread pudding. ooh.
check out our satisfied smiles. :)
to find out more about the Singapore Flyer fine dining experience, tune in to Yes 93.3FM on Wed, 2nd of Sept, between 6pm and 7pm or visit their official website.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
明星志工队 - 宜兰の景物
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Esprique Precious
New range of cosmetic products from Japanese skin care brand Kose. Am now a fan of their 2-way powder foundation and cheek colour.
Come find out more this Sat and Sun, 4pm, at Takashimaya Level 1 cosmetics department. Mr Ishii, make-up guru from Japan will be sharing some useful tips. Special discounts for those with password: 933 Kose.
cya! :)
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Bossini
Heyo! Come on down to Bossini @ Jurong Point today and you stand to win some really cool prizes just for smiling! Top prize includes $500 Bossini Vouchers and $350 cash!
i'm not kidding. you just need to smile. :) c ya there from 3 to 5pm!
i'm not kidding. you just need to smile. :) c ya there from 3 to 5pm!
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
珍惜
看了Michael Jackson追悼会的直播,关掉电视,黑暗中平躺在床上。
脚板隐约感觉得到Mr Snuggie的毛发,和它的体温。
和我一起躲在被窝里一动也不动的它,是熟睡着,还是...
一丝莫名的担忧,闪过。
起身摸了摸,啊,还好,缩成一团的身体微微地随着呼吸鼓起来,又落下去。
如果Mr Snuggie真的走了,我想我会哭得很难过吧。虽然它应该不会有盛大的追悼会,或庄重的葬礼。但我会想要把它的尸体火化,用灰烬制造成宝石。
记忆中,第一次踏入火化场,是奶奶去世的时候。当时的我没有特别悲伤,因为跟奶奶的关系没有特别亲密。但奶奶生前很疼爱我和姐姐,我们也很喜欢她。她是一个很可爱、会让人无缘无故想拥抱的老婆婆。我小时候应该有抱过她吧。长大后就没有了。我还记得在灵柩前瞻仰她的遗容。过后就进行火化。在棺木通过长方形的洞口被推入火坑的那一刹那,毫无预警的巨大声响和嚎啕声深入我内心深处,大力地抽了一下。招架不住,我哭了。
忘了谁说过,人在世时不好好珍惜,等到他死后才哭泣,有什么用?
我觉得哭泣不一定要有用。也不代表之前没有好好珍惜。
珍惜并不是每时每刻害怕失去,无时无刻记住随时随地会失去。这样的珍惜,太悲观,太没意义了。
珍惜,应该是忘我忘情忘年忘形地充分充实每分每秒。
可以是一对一地分享、付出、帮助、开怀地一起笑一起哭一起玩一起活。
也可以是遥远地支持、欣赏、赞美、效仿。
因为珍惜,所以在毫无预警的情况下匆匆失去时,难免不舍,难免落泪。
就好像现在,黑暗中平躺在床上,哼着Gone Too Soon的我一样。
脚板隐约感觉得到Mr Snuggie的毛发,和它的体温。
和我一起躲在被窝里一动也不动的它,是熟睡着,还是...
一丝莫名的担忧,闪过。
起身摸了摸,啊,还好,缩成一团的身体微微地随着呼吸鼓起来,又落下去。
如果Mr Snuggie真的走了,我想我会哭得很难过吧。虽然它应该不会有盛大的追悼会,或庄重的葬礼。但我会想要把它的尸体火化,用灰烬制造成宝石。
记忆中,第一次踏入火化场,是奶奶去世的时候。当时的我没有特别悲伤,因为跟奶奶的关系没有特别亲密。但奶奶生前很疼爱我和姐姐,我们也很喜欢她。她是一个很可爱、会让人无缘无故想拥抱的老婆婆。我小时候应该有抱过她吧。长大后就没有了。我还记得在灵柩前瞻仰她的遗容。过后就进行火化。在棺木通过长方形的洞口被推入火坑的那一刹那,毫无预警的巨大声响和嚎啕声深入我内心深处,大力地抽了一下。招架不住,我哭了。
忘了谁说过,人在世时不好好珍惜,等到他死后才哭泣,有什么用?
