Everything's About A380...

I mean, like.. how cute is this??!




Like SuperDuperWuper cute! *eee!*

Hehehehehe...

Got the whole magnet set for Joshie to play airport with. :)



He was making cute little "vroom vroom" noises to simulate the aircraft taking off. :)

And see what I got as a pressie!



An A380 Swarovski crystal Handphone strap!

Its odd how all the merchandise is out, but the actual plane is still missing.

I can't help but think its a French thing...

Payback Time..

After all the fun in Male, there has to be some payback time...

So off I went to London.

And I came back.

My mum asked, "How was London?"

Well, the highlight of the day was that they screened, "Top 10 Celebrity Sex Videos" on channel 4 at 10pm.

OOH.

I fell asleep around Sex Video No. 5 and woke up at Sex Video No. 2 to see Pamela Anderson bouncing around Tommy Lee.

Jem was so excited when I told him what I watched in London. He couldnt believe it. He wanted a blow by blow account (no pun intended) of all the videos.

Well, No. 1 was Paris Hilton. How shocking. *yawn*

When I told Jem I fell asleep halfway, he freaked out. "How could you POSSIBLY fall asleep??!!!"

Hey. I was tired. And there are only so many grainy videos and naked boobs you can see at one go.

I'd rather make my own video.

*wink*

Male... Yet Again!

Well.. I can never get enough of going to the Maldives...

And how excited I was when I saw I was rostered for such a long stay, knowing that I was going to be in the 2nd last group of crew who will be enjoying this long stay... :)

It was great coz most of the crew had the same mindset as me... chiong Chiong CHIONG!

So we went kayaking everyday, for three days! It was my first time kayaking.. and I was thinking, how hard can it be to paddle...?

HAH.

And I tot I was pretty fit.

Thank God I was partnered with nice Dave who taught me the basics of paddling.. and the poor guy ended up paddling half the journey.

It was tough. I was pathetic.

And by the time we came back, the others had already returned their kayaks and were having a rest when we finally appeared round the island many many minutes later.

Oh the shame.

The second day.. we partnered again.. and appeared last again. Drat it. But hey, we were paddling in the pouring rain in the open sea dammit. Gimme some credit.

The last day, I partnered with Denise, and I refused to come in last...

I paddled like I was in the Kayaking World Championship Finals with a 10 million dollar prize.

Dave was laughing at my look of determination as I paddled furiously away... well, eat my sea water u turkeys!

Well, at least this time I came in a decent 2nd... :)

After all the furious paddling, four of us headed to the spa to have a good full-body massage.

The masseuse said to me, "take you top off." I panicked. I mean, I've never stripped infront of a total stranger since my spinal check in Sec 1. So i told her, "err.. can i keep my top on?" After all I was only wearing my bikini top.

"No. Top off."

Fine. Top off then.

It wasnt so bad... afterall, I was faced down and all that was exposed was my back.

After near falling asleep, she told me, "Now turn over please.."

Ack! okok. Be cool Geri. Dun be so suaku. Its doesnt matter. U have no boobs afterall...

So I flipped over, and she very discreetly raised the towel so that she couldnt see my boobs. After covering me, then came ANOTHER question, "You want chest and stomach massage?"

You should have heard the long, LONG akward pause. A million questions were running through my mind.. then i thought, "fuck it", and jerkily nodded my head.

So she proceeded to massage me from my feet up and then lifted the towel off and I squeezed my eyes tightly closed.

"MissS? You okay? Too cold?"

She must have seen my expression.

"Nono.. Im okay. Good. Good."

So she proceed to squirt oil on her hands and massage it all over my chest and tummy.

Wah. I've discovered a new technique for foreplay.

Lets just say I walked out a happy girl. ;)

Now on to other things....

I had arranged for a Dolphin Watching and a Night Fishing trip on the second day... Expecting a leisurely boat ride, I was taken aback at the sight of the speed boat we were being ushered into.

