Snap!

I have no bloody idea why they make neoprint machines react so quickly before anybody has the chance to strike a decent post? I mean dishing out $12 for an A5 piece of sticker, they can at least give us non-Japanese speaking people some time to decipher (guess) the instructions OR maybe it's time to be a little less nationalistic and adopt a more universal language like English?

Complaints aside, I do rather like the "adrenaline rush" each time we enter the little capsule where 5 pairs of eyes stay fixated on a measly small screen and 5 mouths flash their pearly whites (it seems that the majority of us have gone through some form of orthodontic correction!)

And have you noticed what I call the "eye-liner effect"? See, because neoprints are for people who generally like to act cute (big eyes = cuter), our peppers are automatically eyelined in EVERY shot! Not that I'm complaining.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TR!

Here's your surprise!

And your kisses!

And your wishes!

And more surprises!

Perks!

The one thing I took away from the Microsoft 2007 Training Programme last Friday night is how imperative staff welfare is for an office of happy working people.

By staff welfare, I don't mean more $$$ by the smaller tangibles and intangibles that help ameliorate working life.

The pantry (yes it all boils down to food!) at the Microsoft office is a dream. Based on an open concept, it stretches along full length windows facing the Marina barrage, the skyline, the Esplanade and the Flyer. I can almost hear the collective "Oooh" when everyone glimpsed the night view. And I felt better already merely by positioning myself by one of the windows.

Cosy groups of tables, chairs and couches line the windows, a convenient walk from the coffee machine, biscuits and drinks larder. I was impressed by their "green" efforts when I saw 3 recycling bins strategically placed beside the coffee machine.

My mood elevated for the second time when I saw the array of drinks in the the glass-door refrigerator - those that you commonly see at mama shops and drink stalls. The only difference now is I can fish a packet/can out without paying!

Lomoed

I recall blogging about that night as one of the nicest times I had with friends. "Nicest" in the sense that I was doing something different and it exceeded my expectations. Being so sua ku I remember thinking how "bohemian" (somewhat inappropriate word) it was to be on the rooftop of YMCA listening to a makeshift band and sipping Oreo shakes.

I realised I'm a person who needs occasional novel experiences or I'll end up a dead fish.

Adding to the "bohemian-ness" of the night, Eleta's friend brought a kitschy plastic camera (which I now know to be a Lomo-cam). I was puzzled by the weird behaviour of her friend who was waving the camera around in funny directions (further evidence of my sua ku-ness) to "draw pictures with light."

Here are the pictures drawn with light:

Who?

I'm not a big fan of soft toys (Neddy's an exception cos he's Thumbelina sized) but boxer-clad BEAREMY is stuffed perfectly for bear hugs and lots of rough and tumble cuddles.