Sushi Tei is opening at a mall near me!

I'm excited! As corny as it sounds, i'm pretty pleased that there's going to be a Sushi Tei near me. City Square Mall, which opened today, seemed like it was destined to be a suburban mall (read: not in Orchard Road) with run-of-the-mill boutiques and eateries. Actually, shopping there doesn't seem so great from the tenant list i've seen, but the eateries fare a bit better. I was half expecting substandard restaurants like Sakae Sushi, or worse, Suki Sushi. After all, it's not as shiny and glamourous as ION.

A lot of my favourite fastfood outlets are opening there - Macs, KFC, Pizza Hut, Subway - and there's Soup Restaurant, Toast Box and Manhatten Fish Market. Alas, the ubiquitous coffee joint slated to open is Coffee Bean, which serves up some of the worst (and milkiest) teas and coffees around.

Shopping is a bit of a letdown in City Square. There's Metro, argh, and a host of strange boutiques I've never heard of, all very suburban, topped off by Charles and Keith. I guess they will suffice, and there's always Watsons and NTUC for daily neccessities.

Nevertheless, i can't wait for the rest of the mall to be up and running, i can walk there via the underground walkway at the MRT so it's highly convenient. :)

Rabbit Alert

I think my mom's rabbit is ready to pop again, that means, more cute little baby bunnies. Those of you who have emailed me previously wanting to adopt, you should probably be getting an email from me soon, asking if you're still interested in getting a bunny pet. I actually don't think rabbit mama likes to keep doing this, but alas, she always gets set upon by males who do a high jump out of their fenced area to get to her. Should really think about spaying her. Poor gal.

Some truths and The Ugly Truth

What do you think is the biggest turn-off (disgust) during a date?
I personally haven't been on a lot of bad dates, and thankfully have been spared anymore of those ever since I got married. But there was one particular incident which left me with a bad taste in the mouth. I had a date grab my hand and insisted he kept it warm for me because the cinema was cold. Of course, on hindsight, it was not a very wise decision to go watch a movie with this fella. I don't relish my hand being grabbed on a first date, moreover on such lame pretext as "keeping it warm". Hah. I actually did not even like my date very much and only decided to go out with him because I was free and it was the school holidays. Oh well, that's behind me now.

Why do you want to watch “The Ugly Truth”.
I absolutely want to catch this movie because Gerard Butler's quite dishy. I can't really stand his accent, that lingering Irish, Scottish or whatever accent that he can't seem to get rid of in America, but he makes up for it with his raw sensual energy, perhaps a carry-over from his 300 days. hehe...

I like Katherine Heigl too so...she's always fun, funny, stylish. I liked her in that bridesmaids movie with James Marsden.

Till the movie arrives, be a fan at the official Facebook page and catch The Ugly Truth when it opens in the cinemas on the 17th September 09!

My brush with H1N1

Just some days ago, a 27 year old woman died of a heart attack brought on by H1N1 influenza. She had no underlying medical conditions. The frailty of life, it could have been anyone, it could have been me.

Two weekends ago, I woke up with a horrible sore throat and it progressed into a fever and hacking cough. I doused myself in juices, panadol and whatever medicine I could find in the fridge, but after a few days the fever had not subsided.

I made it to the doctor, only to have him diagnose wrongly, giving me antibiotics when clearly H1N1 flu (the most common flu around nowadays) is a virus and antibiotics wouldn't work. I had to visit another doctor a couple of days later, only to just pay to receive peace of mind as my fever had subsided by then. He did mention I will be coughing for 2 weeks and it's nearly about there...and I'm still coughing.

As I look back, I feel blessed my fever hardly went over 38 degrees and I could still spend my days watching movies on the couch and chatting with friends over the internet. If you're reading this and are at home feeling fluish, please get yourself to the doctor straight away to get proper medicine.

Men in Movies

Being holed up at home on self-imposed quarantine, whilst I'm nursing a flu and very bad throat, I've had to entertain myself with a slew of Hollywood movies. I watched so many in these last few days I can't believe it myself. Most of them were light hearted romantic comedies or stories, but I noticed one similar trait in all of them - the men say the things that women love to hear.

I'm sure this is just the sort of stuff that tinseltown embellishes to endear us to them. In real life, i've never experienced any man being so clear, straightforward and forthcoming in their expressions of love. With the exception of a man blurting out a flurry of mushy sentences when he is asking you to marry him, regular day to day dialogue, or even sweet nothings at the bedside, would barely include the words "I love you".

Perhaps there are such men in the world, who really tell their lovers like they mean it. I'm excluding the casanovas and don juans of our time, whom i'm sure will say anything to get what they want.

Maybe men in real life should take a cue from reel heroes. I'm sure the "words that women want to hear" will be beneficial to them in the long run.

Pets make us happy

My mother recently remarked that she sometimes feels bored at home, but whenever she sees her rabbits run and play, hopping around the house, it brings such joy to her heart and she feels like squeezing them. Being a pet lover myself, I totally understand these sentiments. The friends I know who aren't into animals, and even Kimmy (who's owned a dog himself), would never be able to experience the type of happiness that an animal lover does.

I guess many people find their lives too meaningful or too busy to be able to include one more creature in it, especially one that seems to take up a lot of time and money, and can never verbally reply them. I've seen families with kids who refuse to let pets in the house because the parents want the kids to concentrate on academic studies instead of learning compassion and responsibility by owning a pet.


As I look back now, I feel that my experiences owning pets has enriched my life and taught me many things. I've had hamsters, dogs, terrapins, fish, chickens, birds, rabbits...and they've all brought me joy and many hours of laughter. For those who do not own pets or have not owned any, I hope you will consider in the near future. I guarantee you'd have years of happiness.

We all become our parents

As scary as it sounds, we will all inevitably become what most of us were afraid of as a child - our parents. I am slowly coming to terms with this as well. As time goes by and I become a responsible adult, all my fears as a rebellious teenager are realised.

For starters, I take life in the slower lane, no more a speed devil, and I find myself cursing the fancy souped up WRXes when they tail me on the highway. I guess I reached an age where I don't think the thrill of the adrenaline rush is worth the risk.

Secondly, because I am financially independent now, I feel I am unable to tolerate the youth and the masses who spend frivolously. Even my brother's poor control over his finances irk me and it begs for a nag.

Speaking of nagging, somehow I nag more nowadays. I remember I used to dislike my parents for telling me the same thing over and over again, but now I do it subconsciously, to my husband who seems to never listen, and even my parents, who seem to forget everything I say!

Last but not least, I find myself nostalgically wishing for the days when music sounded so good, which is when I was younger. I recall my parents liking all that 60s jive sound and I thought it was so "old-fashioned". Now it seems I too, am old-fashioned. I get these moods where I just want to listen to the good 'ol days of the 80s, with bubblegum love lyrics and simple disco tunes. No rap, no hip hop, no angsty nasal-sounding teenage rocker.