Taketh Presente Photographes

to zer0: i wouldn't call the randomly decorated cakes at Cosafe "exquisite culinary art", especially if i was the one making it.

i don't understand just why some people (women in particular) take pleasure in taking pictures of their food. come on, it's just food, you're going to eat it and it's going to come out from your behind and would you take a picture of THAT? when a dish comes up to that person, she would whip out her camera or handphone and take a picture of the dish. and i've seen this behaviour since secondary school, not only in my classmates but in other customers in the restaurants i've been to.

it's just FOOD!!! no point being sentimental about FOOD!!! the only reason i'd take a picture of my food is when i spot a cockroach in it and i want to report it with proof. but no, i see tons and tons of blogs with pictures of food and captions like, "oh, i ate this today!" like as if WE CARE. okay, maybe some people care what this particular person ate, since i see a whole lot of blogs of which their owners chronicle their lives to minute detail, e.g. "today i woke up at 6 am, so damn early, brushed my teeth and while brushing my teeth i heard my parents waking up. grabbed a slice of bread to eat on the way, but wasted some time deciding which shoes to wear. in the end i chose the red converse sneakers with white laces, blah blah blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah..." but now, you have pictures of what they ate!!!

i shall try to rationalize their actions. is it, by taking a picture of their food, it would recapture the memory of eating it? that, when they are stuck cold and starving, trapped under tons of rubble in the case of a terrorist attack, they can whip out their handphones and look at the pictures and recall the time they had chicken chop at Marche? and by remembering the feeling of eating, it would satiate them and fill them with the strength to survive?

NO!!

anyway enough ranting. talking about pictures, i have some pictures that's not of food to share. it's CNY 2007 in malaysia. yes, i spent the eve and the first half of the first day in malaysia, cos my paternal grandparents lived there. it was boring, and i spent most of the time sleeping. but while i wasn't sleeping, there were some pictures taken of me. here are some of them.

ending the previous year with a vigorous yuri-themed gropefest.

the only picture of my mother she consented me to put up, because this was the only flattering shot of her. we look alike, don't we?

my cousin Canny on the right. ever since she went to KL to study we hardly see her (except on CNY). it's not that i'm taller than her. i'm just standing on the curb.

S Club 6. meaning, Singles Club 6. from left, Irene, me, Maddy, Canny, Jake and GH. Jake's my brother. it's not a flattering shot of him. whoever took this picture didn't have a steady hand. anyway, why we're called S Club 6 is because we're the unattached and unmarried of our generation (not including the under-18s).

shortly after this picture was taken, i went back to Singapore.

it felt good to be back in civilization.