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As if all that shit wasn't enough (pun unintended), my house has been raided by colonies of ants. If we chase them out of a nest they carry their eggs and Queen to another location. I won't be surprised if our house collapsed one day revealing multiple colonies of termites/ants/other pests. There are lizards everywhere too! ARGH!

We chased them from the bathroom mirror.
And they moved across the dining room floor... =.="

Okay no more gruesome pictures for now... ~_~ Elsa is growing bigger and bigger, she's also getting more clingy to her mom and refuses to let me carry her for long periods of time now. Awww =(

Henry ordered the premium grain-fed Australian pork fillet O_O which tasted good too, but I liked mine better because of the flavourful sauce =) We had yummy mango gelato for dessert at the same place. If any of you love mango, order the mango dessert at Shokudo, it's so refreshing and light.

Never order your stuff from Amazon, it's been ages and they still haven't delivered my expensive hundred dollar curling iron while my inexpensive Helen of Troy curling iron has already arrived, and it was bought from Ebay with CHEAPER shipping charges. Seriously these other online merchants have such cut-throat postage, even want to profit from that...

I admit I've got an obsession with styling my hair now, buying more professional tools and surfing videos to study. Maybe it's because my hair is almost waist length now. It's so irritating to have to buy the good stuff online, I wished Singapore imported brands like Helen of Troy, Enzo Milano and most importantly, the famous CHI flat iron. I have yet to buy the raved about Chi Silk Infusion Therapy for hair. It's said to make hair soft and shiny with just a dime size portion of the product.

Two weeks ago, my mother called back home from work. She was in the midst of checking her bank statement online and the latest cheque clearance sparked her suspicions.

Upon further checking, she realised she was missing 10 cheques from her chequebook. The weird thing is, her cheques are in a locked place in our house. It turns out up to 5 cheques have been cleared, ones that were not written by my mother.

DBS then started an investigation and last Friday morning, they informed my mother that all the cheques went to an account belonging to my maid. If you have been following my blog, you would have read my post on her stealing money from my wallet. And now, she has stolen more than 2000 dollars from my mother.

My mother was distraught and shaken while she filed a police report. The police informed her that Ira would have to stay in jail for 6-8months pending a court case, during which she would not be able to hire another maid. So my mother arranged for Ira to be deported immediately.

Ira even asked my mom for 80 dollars at the airport, saying that she needed to take bus from Indonesia airport back to her home. My mom agreed, but in return she had to explain how she managed she steal those cheques. Ira revealed that she found my mother's keys and stole the cheques when she was away at work. She forged my mother's signature, copying it from the cheques my mom wrote for the gardener.

I remember when my mother did not fire Ira when I warned her, I even cried because they didn't believe me. I remember telling my mother, "Why do you want to wait for something worse to happen before you send her back? You are going to regret it!" And now, it really happened...

Ira already wired the money back to her parents in Indonesia, so we didn't receive any money back. Gosh, she's such an ungrateful ***** A few months ago, my mother actually terminated her contract when she found out Ira has been lying about having a boyfriend. She even asked her boyfriend to sneak around our house at night so she can talk to him from her window!

But after hearing Ira tell her sob stories, my mom HIRED her back! =.=" Even giving her a pay increase and Sunday off. That was when I really told my mom she would regret it. Why is she so so DUMB!!!! All this could have been avoided had my mother not hired Ira back. Ira used her Sunday off to drop the stolen cheques and wire money back to Indonesia...sheesh.

Worse of all, my mom's too traumatised now to hire another maid. There is so much to be done around the house, I feel so sad.

Sidenote: I have drawn up a proposal for my parents to implement an incentive-based system for our chores. For example, washing all our 4 toilets for 30 dollars to vacuuming for 6 dollars. I hope they agree to it, my mom seemed quite positive about it (accepting any idea that did not include another blasted life ruiner).

I'm currently listening to several of Corrinne May's songs and her voice has such a soothing tone. I really feel like I keep going on and on haphazardly, like I'm moving but not actually reaching anywhere. With my studies (or lack thereof), my underachieving voice, and as the cherry on top is a smattering of never ending small pimples on my cheeks and chin.