Good Lord. I was almost as terrified as I was on the last time I took the banana boat ride. Almost.

Trying to stifle my screams, I resorted to humming out the tune to "Hawaii-Five-O" like an idiot as we careened over the waves at a warp speed.

Nobody cared to join in the singing with me. Perhaps they were busy stifiling their screams too...

I forgot my fear the moment we spotted our first pod of dolphins.

It was a dream come true for me! I've always wanted to see dolpins in the wild.. They lept infront of us but disappeared almost as suddenly as they appeared. Despite all our efforts at whistling, clapping and hooting, they weren't exactly a very co-opporative bunch and kept disappearing. I couldnt even get a damn pic of them.

Oh well. Maybe next time.

*strikes dolphins off my fav animal list*

Heh.. kiddingkidding.

So it was off to Night Fishing. I caught two fishies! Albeit small ones... but still! :)

*proud*


Im always feeding the fishies! ;p


Somehow they REALLY loved Dave's legs...


Off to the spa!


Going all tropical with the flower.. hehe..


From Left: Mike, Me, Diana & Cpt Jim.


Beautiful Maldivian sunset...


My itty bitty catch of the day! One fishfinger coming up! ;)


Representatives for the World Kayaking Championships 2006... bleah.


From left: Me, Dave & Denise, after a good snorkel :)


Love the blue, blue sea...

Im glad I wasnt stuck in the room and had another good trip!

:)

More AcCCcKLand Adventures...

Well, I'm sorry I have to split my Auckland entry into two.. I spent too much time describing the whole Broccoli Drama.. It was impossible to squeeze all into one..

You guys would get a headache..

So anyway I got bored on my 2nd day in Auckland and went out. And the only attraction I knew in Auckland?

The Sky Tower.

And the one thing great about the not knowing how to get to the Sky Tower? Just look up, see this massive tower, and keep walking towards it. ;p Easy Peasy.

So I paid my ticket and walked towards the lifts that would take me 300meters up to the Obeservation Level and Sky Deck. As I was greeted by the Sky Tower Staff, the guy took my ticket and chatted with me.. and suddenly he said, " M'aam.. You really have a beautiful smile."

Wah. I could have leaped off the Sky Tower and burst into song at that point... I know Im such a sucker and he probably says that to every damn tourist.. but.. *BEAM*

:)

Anyway...

So up I went and the first thing I saw when I stepped out of the lift was somebody hurtling past outside the viewing windows.

I figure the guy must have told her she had a nice smile too.

(she was doing the Sky Jump.. If u din get it.)

The views were really really nice. I never thought Auckland was so pretty :) (Ok. Fine. so I take "AccCCkLand" back...)

And there were these glass panels on the floor where you could just stand over and look straight down to the street 300meters below. I tell you.. I really couldnt bring myself to stand over it. It felt so damn WRONG.

There was this sign which said, "The glass is as strong as concrete."

So there I was hanging on the handholds, telling myself that it is OKAY. "The glass is as strong as concrete.. the glass is a strong as concrete." Well. It didnt help.

Like some kitty cat scared of water, I was leaning over to look down and tapping my foot very tentatively over the glass... I bet the staff milling about were trying very hard not to laugh. What finally gave me the courage to walk over the glass? When I saw this elderly japanese couple walk very nonchalantly over the glass and take pics. Dammit. Geri, you piece of chickenliver you....

It was nice, sitting up there, just watching the world go by below you while you have nothing else better to do. ;p

Auckland Sky Tower




They have a cool viewing window on the lift floor! :)




Lovely panoramic views of Auckland. Do you see the old volcano behind?



Looking straight down is scary okay...




Im off to Maldives tonight! I checked the weather and it looks BAD. Dammit. Thunderstorms and howling winds. Probably no 3 days of nuahing in the sun. So i got myself a book to read. Its sad coz i've seem to stopped reading for a while.. I used to gobble books for breakfast, lunch and dinner... Anyway im gonna give this book by Neil Humphreys a go. I like his columns in the Today paper and his wry sense of humor.



