Green efforts comes in waves

In UK, studies show one in four men are less enthusiastic about the eco wave as compared to one in six women.

Has green fatigue really kicked in or has being green become instilled as a way or life? Read http://www.bemoreeco.com/2010/10/18/green-fatigue-hits-campaign-to-reduce-carbon-footprint/

Breakie box

Alas! A guilt free breakfast (economical bee hoon with a slice of luncheon meat and sunny side up egg) by my work desk.

Breakie is purchased from level 2 cafeteria and packed using my brand new "tool box" made by Daiso Japan! There is even a sliding tray for saucering my all-time favourite green cut chilli drenched in white vinegar.

No more damned single use and throw styrofoam packets that get incinerated into horrid toxic waste.

Bebe is finally doing her little part as a resident on planet green earth. It took me time to hunt down the right box and I dreaded the 3 horrid weeks of "malpractice" on my part. Next project is the purchase of a nice thermos mug so that I can takeaway traditional coffee/ tea/ ying yang from level 2 cafeteria with my very own mug!

Go green you too! Bring your own box for takeaways if you must takeaway. Boycott single use plastic and styrofoam as much as you can. Be a eco-friendly foodie.

p.s. Bebe bought a similar breakie box for kimmie too so we can go green together. Yeah! Bebe will get kimmie your very own thermos mug too.

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Glow!

What is involved in the art of glowing? Are there pre-requisites for innate genetic correlations in order to form unspoken bonds that illuminate?

Late night tea session at Ya Kun @Northpoint Yishun with mummy after visiting sixth auntie at Khoo Teck Phuat Hospital KTPH level 8 bed 28 turned out to be yummy for both the taste buds and heart petals. No sugar was needed to bring forth the sweetness of our tea stories, just the dedicated art of traditional tea-making and story telling costing S$3.00 and 3 hours.

Stories told by naturing hearts are received with gratitude and tenderness. Maternal bonding is an universal art, taught by nature and trained under day-to-day practicalities through trial and error. There is no right and wrong formulas, just love in a constant striving motion. There is no way to get it perfect at one shot, but instead one must have the diplomacy to not give up on one another, be it mother/ father to daughter/ son or daughter/ son to mother/ father etc.

A man named Ah Koon perhaps never expect Ya Kun to become a legacy when he started out making simple aromatic coffee and kaya toast in his cubicle at 15-B Cross Street. Wooden bench sleeping and many more struggles and sacrifices were pre-requisites from many young men striving to become men back in those days.

My grandfathers did the same, and my father did the same. Was this all acts of training and character building so that one day they may embrace paternal instincts with agility? Was not our forefathers' act of enduring hardship an indirect way of loving and naturing too to make up for the masculine deficiencies in expressing tender loving care?

Would it be possible to leave behind a legacy after our short lived lives on earth? A legacy of loving, bonding, making sacrifices and sharing? Glow bebe, pearly, philip, choon tee, kimmie, baba, kurre, susan, and rolle glow! May tea and coffee stories continue to unfold and unravel the love hidden within us for one another.

An orange pantry

It's amazingly how colours can define the day. An orange pantry at my work sphere might not sound like much but I only have a hearty memory of the time spent there. Black leather sinky sofasets, table soccer, orange and white vinyl kitchen cabinets complete with an island and bar stool, it's a happy place. Best of all is the view from the 17th storey it commands and it only gets better by sunset.

Aboard bus 700 I combed through my galaxyphone for an impression from my work sphere to blog. Here it is on the exterior: Revenue House coiled in deep green.

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Jia wei n Fri da

Gonna meet Jia wei for lunch on friday. The last time I saw her was 3 summers ago when she came to stockholm & aland. We spent midsummer together, rowed a boat, swam, jumped a lot, Sauna... Still have the crochet bikini top she made me.

The last time I saw Frida was 2 summers ago. A well-behaved & intelligent young lady she is becoming. Loves the way she says, "inte vet jag" in her finnish-swedish accent.

It's a shame that we cannot get more time with one another one way or another. Looking forward to friday lunch with Jiajiaweiweiand hope Ucki, Björn, Martin, Mia, Thomas, Anna, Frida, Amanda, Ben, Carl, Axel n baby Isabella will drop by Singapore sometimes.

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Blogger-droid

Choosing between the right mobile app is not an easy task. This blog is to test the capabilities of Blogger-droid.

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Sunset @ gangsa nineteen sep

Bringing you sunset with love from gangsa storey 22

Until next time... Time to zzzzz

Med tanken pa din fear of heights

LovCHowz innebandy? U trashed? Its nine am, u must be fast asleep dreaming your little dreams... And recuperating from exhaustion...

"Far jag ber dig att stannar. Far jag hora din rost. ... Far jag lutar min panna , mot din trygga brost" ur lisa ekdahl

fantasybebe says
"du ar en saga for god for att vara sant, det ar en saga I sig att vi har funnit varandra. Vi kunde har lika garna aldrig nagonsin motes, eller ar vart motet redan bestamt lang innan vi fodds " ur vem vet

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Can recycle or not ???

“Can Recycle?“ initiative by ZeroWasteSG has checked with NEA and compiled a list of 70 common waste items that can or cannot be recycled!! VERY USEFUL! You can recycle plastic bags apparently. So let's stop incinerating toxic plastics waste into the atmosphere!

In Singapore, recycling efforts for paper, glass, plastic, metal, old clothes and toys is supposed to be sorted by households into one big recycling bag or one big recycling bins. Households are either given big green plastic bags to collect recyclable trash and place it outside their doors on designated days, or big green recycling bins are placed in designated locations in the neighbourhoods. Locations of bins are listed on NEA, or alternatively use the interactive map provided by ZeroWasteSG to find your nearest recycling bin. 