Been trying almost everything but it seems relentless... I read on the internet that it's due to hormones, that's horrible! At least if it's something external I could do something about it... It makes me so afraid that I'll have trouble with it again like before.


I guess it sounds inane, irresponsible, and every negative thing you can say about it but....I really have a deep phobia of Nanyang Poly. My body reacts with bouts of none stop sneezing and watery eyes once I'm in a lecture room. The very thought of travelling to a cold and strange place with the chitter chatter of people I don't know and will never get to know squeezes out any drop of will left in my spirit to go to school.

So many things have happened during my period in NYP - a disastrous and destructive relationship, constant failures and the drawn out exhausting hours. I just...I just hate it so much, I don't understand anything about anything there, I just feel so confused and troubled there. After everything I've been through the past few years, all I ever wanted was to feel happy and leave behind that cloud of dread and doom that do nothing but rain tears.

I just hate the never-ending quest of finding distractions just so I can postpone that sense of gloom for just one more minute; one more hour, something to push out thoughts of that day far back in my mind.

I don't even want to have my 21st birthday party anymore, having people come over and ask me about my life, my future, my school is horrible because I don't even know where I am. There are some things that will haunt you for the rest of your life and anything you do is just a quest to get away from it.

Here I am, just finished getting ready to go for Bonnie's 21st Birthday Party that has a "Mad Hatter's Tea Party" theme.

This is how I look like without eyebrows and a huge bowl of udon (I could fit my entire head in the bowl with space). Waraku is officially now my favourite Japanese Restaurant of all time!

I love the Potato Mentai, and their Udon is spectacular, slurpilicious, chewy and everything good! Another must-try is their Stone bowl Unagi Fried Rice and all the salmon sushi is the best I've ever tried, better than some I've tried in Japan even.

Really annoyed with Shin-Kushiya with their really over priced sushi, one piece for $3 dollars (one piece not one plate with two pieces). I also tried the most disgusting scallops there, or maybe I'm just not used to eating slightly raw and squishy scallops. I prefer the chinese kind with the veggies...



When Eunice was in Singapore, we tried chocolate ice cream from awfullychocolate, a nondescript place selling chocolate cakes too. It's easy to look past their store at Vivocity (Level One) because it's so plain looking, white tiles and just a store sign.

The reason for not displaying their cakes? - "It's because they all look the same, " says the salesgirl. Well maybe if customers could SEE the cake they might feel enticed to buy? Anyway, after some enquiries, I found out that they sell Banana Choc Fudge, Rum and Raisins Choc Fudge, and just plain Choc Fudge. The Banana Choc Fudge isn't really nice, they used mashed up bananas instead of fresh cut slices like Secret Recipe.

I remember trying their Rum and Raisins cake long time ago when we celebrated a secondary classmate's birthday at our school canteen, so that was *calculates*....around 4 years ago. Gawd I'm old...

But I digress, the chocolate ice-cream, $3.50 for a single scoop and $6.20 for double scoop, is absolutely fantastic. It lacks the smoothness of Godiva's Chocolate Ice Cream but is better than every other brand I've tried. Baskin Robbin's would be after this. It comes in a super cute little paper bucket and green plastic spoon in a shape of a leaf (which I kept =D).



Which Priscilla's post will be complete without the usual waxing lyrical over Elsa? =P Seriously, the cutest baby I've ever seen in my life, next to Persisca when she was young. Every week I see her make new adorable expressions on her face.



Her little white jacket she wore on Christmas Day is so cute =) However, when I told her mother about it, she said it wasn't meant to be a jacket actually. She bought it a few weeks ago but Elsa grew too plump so now it's a jacket. Ha ha...

These pictures are taken by Eunice, who agrees she's a cute baby after seeing her in Real Life, so I'm not just the lone crazy person that keeps talking about Elsa OK? =P

Now to the main course of today's post, so to speak.

Henry brought me to Angus Steakhouse for New Year's Day =) It's located opposite Crystal Jade La Mian Xiao Long Bao, and it's completely covered in white tiled walls, looking very exclusive.