我觉得哭泣不一定要有用。也不代表之前没有好好珍惜。
珍惜并不是每时每刻害怕失去,无时无刻记住随时随地会失去。这样的珍惜,太悲观,太没意义了。
珍惜,应该是忘我忘情忘年忘形地充分充实每分每秒。
可以是一对一地分享、付出、帮助、开怀地一起笑一起哭一起玩一起活。
也可以是遥远地支持、欣赏、赞美、效仿。
因为珍惜,所以在毫无预警的情况下匆匆失去时,难免不舍,难免落泪。
就好像现在,黑暗中平躺在床上,哼着Gone Too Soon的我一样。
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
i am waiting for my cake to bake
so i will tell you a story about a very rude taxi driver who caused me much fear and inconvenience. and also how i very unconvincingly threatened to make him pay for his actions.
ok. so i was heading to suntec last friday at about 1130 am from my gym, which is located at south bridge road, opposite the riverwalk. if you drive, or are familiar with the area, i'm sure u know the erp gantry there. that was where i stood trying to find a cab. i know that is against the rules, but i was rushing for time and trying my luck, and sure enough my luck was pretty good (or so i thought), and this blue cab stopped along the double yellow lines to pick me up.
me: "uncle, suntec, convention centre."
uncle: "ok."
after about 10 min, the cab arrived at suntec, stopping behind a line of cars along the road just outside balaclava. actually, uncle should've known well enough to let me alight at the taxi stand outside balaclava, but he didn't. so he got stuck in the queue.
i was running a little late, coz i was going to the PC show not for personal shopping pleasure, but on a job.
me: "uncle, can you let me alight here? (just before turning left into the small road that leads to the circus)"
uncle: (very curtly) "no."
ok. so maybe he was being a good law-abiding cabbie. i can accept that.
so he turned left into the small road. and he went past the taxi stand outside convention centre. ?!! why didn't he go in??
me: (worriedly) "uncle, can you let me alight at this bus stop. i'm rushing for time."
uncle: "no."
me: "why? the other cabs are stopping along the road too."
uncle: (impatiently) "i don't want to take the risk." (didn't you just break the rules by stopping along double yellow lines to pick me up?!)
me: "but i'm running late..."
uncle: "can't stop here." (continues driving along slowly, making no effort to help me save any time.)
me: (getting a little scared - where on earth is he driving me to??) "where are you going?"
uncle: "one of the towers."
me: "but that is so far away..."
i start to mumble his car plate number and name and stored those details in my handphone...in case he turned out to be a nutcase and held me hostage. fortunately, he finally stopped outside one of the towers, some distance away from the convention centre.
as i was frantically fishing out a note to pay him, uncle, having heard me take down his name and car plate number, questioned intimidatingly "so, what are you going to do?"
and that was when i blurted a super un-cool and childish and silly retort.
me: "what? i...i...uh...i will make sure all my friends don't take your cab ever!"
@%#^&@#$^*?!?!?!
Ms Lim, is that all you are capable of?! bleah. duh. ughz.
disturbed and in a frenzy, i hurried off that horrible cab and away from the frightful experience.
by the way, i don't think it is against the law to tell you his car plate number and name here rite? just wanna warn you, esp if you are a girl, to take special note if you ever run into him. SH 7377 (forgot the last letter), Roger Tan.
umm...i smell something nice. i think my cake's baked! :)
ok. so i was heading to suntec last friday at about 1130 am from my gym, which is located at south bridge road, opposite the riverwalk. if you drive, or are familiar with the area, i'm sure u know the erp gantry there. that was where i stood trying to find a cab. i know that is against the rules, but i was rushing for time and trying my luck, and sure enough my luck was pretty good (or so i thought), and this blue cab stopped along the double yellow lines to pick me up.
me: "uncle, suntec, convention centre."
uncle: "ok."