No wonder I write like a Columnist. A bad one, that is.

The Broccoli Wars...

Just back from Auckland (I call it AcCCkland... Im sorry.. But I really do love New Zealand).

Its just that I've been there five times since June.. and its not exactly the most interesting of places.. but Its practically become like a second home to me.

Okay, ANYWAY... I went to have dinner with a colleague the other night.. both of us went to this Hong Kong food joint which she recommended. She raved to me about the good food and recommended the Sweet Sour Chicken and Stir-Fried Broccoli.

Of course I had no problem.. Afterall, I've been labelled "Easy". Dammit.

So she proceeded to order from, lets call her Waitress A, the only broccoli dish in the menu, which was, "Stir-Fried Chinese Broccoli". We eagerly awaited our dishes and were gushing over how broccoli is our favourite veggie blahblahblah..

Soon, Waitress B came bearing our steaming food and proceeded to plonk a giant plate of Kai Lan on our table.

After blinking at it for a full 5 seconds, we told her.. "errr.. we ordered broccoli. Not this.." So after a flustered "sorry" she took it back.

I was facing the front of the restaurant, so I could see an exchange of words between Waitress A and Waitress B. Waitress A, if you recall, took our order, started walking VERY purposefully towards our table with that dratted plate of Kai Lan in one hand.

(Spoken with very fierce Hong Kong accent) "MiiissSS. You Ordered CHINESE Broccoli. THIS IS Chinese Broccoli. Its not MY fault. I can't change it for you."

Pwah.

Apparently what we wanted was Broccoli FLOWER.

You should have seen the change in my colleague. She was so mad.. she started arguing with Waitress B over the difference between Chinese Broccoli and the Broccoli Flower.

And there I was.. looking helplessly at the both of them and smiling weakly at the other patrons who were staring at the VERY heated debate going on at our table.

Finally, my colleague told Waitress A, "Whatever it is, take it back. Change it. This is not what we want."

So with a huff and a puff, Waitress A brought it back.. and I watched another exchange between Waitress A and Waitress C. (YES. ANOTHER waitress...)

So now Waitress C comes bearing down towards our table, STILL with that dratted plate of Kai Lan and plonks it in front of us.. again.

She started yapping in Cantonese and my colleague cut her off and told her, "We don't speak Cantonese."

So Waitress C told us... "You dun speak Cantonese, so you should know! You ask any Westerner here, they know that this is Chinese Broccoli!"

Wat the Fuck?

So I spoke up and said, "We are NOT Westerners. Anyway, its just a misunderstanding. It's nobody's fault..."

Waitress C, not so easily placated, pointed a quivering, accusing finger at my colleague and screeched, "She blaming us! She say is our fault!"

Fuck. I just want to eat dammit.

Smiling placatingly at Waitress C, I told her its NOBODY'S fault. I looked at my colleague and told her, "we'll just take the veggies.. and honestly.. they ARE somewhat kinda right..."

So we had the God dammed Kai Lan.

And Waitresses A, B and C were all feeling smug and victorious.

While we were gnawing on the humongous Kai Lan ala Chinese Broccoli stems, my colleague looked up and me and said, "Wah.. lucky your temper so good."

I'd say.

In Pursuit of Perfection

I never thought I was a Perfectionist.

Was chatting with a colleague the other day and she asked what star sign I was. So I told her, "Virgo..". She was like, "Ooo. Perfectionist."

I know thats what they say about Virgos.. but I never really thought I was a perfectionist. Im so "heck care" about alot of things that I'm hard pressed to say that I'm a perfectionist.

Im know I can be really anal about stupid things.. Like my CDs have to be placed with the pictures and words straight in the CD cover.. I have to get ready in exactly this time and leave my home at this time.. Those are not the hallmarks of a perfectionist. Its just Anal.

And no it doesn't mean I do anal. So don't bug me.

Okay I digress yet again...

