okay, i wasn't quite right in my last post. Heath Ledger died in his own apartment - not Mary-Kate's - and he was 28 years of age - not 26.
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this week, i've discovered mould in our closet. as in, i found mould on some of our clothes and the luggage bags stored in the closet. eeks. did some auditing of our wares, pulled out clothes dotted with those wretched white spots to the wash, wiped the luggage bags we were going to use and threw away hao-e's mouldy shoes. Then, i scampered off to the hardware store to buy meself some Damp-Rid kits to hang in the closet. i sure hope those things work, cos they are such a cheapo alternative to the electrical dehumidifier which costs at least $200. i don't want no spots on my clothes ever again!
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i've tried keeping to my tiring, back-breaking, ab-crunching, kick-boxing gym schedule. so far, i've been there sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday and yesterday. on wednesday at 4.30pm, i had a very strong inclination not to make that trek over to the gym, for the simple fact that i didn't want to endure the torture of another kick-boxing class. but i blocked out that thought (and all other thoughts in fact), willed my feet to walk and resisted the urge to drive back home. i didn't regret it, cos though it is the most treacherous class of the week, (i always end up with me back, arms, legs everywhere hurting), i enjoyed it best. me am masochistic.
there ain't gonna be any aerobics lesson later this afternoon, but i'll still go try my hand...erm i mean legs at jogging a bit. me am NOT a jogger. i can only do intervals of 2 mins of 5km/hr before i slow the treadmill down to a leisurely 4km/hr walk in between. WEAK! i know i know. as the instructor says "This is not a break! No comfort zone!" i must try to bring it up to 3mins spurts today.
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yesterday, i had a mini exchange of views with a man who claims that he knows the chinese calendar better than i do. he says on 7th feb, we'll be in the 4**** year of the lunar calendar. i replied, it depends on the reference point. there's no acknowledged known year where the chinese adopted the calendar, and each emperor tends to name the years of their reign. Even ROC i.e. Taiwan adopts the "min guo" year, when they "separated" from the mainland. so hey, don't blame me - especially since i'm from singapore where no one really bothers to find out why this year is the golden pig read: good, and next year is the i-can't-remember-what-metal rat i.e. bad. i only know this lunar new year, i'll be back with family and friends, eating kueh bangkits and pineapple tarts. ooh... can't wait.
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this week, i've discovered mould in our closet. as in, i found mould on some of our clothes and the luggage bags stored in the closet. eeks. did some auditing of our wares, pulled out clothes dotted with those wretched white spots to the wash, wiped the luggage bags we were going to use and threw away hao-e's mouldy shoes. Then, i scampered off to the hardware store to buy meself some Damp-Rid kits to hang in the closet. i sure hope those things work, cos they are such a cheapo alternative to the electrical dehumidifier which costs at least $200. i don't want no spots on my clothes ever again!
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i've tried keeping to my tiring, back-breaking, ab-crunching, kick-boxing gym schedule. so far, i've been there sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday and yesterday. on wednesday at 4.30pm, i had a very strong inclination not to make that trek over to the gym, for the simple fact that i didn't want to endure the torture of another kick-boxing class. but i blocked out that thought (and all other thoughts in fact), willed my feet to walk and resisted the urge to drive back home. i didn't regret it, cos though it is the most treacherous class of the week, (i always end up with me back, arms, legs everywhere hurting), i enjoyed it best. me am masochistic.
there ain't gonna be any aerobics lesson later this afternoon, but i'll still go try my hand...erm i mean legs at jogging a bit. me am NOT a jogger. i can only do intervals of 2 mins of 5km/hr before i slow the treadmill down to a leisurely 4km/hr walk in between. WEAK! i know i know. as the instructor says "This is not a break! No comfort zone!" i must try to bring it up to 3mins spurts today.
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yesterday, i had a mini exchange of views with a man who claims that he knows the chinese calendar better than i do. he says on 7th feb, we'll be in the 4**** year of the lunar calendar. i replied, it depends on the reference point. there's no acknowledged known year where the chinese adopted the calendar, and each emperor tends to name the years of their reign. Even ROC i.e. Taiwan adopts the "min guo" year, when they "separated" from the mainland. so hey, don't blame me - especially since i'm from singapore where no one really bothers to find out why this year is the golden pig read: good, and next year is the i-can't-remember-what-metal rat i.e. bad. i only know this lunar new year, i'll be back with family and friends, eating kueh bangkits and pineapple tarts. ooh... can't wait.
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