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On the up: Happy happy happy
On the down: Fluctuating temperaments

I've been having big enormous mood swings and I've spent all of last week being in a bad mood with everybody. There's this girl in particular who really bloody gets under my skin and makes me want to strangle her, even in the temple, in front of all the lovely, smiling, peace-promoting Buddhas.

She has this terrible way of being extra manja to like, THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD, and thinks its endearing and cute. She's all like touchy-feeling, grabs your arm, grabs your hand, puts her arm all over your shoulder, touch your clothes, touch your hair, touch this touch that. It's nothing sexual lah of course, but just

FUCKING IRRITATING!

GET OUT OF MY SPACE, WOMAN!

You are not cute. The end. And please do something about that really TC hairstyle you've got going.

(Joy will know who I'm talking about since we spent a whole journey from Chinatown back to PJ talking about this)

Anyway, it doesn't take much to make a dolly happy - all she had to do was fuck off out of the picture and suddenly the whole day was roses again.

YAY!

(I know I seriously still need to work on that patience thing, but heck, sometimes you really want to just
strangle
someone)

Many of us spent all of today in a 3-session puja which you would think would be totally tortuous and difficult but ended up being really good. I actually really really loved being there today - even I was surprised at myself for all the enthusiasm. By the 2nd session, I had EVEN mastered the art of not falling asleep!

Sometimes, it's nice to just retreat from the whole wide world and concentrate on meditation. You kinda think it's going to be awful and tedious and that you're going to have to draaaaaaaag yourself through the meditation or whatever, but it ends up just making you feel hippy, happy and just very pleased about everything. It's a bit like drinking martinis, I suppose.

This was our little corner of paradise today. A few of us tucked ourselves into a corner (because it was warm, because Annette had an ionizer that stopped incense smoke from making us sneeze every 5 minutes, because it was just where all the fun people were hanging out). Shirley (the crazy one at the back!) looks like she's tripped out from having to chant over 30,000 mantras in one session.

The whole big long day of non stop pujas ended in a big happy mamak party (oh dear, you know it's time to get a life when you enjoy slopping around a mamak). Straight from nirvana, into the big gaping trap of samsara again...

Thing is, it is impossible to look unhappy in a mamak though so you kind of get lured into thinking it is the most happy place in the world. Look, see! All the happy people with their fried oily greasy plates of food.



Also, as we sat down, I suddenly noticed that this was the first time in about 2 years, no exaggeration, that I've actually seen Andee and Tashi TOGETHER-GETHER. Sometimes you forget that they are a couple because they're never ever in the same place together - what to do when you lead busy, busy exciting lives like, all the time.



They look super cute here! I love how this picture is so chipper cheery - they look like they only just started going out last week or something!

Eric Choong was also hanging out with us today and he SO does not look his age (I think he must drink one of them immortality potions daily!). Today, with his big glasses and no gel in his hair, Eric looked like the cutest little boy in the world, like aged 13. He was even wearing these cute colourful flip flops that made him look like he was just headed out to go play at the beach.


And thank god, for a change, I don't look entirely like I'm made out of a lump of dough. Seeeee, starving and surviving on soup and fruit IS THE WAY FORWARD (Okay, so I'm sure the insides of my body won't agree, but oh well). Now only another 5 kilos to go. *starves*



The three white triplets of bellville wanted a photograph together. All the sleeeeeek white should make the shot look quite glam, but remember, we are in a mamak and there's nothing but a fridge with canned drinks for a backdrop. So now they look like some bad rip off of some tired Taiwanese Mando-pop band.

Also, it was JP's birthday today so Andee called him up and yelled down the phone,

"HEY MOTHER FUCKER I HEAR IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY SO,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JP
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU"

(all of us on the table screamed the birthday song down the phone and it was a very beautiful rendition, thank you very much)

See, it MUST have been some kind of day of miracles because EVEN BEN was chilling out and relaxing. Ben is the biggest workaholic I have ever met, even more than Joe. Everytime I see him, it's like he hasn't slept in about 3MonthsStraight.

I keep sending him rude, loud, shouty messages on MSN to say GO TO BED! but he doesn't ever listen lah. So then, when you see him out and about, eating and just looking chilled, it's pretty like, AMAZING, DUDE. He was chilled enough to even pull a funny face for the camera!

See what meditation can do to you? You go crazy in the most excellent way!

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