Of Cubs and Hindi Movies

Of late, the mood has been sombre.

cherry blossoms are close to blooming but this year, people are worried about celebrating in the face of misery and suffering.

to lift spirits (and also perhaps in line with media guidelines in times of crisis), there's been a bumper crop of light-hearted variety programmes showing evergreen song specials and funny video clips.

here are two that really made me laugh out loud:

this little cub, abandoned at birth by his mother, is terribly shy and doesn't quite mix well with others. watch what happens when zookeepers place him with other animals in a bid to help overcome his fear.



always wondered what will happen if you match a hindi movie dance sequence to a traditional japanese marching band song? here's a video to satisfy that curiosity of yours:

Just One of Dem Days

Overheard in the office toilet.

Female A (while in cubicle): eh, i think i want to go buy burger later.

Female B (preening in front of the toilet mirror): but you ate burger yesterday wat.

A: yes, but the double cheeseburger was so nice i want to eat again.

B: (laughing) the way you eat burger very funny leh.

A: (joining in with more laughter) yah, i separate the burger and eat one.

B: yah yah yah! you eat the bread first then the pickles then you lick the tomato sauce and eat the cheese-

A: (cutting B off) no lah! i dont eat the cheese separately one! all melt liao how to eat separately?

B: (chuckling)

A: shit.

B: what?

A: i think i got urine infection. drink so much water but nothing come out one.

(me in the other cubicle: ????)

B: huh? what you mean? your pee very yellow ah?

B: (coming out from cubicle) yah lor, i always drink so much water but no urine when i go toilet. then got bubbles somemore...

(women exit toilet.)

in two milliseconds we went from double cheeseburgers to urine infections. super duper.

then on my way home i saw a pair of hormonally-charged teenagers eating each other's faces out at a secluded (but still exposed) corner of the mrt station.

just one of dem days.

False Alarm

Over the phone last night, he asked me what size I was.

my heart skipped a beat, my breath caught in my throat and the joy in my voice became openly discernible.

turns out he saw a coat in a vintage store and wanted to buy it for me, but no, i wasnt a size 10.

all i really wanted to say was: my dear ken, my ring size is a US 6 (but in case it doesnt fit, we can always re-size it?).

i am starting to heap all my eggs in one tiny basket once again, despite the constant reminders to myself not to do so.

on a lighter note, i went looking for my graduation kimono (hakama) last week and i'm pretty happy with what i picked.

Em from Thailand and I:

Amusement

Just when you think the state of English in Japan cannot possibly get any worse, this arrives in your letterbox.

the irony? the guy who sent the wedding invitation actually majored in english in university.

made myself a jumbo sandwich the other day and crammed it full of lettuce, bacon, sliced tomatoes and topped it off with a sunny side-up and cheese. it's hard eating a sandwich this size without messing things up but i was kept full the entire day!