The interior is rather dim, and looks unlike any Singaporean restaurant. It's not a fine dining place as I thought, because they're tables and chairs look rather cheap. Angus Steakhouse looks more like how a homely dining room would look like, and it smells great too!

Our reserved table has a beautiful Orchard Road view, which was still decorated with Christmas Lights, so it was simply perfect. Thanks honey! =) Oh, I forgot to mention that the 1st of January was also out 15th month anniversary. (My mom keeps complaining that it's our anniversary all the time, LOL!)


Our cute little home baked bun with creamy butter, something my dad would have loved.


The hors d'oeuvre (which greatly puzzled us) consist of fried fish topped with some kind of tomato paste and sitting on a bed of diced spinach(?) in a most delicious sauce. The fried fish is the best fried fish I've ever tasted. You know how usually fried fish has dry meat? This has the meat akin to steamed fish, it is not dry at all! How do they do that??


After researching, I found out that hors d'oeuvre are food items served before the main courses of a meal. I thought it was a name of a food item or something, haha...

After the hors d'oeuvre I had Potage Corn Soup while Henry had clear Beef soup, both of which we savoured and forgot to take any pictures. The soups were average...

Henry's Rib Eye, served with boiled carrots, long beans and potatos (the ones on the right, looking rather odd-shaped). He didn't really like the onion sauce that came with the steak but kept complimenting the beef.

Here's my Tenderloin served with the same veggies as Henry's rib eye but with asian butter on my steak (or at least I think it's asian butter since it looks the same as the one at Jack's Place).

The steaks were so JUICY and TASTY! Certainly the BEST STEAKS I have EVER TASTED in my life! Second best would be the steaks at Botak Jones Bukit Batok branch.


If you're wondering about the different cuts of steaks. There are three cuts of steak - Sirloin (what you normally get at Hawker western food stalls or cheap cafes), Rib Eye (which is essentially two different parts joined together), and the Tenderloin (most tender cut also known as Fillet Mignon).

Next is our dessert, which I was eagerly looking forward to since it's my favourite TIRAMISU! And boy, it certainly didn't disappoint!


The sauce you see at the side is actually white and dark chocolate sauce! And it comes with small slices of honeydew, watermelon, mango and a grape. You can dip the cake into the yummy biscuit crumbs too.

My gosh, it was soooo delicious. My only complain is that it's SO SMALL! Well, I guess we were very stuffed by that time, but we could've stuffed down more sweet tiramisu in our bellies. *greedy look*

For those who're not familiar with Tiramisu, it has several layers of ingredients. From top to bottom are cocoa powder, cream cheese, coffee cake, cream cheese, and a biscuit like bottom(not sure exactly what it is). So if you really hate coffee taste, this might not suit you.

Labels: elsa, food

I shall end by sharing some jokes I copied off Botak Jones's take-away box. =) Enjoy...and please embed my video in your blog if you like it. (Shameless advertising, I know, pity this aspiring singer =X)

I was on an elevator the other day, and the operator kept calling me 'son'. I said, "Why do you call me 'son'? You're not my father." He said, "I brought you up, didn't I?"

Hassidic Shadchan marriage broker

A Hassidic family is most concerned that their 30-year-old son in unmarried. So they call a marriage broker and ask him to find their son a good wife.

The broker comes over to their house and spends a long time asking many questions of the son and his parents as to what they want in a wife/daughter-iin-law. They give him a long shopping list of requiremtns.

The marriage broker takes a long time looking and finally asks to visit the family again. He tells them of a wonderful woman he has found. He says she's just the right age for the son...she keeps a Glatt Kosher home...she regularly attends Schul and davens by heart...she is a wonderful cook...she loves children and wants a large family and, to crown it all off, she's drop dead gorgeous.

After hearing all this, the family is very impressed and begins to get excited about the prospects of a wedding in the near future.

But the son pauses and asks, "Is she also good in bed?" The marriage broker answers, "Some say yes...some say no."

FARMER JOHN

Farmer John lived on a quiet rural highway. But, as time went by, the traffic built up at an alarming rate.

The traffic was so heavy and so fast that his chickens were being run over at a rate of three to six a day.

So one day Farmer John called the sheriff's office and said, "You've got to do something about all of these people driving so fast and killing all of my chickens."
"What do you want me to do?" asked the sheriff.