Anyway I was upset when I got back from flight that day... I didn't understand why I couldn't do a good job. I kept beating myself up over it so much I couldnt sleep. So when I spoke to Jem over the phone, I was so cranky and suddenly burst into tears.. which left him really, REALLY irritated.

And he said this to me, "You are such a Perfectionist you expect yourself to be perfect. You can't accept failures and flaws... In yourself and even in others around you... You and NOBODY is perfect."

Now that stopped me wailing and left me sniffling and hiccing over the phone.

In the back of my mind I was going, "Ooooh... thats where my Perfectionist gene went..."

And those words really left me thinking..

It really explained alot. I had never realised that I was unconsiously trying to carve out Miss Perfect and Mr. Perfect.

I know that Im FAR from perfect.. and I know there is no such thing as Mr. Prefect (That is a proven myth).

When I told Angie about it she said, "Yaah.. you are a Perfectionist ah.. You like things this way, must be that way..."

FINE.

I guess it time to stop trying so hard.

Come.. Relak one corner with me. :)

Geri is STILL Grouchy

Was looking through a blog which Ron passed the link to me the other day..

She's a local girl and super CHIO.

I feel so miserable.

It made me wonder... Wat the hell am I doing putting my stupid ugly face on the internet and telling my stupid lame life stories for the world to see and read?!

She should. She's pretty. Even I cant stop drooling.

Im sorry I cant put the link up here for u guys.. coz i dun think it would be right. Ask me privately and I will give u the link...

Sigh.

Grouchy. Miserable. Whiny.

Its so hard to love me.

I should quit.

Geri The Grouch

I'm Grouchy.

Just got back from Frankfurt... And I haven't slept in over 24hours. And its not from a lack of trying.. sigh.

Singapore is so hazy... The PSI was 130 this morning when I got home... I was so shocked. The acrid smoke smell in the air... gosh.

It was SO bad that even my bathroom looked hazy when I stepped in to take a shower this morn..

Ironically though, as we looked out the window from the plane, it looked so "nice". Like as though it was winter.. haha.

We wish. ;p

But Frankfurt weather was really very nice. Lovely Autumn weather.

Managed to get my winter clothes there. *grinz*

Really very pleased with my purchases :)

I got Birkies too! Limited edition ones u know! hehe ;p I know its Angie who actually mentioned about this particular bling design to me and she tot it was nice.. but sorry girl. They only had it in MY size. ;p

Well, anyway i got you a nice pair too. :)

My mum liked Angie's Birkies so much, I have instructions to get a pair for her on my next trip.

I'm always left with instructions to buy stuff.

I feel so used. ;p



Pretty scenes at a Frankfurt market...


One long banana nestled in a warm, moist pocket... hehehe. Its a yummy nutella crepe with one whole banana! Delicious! *chomp*


Geri's Autumn/Winter Collection 2006. *nyaks* ;p


My Birkies! I love bling.


And I love fall...

I just guzzled on alittle Choya.

Please God let me sleep.

Those Kodak Moments

I know I go on and on gushing about Joshua.. but really.. he is such a sweetie.

He kept feeding me french fries at Mac's yesterday... and even if it were those tiny, squashed, mushy bits of fries he squeezed between his fingers, i gladly accepted (though with a cringe).

I love him to bits.


I love this photo! We should submit this for a Macdonald's Ad... ;P


The little minx! And we didn't even teach him how to do it..

Oh! and my Mum, the Queen of Corn(iness) strikes again!

My Aunt Julie had very recently gone for an ear surgery to repair her damaged ear drum. And just the other day was her birthday, so my Mother sent her and sms saying, "Happy Birthday! And Happy New Ear!"

Warrgh!

But I really thought it was a good one though. ;)

Stuck in my head...

The words just keep playing in my mind...

You think your days are uneventful
And no one ever thinks about you
She goes her own way
She goes her own way

You think your days are ordinary
And no one ever thinks about you
But we are all the same
She can hardly breathe without you…

Get. Out. Of. My. Head.

Argh.