Paper, glass, plastic and metals can be converted to a resource for re-use as raw materials. Old clothes and toys will be shipped to Third World countries to be re-used. See the video by Semcorp to find out how they use manual labour to do sorting to gain insight about what goes on behind the scene.

A brief summary of what Singapore recycles/ not recycles is listed below, but the best listing is found on Can Recycle? with a photo-listing of 70 common trash items :

	What is currently acceptable for recycling?
Paper and cardboard (e.g. newspapers, magazines, junk mail, receipts, envelopes, paper packagings etc) Hard Plastics (e.g. bottles, detergent/ shampoo containers, take-away food packagings, biscuit casings)  Soft Plastics (e.g. NTUC plastic bags, all plastic bags that are stained with food scraps or oil, clean/ dry straws, clear plastic wrappings for clothings, files etc) Metal (e.g. tins, cans, bottle caps, coils, springs, empty aerosol containers etc). All and any small bits of metallic trash can be picked up for recycling using magnets. Glass bottles and jars (and also their metal caps/ lids) Glassware that are chipped but still whole or unbroken/ unshattered (e.g. water glass, wine glass etc.) Paper Cartons/ Boxes(e.g. tissue box, shoe box, moving cartons etc) Clothing, Stuffed Toys. NOTE: Consider giving these items away for free if they are in usable condition via the global Freecycling network by simply joining the Yahoo Group Freecycling Singapore and posting an email Re: Offer: 5 pairs of Ladies Shoes size 6 or Re: Offer: Baby Pram/ Stroller.
	What is NOT currently acceptable for recycling?
Styrofoam (polystyrene) Broken glass, window glass, light bulb and mirror Ceramics, porcelain or stoneware Used tissue/ toilet paper Single batteries e.g. AA or AAA (can be disposed in common trash for incineration since most batteries in Singapore bears no mercury or low-mercury) Mobile phones and phone batteries can usually be recycled via the manufacturers e.g Nokia etc) Spectacles (some NLB National Libraries, e.g. Woodlands, have a collection box for old spectacles, including sunglasses, to be donated to third world countries)

Blueberry daifuku, peach jelly & a beautiful round melon from Fish's in-laws the Kondos!!

Yummie bebe wanna eat!!! Super kawaii (可愛い) (literally, "loveable" "cute" or "adorable") food from Fish's in-laws in Osaka. I bet the in-laws Kondos are also kawaii!



blueberry daifuku, peach jelly & a beautiful round melon ... on Twitpic

Old photo

Bebe in purplish yam and lilac. Old photo from 2006 taken by Joakim, at Clementi Ave 5 (my girl's home from age 10 to 18).

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Monday

The summary of my first Monday morning after migrating back to homeland Singapore comprises of random kindled observations.

Mobile alarm clock has been set at 9am since arrival, but this is the first day I woke up to it. Dad is already up, probably disturbed by the drilling construction coming from somewhere in the vicinity of our block of 4-storey flat. The sun was beaming in through the kitchen windows, making slanted rays of energy-giving glowing patterns on the ceramic floor tiles. Mum and 6th Aunt are still asleep.

I make myself an instant 3in1 coffee mix whilst Dad goes about making tea and other condiments for their buddhist cum taoist prayer table (and cleaning the kitchen alongside his chores in his idiosyncratic food handler ways). I picked up my Sunday Times from yesterday, and started my coffee and newspaper session in the living room sofa, and the morning began. The pace surrounding me picked up as 6th Aunt and Mum woke up one after another. A friendly uncle neighbour greeted "Good morning!" loudly as he habitually does when he shuffles pass our main door. As I progress from the grey newspaper pages from the Main paper to Invest and Lifestyle sections, sounds of 6th Aunt laundering and Mum and Dad chanting and hymning filled the lukewarm rooms in this humble 3-room estate. Time for morning WC visit, breakfast, 2nd cup of coffee and blogging.

The word "immerse" comes to mind. I am utterly immersed into the local environment, through the sounds I hear (which some might call noise), the words I read and the reflections I churn.

The most recent global Gallup polling ranks Singapore top of the list based on PNMI (Potential Net Immigration Index). This is the 2nd successive year Singapore tops as the most desired country that migrants want to move to, index scoring at +219%. Following suit is New Zealand and Saudi Arabia. If the immigration authority accepts all immigration' application, Singapore's population can shoot up from its 4.8 million up to more than 2 times. However, Singapore politics is holding fast to 6 million by 2013.

Other news that sticks out includes foreign maids moonlighting during their off days to earn extra vital income for their families back hom; efforts to perserve the beloved Singaporean hawker fare/ food; top 40 Singapore millionaires combined wealth of USD 45.7 billion makes up slightly more than a quarter of Bill Gates wealth of USD 213 billion; new Muslim immigrants from e.g. Turkey delivery food and donations to the poor local Muslim communities and families; Youth Olympics closing this Thursday and more.

So much for my Monday morning ranting. My 2nd cup of coffee is nearing its end of consumption. I will be sharing this post from sunny bustling little Singapore island with my loved ones near and faraway.

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Emilie Simon - Flowers

Emilie Simon - Desert (french)

Shivaree - John 2/14

Supreme Beings of Leisure "Never The Same"

March fascination

My fascination for March goes to Magnolia, Jesus and Huxley. The off-white presence and truth bind and entrap me. I reverbrate within the enclosures of those incestous walls, unable to free myself to be myself.

They tiny amount of hours I slipped out to be myself, away from harm's way, are precious. My fascination for March are entwined with the lack of time, the constant state of worrying, and the occasional escapism to be myself.

Tender, bittersweet, nonchalant ... I resign.



Magnolia Watsoni.JPG by WibblyWibby@WikimediaCommon


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