What is your most treasured memory?

HMMM.

I have been thinking about this for quite a while [ok, by a while, I mean since I wrote that last post in July.] I still don’t know what my most treasured memory is. And it’s not because I don’t have one ok? I think I have too many so I can’t figure out which one is most treasured. I also have a very good memory so it’s really hard for me to narrow down. In no particular order, here are the few that come to mind.

When jet proposed – HAHAHHAHA he pretended to tie his shoelace and I was caught off guard resulting in me saying. OK. and because I took too long, he started yelling that I should hurry the hell up cause it was getting painful to kneel on granite. HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAH

when we brought either of the cats home. esp Melvin – For the first time in my life,I was fully responsible for another’s!

when I got passed my mandarin at O levels! much jumping for joy over the surprise grade. HAHAHA

the first time we travelled to Japan – Everything was amazing and I couldn’t get over how pretty the cherry blossoms were

the first time we went scuba diving -Just that feeling of the calmness of the sea on my face and being fully submerged in the water – totally amazing

the many sail trips we went on – including the big storm we faced one night which ripped the shelter we had on board. Clinging on for dear life describes this quite aptly

the shenanigans we got up to in school with my merry band of friends without going into details, rando light saber paper fights and cartwheels involved.

the wedding – AKA the biggest party I ever threw!

Our first zouk out together  – dancing in the rain till the sun came out

Our last zouk out in 2015 – where took the day off to nap and sat on the sand to listen to the acts cause we were tired.

I think I’m pretty lucky, too many good ones to pick from. Incidentally, today is our 6th wedding anniversary*. So here’s a photo of us 6 years after our really awesome party. May we always have too many good memories to pick our most treasured one. whatsapp-image-2016-10-16-at-13-51-40

*as usual, we forgot and Jet could not remember how many years we’ve been married. lucky we have the mother to remind us about things like this. 

This is part of my on-going mini project to answer all 36 questions that would apparently accelerate intimacy between two strangers by asking a specific series of personal questions. I’m just doing this as a writing exercise and answering one each Sunday. 


What is the greatest accomplishment of your life?

silly as it sounds, it’s adopting Mao and having him come out of his shell.

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draw me like one of your french girls

If you’ve read my earlier posts (here and here) on what he was like when we first got him, you’ll understand how incredibly hard it was for us and him for the first couple of months. We barely got any sleep, melvin lost a tooth and no one was happy. And then you have him now, 2.5 yrs later, less fearful (less but he’s still a fraidy cat) and asking for attention, demanding for food, cuddling with me or jet and even playing with melvin when it suits him (he is, at the end of a day, a cat).

 

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Is that fud?

This year, he’s started to hang out with me more and just chill with me in the mornings while I do work in the living room and even occasionally giving me a head bump to ask for attention.

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FUD?

And just two nights ago, I had some friends come over and he didn’t immediately run off which is such a big milestone for us. he hissed but he stayed where he was. And even after he walked off (not ran), he came back to observe us. It’s been almost 3 years since we’ve adopted him and I am so proud of how far he’s come.

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#oldmanmao

 

This is part of my on-going mini project to answer all 36 questions that would apparently accelerate intimacy between two strangers by asking a specific series of personal questions. I’m just doing this as a writing exercise and answering one each Sunday. 


For what in your life do you feel most grateful?

For what in your life do you feel most grateful?

my family (this includes the 4 legged ones)

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au-chew family photo taken during Christmas 2015

have tried to make a conscious effort to spend more time with the family in the last couple of months, cause at the end of the day, they are what matters most.

mom single-handedly raised me and has been a great role model of fearlessness and independence.

jet has got to be the most patient person on this earth to put up with all my idiosyncrasies.

and the maos shown me what unconditional love is. no matter what we do (intentional or not) like feed them late, poke them, hug them when they don’t want to be hugged, they still love us inspite / despite it all. hahaha.

This is part of my on-going mini project to answer all 36 questions that would apparently accelerate intimacy between two strangers by asking a specific series of personal questions. I’m just doing this as a writing exercise and answer one each Sunday.


Name three things you and your partner appear to have in common.

Name three things you and your partner appear to have in common.

1. Our love of clubbing and trance music.

although he prefers more break beats style and i prefer ah beng trashy trance. hahaha. #guiltypleasure. We bonded our love for a  (at that time)  not well known dj when we first met (while clubbing ha!) and the rest as they say, is history.

we went to our first zouk out in 2005 and here we are again 10 yrs later. HAHAHAH.

 

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zouk out 2016.. we’ve come a long way baby

2. The love of traveling.

I think this stems more the need to  get away from the world than the actual need to wander.

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We took a really long walk to take this photo. 

 

Here we are at Annapurna Base Camp in Nepal a couple of years back. It was tiring AF but the view was worth it. That and the food. I swear I put on weight during this holiday. zzzz.

All our holidays generally involve going to some where with lots of nature / off the beaten path type cause we don’t really like people. And even in urban areas like Tokyo or Hong Kong, we still try to go to the parks or take day trips out to escape. We also try to do at least one dive trip a year, it’s nice to literally submerge yourself in the escape.