"I don't care," said Farmer John. "Just do something about these crazy drivers!" So the next day, the county workers erected a sign that said "SLOW: SCHOOL CROSSING." Three days later Farmer John called the sheridd and said, "You've got to do something about these drivers. The 'school crossing' sign seems to make them go even faster."

Finally, Farmer John said to the sheriff, "Your signs are doing no good. Can I put up my own sign?" The sheriff was ready to let Farmer John do just about anything if it would get him to stop calling everyday. He said, "Sure thing, put up whatever you want." And after that, the sheriff got no more calls from Farmer John.

Three weeks later, the sheriff's curiosity got the best of him and he decided to give Farmer John a sign. "How's the problem with those drivers? Did you put up your sign?"

"Oh, I sure did. And not one chicken has ben killed since then. I've got to go. I'm very busy." He hung up the phone.

The sheriff was really curious now and he thought to himself "I'd better go out there and take a look at that sign... It might be something that WE could use to slow down drivers..."

So the sheriff drove out to Farmer John's house, and his jaw nearly hit the floor at what he saw. There painted neatly on a sheet of plywood was Farmer John's sign: "NUDIST COLONY: GO SLOW -- WATCH FOR CHICKS"

It feels just last month I was preparing for christmas events and in a swoop Christmas is upon us once again. I know this has been said to death, but I really feel the year passes just too quickly. You wish each day would get by smoothly but at the end of it all, does one regret not pulling each minute's worth?

I've just sent an email two nights ago to my Worship Overseer in my church. He told us of this invitation from Siloso Beach Resort to perform 2 sets of 30min carolling on christmas eve. They would pay us (an 8 man crew) and give us a free delicious meal. Oh man! I really hope I get picked, this would be a very good opportunity.

In addition, my other worship leader has asked me to join a small group of handpicked people to sing for two separate events. Wow, busy busy...better start training on my vocals everyday again.

Unfortunately, schoolwork is also picking up speed. On a good note, construction drilling has subsided temporarily, so my mood's also picking up.

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As if all that shit wasn't enough (pun unintended), my house has been raided by colonies of ants. If we chase them out of a nest they carry their eggs and Queen to another location. I won't be surprised if our house collapsed one day revealing multiple colonies of termites/ants/other pests. There are lizards everywhere too! ARGH!

We chased them from the bathroom mirror.
And they moved across the dining room floor... =.="

Okay no more gruesome pictures for now... ~_~ Elsa is growing bigger and bigger, she's also getting more clingy to her mom and refuses to let me carry her for long periods of time now. Awww =(

Henry ordered the premium grain-fed Australian pork fillet O_O which tasted good too, but I liked mine better because of the flavourful sauce =) We had yummy mango gelato for dessert at the same place. If any of you love mango, order the mango dessert at Shokudo, it's so refreshing and light.

Never order your stuff from Amazon, it's been ages and they still haven't delivered my expensive hundred dollar curling iron while my inexpensive Helen of Troy curling iron has already arrived, and it was bought from Ebay with CHEAPER shipping charges. Seriously these other online merchants have such cut-throat postage, even want to profit from that...

I admit I've got an obsession with styling my hair now, buying more professional tools and surfing videos to study. Maybe it's because my hair is almost waist length now. It's so irritating to have to buy the good stuff online, I wished Singapore imported brands like Helen of Troy, Enzo Milano and most importantly, the famous CHI flat iron. I have yet to buy the raved about Chi Silk Infusion Therapy for hair. It's said to make hair soft and shiny with just a dime size portion of the product.

Two weeks ago, my mother called back home from work. She was in the midst of checking her bank statement online and the latest cheque clearance sparked her suspicions.

Upon further checking, she realised she was missing 10 cheques from her chequebook. The weird thing is, her cheques are in a locked place in our house. It turns out up to 5 cheques have been cleared, ones that were not written by my mother.

DBS then started an investigation and last Friday morning, they informed my mother that all the cheques went to an account belonging to my maid. If you have been following my blog, you would have read my post on her stealing money from my wallet. And now, she has stolen more than 2000 dollars from my mother.

