Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Pitter Patter Potter Putter Petter

It hasn't rained at night for a very long time. Not that I'm aware of, at least. And becos of the pitter patter of raindrops, I'm inspired to pitter patter away on my keyboard. I love the feel of the cool breeze which the rain brings. And while everyone is scurrying to close their windows, I hasten to open mine. An irony in itself considering how I always like to keep it closed.

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A month back, I was invited to watch a comedy by Moliere, one of France's most celebrated playwrights. The play, entitled The Hypochondriac, revolves around a person who suffers from a mental illness and thinks he's always sick. The story goes that this 'sick' man tries to force his daughter to marry a doctor so that he can have all the free medical supplies he needs. Obviously, like all great love stories, she's in love with someone else. That's the bare nutshell I shall provide. But what impressed me most about the 2 hour 20 minute play was how absolutely talented the actors were. And we're not talking about the veterans here. The names of the young local cast members were foreign, but their performances were engaging and praiseworthy. I must admit that I never thought I'd see such talents in tiny S'pore. They spoke fluently, acted convincingly, and even sang pitch-perfectly. I'm impressed, and it certainly won't be my last time watching a local production. If budget allows, that is.

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I did something uncharacteristic of me two weeks ago. I dated my dad. Jio-ed him to watch Indiana Jones one evening while my mum was at work. The company was great but I can't say the same about the movie. Ok, it's probably just me being picky. Not a fan of the old-fashioned cowboy stuff. Well, my dad said that it was very nice no...so I shall not argue. The movie treat was meant for him anyway. P.S - Don't tell my mother...

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Last Friday, I become Gambler Jo. Sorta. Attended a press event at the Kranji Turf Club and stayed on to watch an evening horse race. After observing for two rounds (and trying to figure out the punter booklet), I decided to bet on two horses - just for the fun of it. Turned out one of the horses I picked came in top three, so I won myself $9 (but I paid $10 for both horses). This game is fun, thought Jo, so she picked two new horses and betted on the next race. And as (the lack of) luck would have it, neither one of the horses were fast runners. So I decided to leave the place packed with ah-peks, missing $11 from my wallet, and gaining a new experience in the world of horse racing. Then I hurried home for another form of gambling - mahjong, which turned out to be an overnight affair ending at 5am. This time, I lost $1. An utter waste of time and a full night's rest.

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I hung out with two good friends on Sat evening and we made our way to Max Brenner's Chocolate Bar at the Esplanade. I'm not usually an excessively chocolaty person, but after that night, I really should thank my wise friend for bringing me there. I ordered a Venezuela Dark Chocolate drink, which was freakinyummylicious. And I love the huggable mug it came in. The waitress who brought us our fondue accidentally dropped one of the marshmallows on the table and she returned with five fresh ones. So sweet.

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Ok, getting sleepy. Pls check out philanthropicjo. There are some new items on sale (and there'll be more coming in the next week). For those who have been regular visitors and buyers, thank you for your support. You should be pleased to know that the $70 raised so far has been donated to Acts 29. I will show you the receipt once I get it.

Good night world.

Posted by Jo at 11:38 PM