Actually, now that I’m looking at our travel photos again, I’ve realised it’s either we’re on a

  1. Trek / Mountain
  2. Temple / Shrine
  3. Diving
  4. In a museum / art gallery
  5. Eating (or drinking)

There are seriously so many photos of us eating. WELL.

3. And lastly, maos. even though he will never admit it, we love the maos very much. [OK FINE. Jet is saying this not a thing we have in common. so i guess the next thing we have in common]

3. our love for zombie related stuff.

From zombie shows like 28 days later to zombie games, and even to dressing up like zombies for zombie walks (ok fine that’s just me and he comes along to take photos). We absolutely love it. Rumour has it that the day we ROMed, the au-chews wanted to go a LAN shop to play left for dead. HAHAHHA.

 

zombie wedding

#auchewwedding

 

Here we are on our wedding day. MUAHAHAHHA.

This is part of my on-going mini project to answer all 36 questions that would apparently accelerate intimacy between two strangers by asking a specific series of personal questions. I’m just doing this as a writing exercise and answer one each Sunday.

 


If you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the mind or body of a 30-year-old for the last 60 years of your life, which would you want?

HMM.

 

this took a while for me to realise this but I’d prefer a body of a 30 yr old than a mind of a 30 yr old. It would be nice to recover faster from injury or even just a hard day at the studio or gym. I’ve started to feel my age more and more after turning 30 and while I like being who I am / become at this age, I would really like to have the energy I had in my 20s. Trust me, there is definitely a difference.

[also this post is a week late cause life got in the way last week]

This is part of my on-going mini project to answer all 36 questions that would apparently accelerate intimacy between two strangers by asking a specific series of personal questions. I’m just doing this as a writing exercise and answer one each Sunday.

 [incidentally, this blog is 8 yrs old today! omg. happy anniversary me!]

When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else?

When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else

I feel I need to preface this by saying, I sing all the time. I try to sing to Jet but he tends to walk away very quickly. I don’t know why. My singing is awesome. So when I can’t sing to him I sing to the cats. They seem to like it. well at least they don’t run away. HUR HUR HUR.

I also can’t remember lyrics for the life of me, so my singing is usually illed with HMMM HMMM and trail-offs. I also make up my own songs to sing to the cats. They try to drown me out by meowing back sing along.

What I last sang?

These days by Take That. It came on the radio or whatever Jet was listening to in the morning and I just hopped around singing it at home.


To someone else?

Hooked on a feeling by Blue Swede. Jet started humming and I decided to amplify it for everyone else as we were walking home. that could explain the recent rain we’ve been getting. HAHAHHA

This is part of my on-going mini project to answer all 36 questions that would apparently accelerate intimacy between two strangers by asking a specific series of personal questions. I’m just doing this as a writing exercise and answer one each Sunday.


Where Mel meets Mao

After we said yes to Mao coming, we started the standard cat arrival prep. set aside litter box in his room, beds, mats, water bowl, food etc and kept telling melvin he was to expect an older brother soon.

We did everything you were supposed to do, when mao finally arrived, we had them bring him in directly to the room and shut the door. While melvin was thrown into another room so he wouldn’t see him coming in. His old family passed over his old bed, carrier, some toys and food / litter etc and just like that, we became parents to another cat.

Now the introducing of Mao to Melvin and vice versa was one of the toughest things I’ve had to do. First couple of days, we kept Mao in his room so he could just get used to his new home. In fact, I spent most of the first week just sitting in the room with him, reading, sleeping and just ignoring him to get him used to our smell. During this time, Mao was still afraid of everything including us and would constantly run from us to hide or hiss.

Unfortunately, Melvin was also not the least bit happy that there was a new cat in the house and kept posturing outside the room and meowing. I’ve never heard him get so mad at anything before and kept having to reassure him.

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unhappy cat is unhappy

After Mao seemed somewhat less afraid of us, we moved on to site swopping in weeks 2 and 3. What this means is that you swop cats and play with them in each other’s area. So Melvin got to into Mao’s room and Mao got the run of the house for a while. It did not really go well, cause Mao kept trying to hide. and Melvin was just distracted by the fact that there was a cat outside the room. During the first week, there was still almost no improvement. Between the meowing, hissing and worrying about both cats, it almost felt like we had a newborn in the house as we were getting up constantly to hush Melvin and got very little sleep.

In week three, there seemed to be some improvement. Melvin stopped trying to attack Mao and Mao was hissing less. In our sleep deprived state, we thought this was the breakthrough we were looking for and decided to let the cats have the run of the house for one night.

WE THOUGHT WRONG. We woke up to screaming cat sounds and a loud THUD sound and Melvin looking like this.

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boh gay boy

YAR MY STUPID BOY LOST A TOOTH. And you know what, he was probably the one lunging at Mao and either due to clumsiness ran into a wall or just Mao’s sheer size couldn’t actually bite him and lost his tooth in the process [I swear that cat is built like a truck with elephant or hippo hide].

The morning ended in tears on my end and apologising to Mel for not realising he wasn’t ready for it and calling the vet & my good friend Jenny, who came readily at 7 plus to pick the cats up to go to the vets for a check up.

True enough, Melvin had to go for dental surgery to remove the tooth but Mao was perferctly fine. 700 bucks later, everyone was back to at home shaken up but ok.