My mother was distraught and shaken while she filed a police report. The police informed her that Ira would have to stay in jail for 6-8months pending a court case, during which she would not be able to hire another maid. So my mother arranged for Ira to be deported immediately.

Ira even asked my mom for 80 dollars at the airport, saying that she needed to take bus from Indonesia airport back to her home. My mom agreed, but in return she had to explain how she managed she steal those cheques. Ira revealed that she found my mother's keys and stole the cheques when she was away at work. She forged my mother's signature, copying it from the cheques my mom wrote for the gardener.

I remember when my mother did not fire Ira when I warned her, I even cried because they didn't believe me. I remember telling my mother, "Why do you want to wait for something worse to happen before you send her back? You are going to regret it!" And now, it really happened...

Ira already wired the money back to her parents in Indonesia, so we didn't receive any money back. Gosh, she's such an ungrateful ***** A few months ago, my mother actually terminated her contract when she found out Ira has been lying about having a boyfriend. She even asked her boyfriend to sneak around our house at night so she can talk to him from her window!

But after hearing Ira tell her sob stories, my mom HIRED her back! =.=" Even giving her a pay increase and Sunday off. That was when I really told my mom she would regret it. Why is she so so DUMB!!!! All this could have been avoided had my mother not hired Ira back. Ira used her Sunday off to drop the stolen cheques and wire money back to Indonesia...sheesh.

Worse of all, my mom's too traumatised now to hire another maid. There is so much to be done around the house, I feel so sad.

Sidenote: I have drawn up a proposal for my parents to implement an incentive-based system for our chores. For example, washing all our 4 toilets for 30 dollars to vacuuming for 6 dollars. I hope they agree to it, my mom seemed quite positive about it (accepting any idea that did not include another blasted life ruiner).



I'm currently listening to several of Corrinne May's songs and her voice has such a soothing tone. I really feel like I keep going on and on haphazardly, like I'm moving but not actually reaching anywhere. With my studies (or lack thereof), my underachieving voice, and as the cherry on top is a smattering of never ending small pimples on my cheeks and chin.

Been trying almost everything but it seems relentless... I read on the internet that it's due to hormones, that's horrible! At least if it's something external I could do something about it... It makes me so afraid that I'll have trouble with it again like before.


I guess it sounds inane, irresponsible, and every negative thing you can say about it but....I really have a deep phobia of Nanyang Poly. My body reacts with bouts of none stop sneezing and watery eyes once I'm in a lecture room. The very thought of travelling to a cold and strange place with the chitter chatter of people I don't know and will never get to know squeezes out any drop of will left in my spirit to go to school.

So many things have happened during my period in NYP - a disastrous and destructive relationship, constant failures and the drawn out exhausting hours. I just...I just hate it so much, I don't understand anything about anything there, I just feel so confused and troubled there. After everything I've been through the past few years, all I ever wanted was to feel happy and leave behind that cloud of dread and doom that do nothing but rain tears.

I just hate the never-ending quest of finding distractions just so I can postpone that sense of gloom for just one more minute; one more hour, something to push out thoughts of that day far back in my mind.

I don't even want to have my 21st birthday party anymore, having people come over and ask me about my life, my future, my school is horrible because I don't even know where I am. There are some things that will haunt you for the rest of your life and anything you do is just a quest to get away from it.

Here I am, just finished getting ready to go for Bonnie's 21st Birthday Party that has a "Mad Hatter's Tea Party" theme.




This is how I look like without eyebrows and a huge bowl of udon (I could fit my entire head in the bowl with space). Waraku is officially now my favourite Japanese Restaurant of all time!

I love the Potato Mentai, and their Udon is spectacular, slurpilicious, chewy and everything good! Another must-try is their Stone bowl Unagi Fried Rice and all the salmon sushi is the best I've ever tried, better than some I've tried in Japan even.

Really annoyed with Shin-Kushiya with their really over priced sushi, one piece for $3 dollars (one piece not one plate with two pieces). I also tried the most disgusting scallops there, or maybe I'm just not used to eating slightly raw and squishy scallops. I prefer the chinese kind with the veggies...