after about 10 min, the cab arrived at suntec, stopping behind a line of cars along the road just outside balaclava. actually, uncle should've known well enough to let me alight at the taxi stand outside balaclava, but he didn't. so he got stuck in the queue.
i was running a little late, coz i was going to the PC show not for personal shopping pleasure, but on a job.
me: "uncle, can you let me alight here? (just before turning left into the small road that leads to the circus)"
uncle: (very curtly) "no."
ok. so maybe he was being a good law-abiding cabbie. i can accept that.
so he turned left into the small road. and he went past the taxi stand outside convention centre. ?!! why didn't he go in??
me: (worriedly) "uncle, can you let me alight at this bus stop. i'm rushing for time."
uncle: "no."
me: "why? the other cabs are stopping along the road too."
uncle: (impatiently) "i don't want to take the risk." (didn't you just break the rules by stopping along double yellow lines to pick me up?!)
me: "but i'm running late..."
uncle: "can't stop here." (continues driving along slowly, making no effort to help me save any time.)
me: (getting a little scared - where on earth is he driving me to??) "where are you going?"
uncle: "one of the towers."
me: "but that is so far away..."
i start to mumble his car plate number and name and stored those details in my handphone...in case he turned out to be a nutcase and held me hostage. fortunately, he finally stopped outside one of the towers, some distance away from the convention centre.
as i was frantically fishing out a note to pay him, uncle, having heard me take down his name and car plate number, questioned intimidatingly "so, what are you going to do?"
and that was when i blurted a super un-cool and childish and silly retort.
me: "what? i...i...uh...i will make sure all my friends don't take your cab ever!"
@%#^&@#$^*?!?!?!
Ms Lim, is that all you are capable of?! bleah. duh. ughz.
disturbed and in a frenzy, i hurried off that horrible cab and away from the frightful experience.
by the way, i don't think it is against the law to tell you his car plate number and name here rite? just wanna warn you, esp if you are a girl, to take special note if you ever run into him. SH 7377 (forgot the last letter), Roger Tan.
umm...i smell something nice. i think my cake's baked! :)
Sunday, May 31, 2009
After last night, I am truly convinced...
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Southside Guest House, Edinburgh...
...heaven for Singaporean foodies!
just had my third breakfast at our B&B, Southside Guest House. chose the grill today, which included sausage, bacon, scrambled eggs, grilled tomatoes and mushrooms, and a very yummy potato scone. and that is the main course on top of a wide selection of fruits, yoghurt, muesli, cornflakes and other breakfast food that varies everyday...this morning there was chocolate brioche and yesterday we had lemon yoghurt cake. all home-made and fresh. and i had 3 different types of drinks: hot tea, cranberry juice and buck fizz (orange juice plus champagne).
the ever satiating Southside Breakfast Grill.
buck fizz! never had champagne so early in the morning. nice.
the weird looking thing is a sausage made of, as our tour guide puts it, everything in a sheep that u normally don't eat. :) it's called the haggis, a traditional scottish food, and this is the mini version.
just like the last 2 days, this hearty breakfast is gonna last me till late afternoon today, after my trip to the sacred land of Old Trafford!!
just had my third breakfast at our B&B, Southside Guest House. chose the grill today, which included sausage, bacon, scrambled eggs, grilled tomatoes and mushrooms, and a very yummy potato scone. and that is the main course on top of a wide selection of fruits, yoghurt, muesli, cornflakes and other breakfast food that varies everyday...this morning there was chocolate brioche and yesterday we had lemon yoghurt cake. all home-made and fresh. and i had 3 different types of drinks: hot tea, cranberry juice and buck fizz (orange juice plus champagne).
just like the last 2 days, this hearty breakfast is gonna last me till late afternoon today, after my trip to the sacred land of Old Trafford!!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
On a 5 hour train to Edinburgh...
...after a 13 hour flight to London. Just departed from berwick-upon-tweed, the northern most town in England, it's 930pm now, but the cloudy sky's still dimly lit by fading traces of daylight. The view of lush green countryside against a backdrop of blurry blue grey seas is very magical, especially when I'm drifting between dream and reality...
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
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