Archive for January 2008

Cooking Wonton with DK

OK, I know this CP Shrimp Wonton has been out in the market for very long. But the mountain tortise me only tried it for the first time last sunday. I was hungry in the afternoon and was hunting for food in my fridge when I saw this in the freezer. Perfect food for a cold rainy afternoon.

I knew cooking this wonton is easy, but I didn’t expect it to be THIS easy. Just boil water, pour the powder for soup base, put the Wonton in, wait 3 minutes and you have a bowl of hot wonton.

It is that simple. There is another version which is like cup noodles. All you need is to pour hot water into the bowl of wonton. Imagine, no pot and bowl to wash after eating. Perfect for a cold lazy afternoon.

If DK can cook, so can you!

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Sleeping disorder

I think I’m having some sleeping disorder.

I sleep at around 2:30 to 3am everyday. Not that I don’t want to sleep earlier, but I don’t feel sleepy at night. And since I’m sleeping late, I usually wake up late for work too. I need to wake up at around 7am each day. But I end up waking up at as late as 8:30am. (I start work at 8:30am) That explains that big stack of taxi receipt in my drawer. And no, I can’t claim taxi fare for being late in the morning.

The thing is, I’m usually sleepy in the morning and early afternoon. But I become awake in the late afternoon and night time. You must be wondering how did I survive with 4 hours of sleep each day. Well, I slept for 8 to 10 hours during weekends. Which I think make up for the lost sleep during the weekdays.

I keep waking up late lately. It is so bad that I have to set 2 alarm clock, 1 handphone and 1 radio to wake me up today. And it almost didn’t work until Class 95 decided to play a song by Spice Gals. Yes, their horrible music woke me up today. I doubt they will be playing Spice Gals again tomorrow morning. What am I going to do?

Do I need to seek medical attention?

Complaints choir cannot complain

What’s not expressly permitted is prohibited. Well, this is very true for The Singapore Complaints Choir who were told that foreign members aren’t allowed to sing.

A choir that planned to sing a list of complaints about life in Singapore cancelled its performances after the city-state banned its foreign members from singing, organisers said on Saturday.

Singapore’s Media Development Authority said the license was conditional because the lyrics touched on “domestic affairs” and it preferred only Singaporeans take part.

Read more about the complants choir here.

Well, looks like they got 1 more line to add to their complain song. This is indeed uniquely Singapore. Perhaps that is why the arts scene never really took off even when we got a nice looking durian building.

I don’t want to go into debating what is right and what is wrong. But I just want to point out something which the police and government still doesn’t understand. You can stop them from performing in public, but you can’t stop the sound from spreading in the internet.

For those who missed the performance, here is the youtube video. Enjoy.

The Complaints Choir Singapore

We get fined for almost anything
Drivers won’t give chance when you want to change lane
The indoors are cold, the outdoors are hot;
And the humid air, it wrecks my hair
Those answering machines always make you hold
Only to hang up on you

When a pregnant lady gets on the train
Everyone pretends to be asleep
I’m stuck with my parents till I’m 35
Cause I can’t apply for HDB
We don’t recycle any plastic bags
But we purify our pee

*chorus:
What’s wrong with Singapore?
Losing always makes me feel so sore
Cause if you’re not the best
Then you’re just one of the rest

My oh my Singapore
What exactly are we voting for?
What’s not expressly permitted
is prohibited

“Ooh”

When I’m hungry at the food court, I see
People chope seats with their tissue paper
To the auntie staying upstairs:
Your laundry’s dripping on my bed sheets
Please don’t squat on the toilet seats
And don’t clip your nails on MRT

Stray cats get into noisy affairs
At night my neighbor makes weird animal sounds
People put on fake accents to sound posh
And queue up 3 hours for donuts
Will I ever live till eighty five
to collect CPF?

*chorus

Singaporeans too kiasu! (so scared to lose)
Singaporeans too kiasi! (so scared to die)
Singaporeans too kiabor! (scared of their wives)
Maybe we’re just too stressed out! (even the kids)

“Ooh”

Old National Library was replaced by an ugly tunnel
Singaporean men can’t take independent women
People blow their nose into the swimming pool (and pee too)
And fall asleep on my shoulder in the train

Singapore’s national bird is the crane (the one with yellow steel girders)
Real estate agents’ leaflets clogging up my mailbox (en bloc, en bloc, en bloc, en bloc)
Why can’t we be buried when we die?
No one wants to climb Bukit Timah with me

*chorus

There are not enough public holidays
My neighbor sings KTV all night
Wedding dinners never start on time
My hair is always cut shorter than I want
Channel 5 commercials are way too long
Why do men turn bald?

At first it was to speak more mandarin
Then it was to speak proper English
What’s wrong with my powderful Singlish?

People sit down during rock concerts
We have to pay for tap water at restaurants
ERP gantries are everywhere
But I can still see traffic jams on the road
All the bus stops have tilted benches
Cannot access playboy.com

*chorus

Sick

Went to see the doctor today. Flu and sore throat.

But sometimes I wonder is it my body that is sick, or am I just sick of everything that is happening?

Itchy hand me

The itchy hand me went to upgrade my iPod touch firmware to 1.1.3.

Yeap, that 1.1.3. You can tell the difference from the dock. At first I thought it would be easy to roll back to 1.1.1 and re-jail break my iPod touch. I was so so so wrong. The 1.1.2 way of downgrading to 1.1.1 doesn’t work anymore for 1.1.3. You need another method. After trying out several times, I finally found a very easy method here.

Here is a good reference for iPod touch jailbreaking.

DK ah DK…. don’t hand itchy again lah.