When Eunice was in Singapore, we tried chocolate ice cream from awfullychocolate, a nondescript place selling chocolate cakes too. It's easy to look past their store at Vivocity (Level One) because it's so plain looking, white tiles and just a store sign.

The reason for not displaying their cakes? - "It's because they all look the same, " says the salesgirl. Well maybe if customers could SEE the cake they might feel enticed to buy? Anyway, after some enquiries, I found out that they sell Banana Choc Fudge, Rum and Raisins Choc Fudge, and just plain Choc Fudge. The Banana Choc Fudge isn't really nice, they used mashed up bananas instead of fresh cut slices like Secret Recipe.

I remember trying their Rum and Raisins cake long time ago when we celebrated a secondary classmate's birthday at our school canteen, so that was *calculates*....around 4 years ago. Gawd I'm old...

But I digress, the chocolate ice-cream, $3.50 for a single scoop and $6.20 for double scoop, is absolutely fantastic. It lacks the smoothness of Godiva's Chocolate Ice Cream but is better than every other brand I've tried. Baskin Robbin's would be after this. It comes in a super cute little paper bucket and green plastic spoon in a shape of a leaf (which I kept =D).



Which Priscilla's post will be complete without the usual waxing lyrical over Elsa? =P Seriously, the cutest baby I've ever seen in my life, next to Persisca when she was young. Every week I see her make new adorable expressions on her face.



Her little white jacket she wore on Christmas Day is so cute =) However, when I told her mother about it, she said it wasn't meant to be a jacket actually. She bought it a few weeks ago but Elsa grew too plump so now it's a jacket. Ha ha...

These pictures are taken by Eunice, who agrees she's a cute baby after seeing her in Real Life, so I'm not just the lone crazy person that keeps talking about Elsa OK? =P

Now to the main course of today's post, so to speak.

Henry brought me to Angus Steakhouse for New Year's Day =) It's located opposite Crystal Jade La Mian Xiao Long Bao, and it's completely covered in white tiled walls, looking very exclusive.

The interior is rather dim, and looks unlike any Singaporean restaurant. It's not a fine dining place as I thought, because they're tables and chairs look rather cheap. Angus Steakhouse looks more like how a homely dining room would look like, and it smells great too!

Our reserved table has a beautiful Orchard Road view, which was still decorated with Christmas Lights, so it was simply perfect. Thanks honey! =) Oh, I forgot to mention that the 1st of January was also out 15th month anniversary. (My mom keeps complaining that it's our anniversary all the time, LOL!)


Our cute little home baked bun with creamy butter, something my dad would have loved.


The hors d'oeuvre (which greatly puzzled us) consist of fried fish topped with some kind of tomato paste and sitting on a bed of diced spinach(?) in a most delicious sauce. The fried fish is the best fried fish I've ever tasted. You know how usually fried fish has dry meat? This has the meat akin to steamed fish, it is not dry at all! How do they do that??


After researching, I found out that hors d'oeuvre are food items served before the main courses of a meal. I thought it was a name of a food item or something, haha...

After the hors d'oeuvre I had Potage Corn Soup while Henry had clear Beef soup, both of which we savoured and forgot to take any pictures. The soups were average...

Henry's Rib Eye, served with boiled carrots, long beans and potatos (the ones on the right, looking rather odd-shaped). He didn't really like the onion sauce that came with the steak but kept complimenting the beef.

Here's my Tenderloin served with the same veggies as Henry's rib eye but with asian butter on my steak (or at least I think it's asian butter since it looks the same as the one at Jack's Place).

The steaks were so JUICY and TASTY! Certainly the BEST STEAKS I have EVER TASTED in my life! Second best would be the steaks at Botak Jones Bukit Batok branch.


If you're wondering about the different cuts of steaks. There are three cuts of steak - Sirloin (what you normally get at Hawker western food stalls or cheap cafes), Rib Eye (which is essentially two different parts joined together), and the Tenderloin (most tender cut also known as Fillet Mignon).

Next is our dessert, which I was eagerly looking forward to since it's my favourite TIRAMISU! And boy, it certainly didn't disappoint!


