Who's up for a marathon eh? of Grey's that is..

I've recently rekindled my addiction for series. Series'?? Series is already plural right? Anythehoo..

Except that instead of getting into rediculous arguements with my mother over which channel deserves prime time viewing, I'm back to enjoying the wonders of downloaded episodes. The added joy to watching them off the internet is that I don't have to stop at one and wait an excrutiating seven days to find out what happens to Hiro Nakamura in the locked store room or if Izzie Stevens decides to cash that 8.7 million dollar check her dead fiance left her.

THAT was a spoiler for those of you who follow Grey's Anatomy, and i'm sorry..

No actually I'm not. The downside of watching it online is that I zoom through the season so fast, no one else has watched them that i don't have anyone to discuss it with! I can't tell people how stupid or sad or rediculous or real i thought anything was because that would be spoiling it for them. I miss the times when we used to have marathons in a group, and that equally long sessions of disecting various episodes over our chosen poison. I just want to chat about it with someone!!

The lack of discussion isn't about to stop me though. I love my shows!

On a side note, I watched the Phantom Of The Opera in Singapore a couple of weekends ago and it was effing awesome! AWESOME! Made me wanna quit my job and carry bags for the crew, or polish the props..anything!

missing: Logan & Sumi

Sylvia's birthday at Decanter. Was great to have us all at the same table.

Reminded me of why it's so difficult to pack up and move to Singapore. I'll miss them all bucketloads.

I don't want to be part want to be part of the it just through photos, I want to be in the memories.

You write em poems when you're sad right..

It was supposed to be special.
I was really really looking forward to it.
To walking on the white sands, looking through the clear water
To counting the stars in the midnight sky together
Right from when i first gave the present two months ago.
Everything was planned to and fro
Everytime we want to do something special some shit has to happen.
How not to be dissapointed?

You think its a bad poem? I've heard worse. Its not meant to excite you. So too bad suck it up and let me dwell in it.

Tattoo torture, even just looking at the process

Somehow watching a tattoo being done live and watching the glamourized version on Miami Ink doesn't quite feel the same.

I remember coming home 4 years ago with one of those henna tattoos' on my back, and my dad saw it and blew his top. He reasonably calmed down when i told him it was temporary and would go away in a few days, though i really should have stopped there. Instead i gleefully announced that i do fancy getting a real tattoo some day, and my dad gleefully told me that if i do i can find myself a new house to stay in.

So i've been patiently waiting till i do move out one day (ironically my dad has also said he will only agree to me moving out if when i marry) to get my tattoo.

Seems tattoos' are supposed to be a symbol, of yourself, your past or what you see for yourself in the future. When i first dabbled with the idea of getting one i wanted two rosses entwined but figured its too girly and only every other monkey on earth has rose tattoos. So now my heart is settled on getting a lion, or a leo symbol, because, no prizes for guessing, that be my zodiac.

Unfortunetly, everybody seems to think its too macho for a girl, and I don't have that image to carry off a lion tattoo. Angie's attempted drawing me few cute, cartoony lions, but they all reminded me of cats under electric shock. Which is a good point to ponder, what if the tattoo artist screws up my lion and I look like i have a shocked cat on my back for the rest of my life.

Logan and I were supposed to get tattoos together before he left as our special activity, but i never gathered enough balls to bring it up with my dad again. Maybe when he comes back for a holiday, I'll try. Till then I need to decide if I will revert back to wussy girly roses or macho lion.

Hele's tatoo with all the blood oozing out.