The sauce you see at the side is actually white and dark chocolate sauce! And it comes with small slices of honeydew, watermelon, mango and a grape. You can dip the cake into the yummy biscuit crumbs too.

My gosh, it was soooo delicious. My only complain is that it's SO SMALL! Well, I guess we were very stuffed by that time, but we could've stuffed down more sweet tiramisu in our bellies. *greedy look*

For those who're not familiar with Tiramisu, it has several layers of ingredients. From top to bottom are cocoa powder, cream cheese, coffee cake, cream cheese, and a biscuit like bottom(not sure exactly what it is). So if you really hate coffee taste, this might not suit you.

Labels: elsa, food

I shall end by sharing some jokes I copied off Botak Jones's take-away box. =) Enjoy...and please embed my video in your blog if you like it. (Shameless advertising, I know, pity this aspiring singer =X)

I was on an elevator the other day, and the operator kept calling me 'son'. I said, "Why do you call me 'son'? You're not my father." He said, "I brought you up, didn't I?"

Hassidic Shadchan marriage broker

A Hassidic family is most concerned that their 30-year-old son in unmarried. So they call a marriage broker and ask him to find their son a good wife.

The broker comes over to their house and spends a long time asking many questions of the son and his parents as to what they want in a wife/daughter-iin-law. They give him a long shopping list of requiremtns.

The marriage broker takes a long time looking and finally asks to visit the family again. He tells them of a wonderful woman he has found. He says she's just the right age for the son...she keeps a Glatt Kosher home...she regularly attends Schul and davens by heart...she is a wonderful cook...she loves children and wants a large family and, to crown it all off, she's drop dead gorgeous.

After hearing all this, the family is very impressed and begins to get excited about the prospects of a wedding in the near future.

But the son pauses and asks, "Is she also good in bed?" The marriage broker answers, "Some say yes...some say no."

FARMER JOHN

Farmer John lived on a quiet rural highway. But, as time went by, the traffic built up at an alarming rate.

The traffic was so heavy and so fast that his chickens were being run over at a rate of three to six a day.

So one day Farmer John called the sheriff's office and said, "You've got to do something about all of these people driving so fast and killing all of my chickens."
"What do you want me to do?" asked the sheriff.

"I don't care," said Farmer John. "Just do something about these crazy drivers!" So the next day, the county workers erected a sign that said "SLOW: SCHOOL CROSSING." Three days later Farmer John called the sheridd and said, "You've got to do something about these drivers. The 'school crossing' sign seems to make them go even faster."

Finally, Farmer John said to the sheriff, "Your signs are doing no good. Can I put up my own sign?" The sheriff was ready to let Farmer John do just about anything if it would get him to stop calling everyday. He said, "Sure thing, put up whatever you want." And after that, the sheriff got no more calls from Farmer John.

Three weeks later, the sheriff's curiosity got the best of him and he decided to give Farmer John a sign. "How's the problem with those drivers? Did you put up your sign?"

"Oh, I sure did. And not one chicken has ben killed since then. I've got to go. I'm very busy." He hung up the phone.

The sheriff was really curious now and he thought to himself "I'd better go out there and take a look at that sign... It might be something that WE could use to slow down drivers..."

So the sheriff drove out to Farmer John's house, and his jaw nearly hit the floor at what he saw. There painted neatly on a sheet of plywood was Farmer John's sign: "NUDIST COLONY: GO SLOW -- WATCH FOR CHICKS"
It feels just last month I was preparing for christmas events and in a swoop Christmas is upon us once again. I know this has been said to death, but I really feel the year passes just too quickly. You wish each day would get by smoothly but at the end of it all, does one regret not pulling each minute's worth?

I've just sent an email two nights ago to my Worship Overseer in my church. He told us of this invitation from Siloso Beach Resort to perform 2 sets of 30min carolling on christmas eve. They would pay us (an 8 man crew) and give us a free delicious meal. Oh man! I really hope I get picked, this would be a very good opportunity.

In addition, my other worship leader has asked me to join a small group of handpicked people to sing for two separate events. Wow, busy busy...better start training on my vocals everyday again.

Unfortunately, schoolwork is also picking up speed. On a good note, construction drilling has subsided temporarily, so my mood's also picking up.