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2. Stand mixer. My dream is to own a RED (so gorgeous, the colour!) KitchenAid but it costs two bombs.
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Tuesday, September 02, 2014

unbelievable / resignation

Advocating feminism (i.e., social, political and economic equality for all genders, as in male and female and everything in between and outside the binary) aka EQUALITY for everybardy

and get told it's a bit "much".

It's a bit much to advocate for equality of representation and no gender bullshit and no gendered bullshit.

Okay can.

For once, to keep hearing FEMALE GOOD is so jarring right. This is PRECISELY the problem. Stop treating males as the de facto good!

Just curious, this is the year 2014 right?

Wake me up when we are no longer living in a patriarchal world where males don't understand the privilege they get by just being MALE.

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11:30 PM

Saturday, August 30, 2014


Went to Chinatown yesterday to see the beautiful lights and lanterns and eeeee the flowers were so pretty. I thought about just using words and no pictures and thought aiya why not and so decided to include aforesaid pretty flowers. You're welcome.

Favourite picture of the night.

Before this photo, I was waiting for the crowd to clear. I've taken this type of pictures many times and I know how to aim fast and click. I said to J, "Don't worry, I'll be snappy." AND LAUGHED SO HARD AT MY OWN SUPER DID NOT INTEND TO PUN PUN THAT I REALISED WAS A PUN ONLY AT THE MOMENT I SAID IT. *pats self on back*

Then it started pouring and it was so pretty but kuakuakua my camera hit the max number it can store the images by i.e., it was up to the number 9999 already and it didn't let me take any more pictures until I formatted the card. AIYA THE RAIN SO PRETTY ALSO YOU KNOW. *sobs*

Pretty flowers, impromptu pun, happy ruiqi.

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2:03 PM

Monday, August 25, 2014


Last Thursday, I brought E my Russian friend (he's my first foreign friend, wooo!) and A along to watch a getai show which Big Uncle's wife was the MC. Of course must pick her right, what for go to the rest. Ha.

E and I met first for dinner, then met A at the venue.

We stayed about an hour, because we still planned to go for supper and then I needed to wake up at 7am in time for a 9am meeting in school the day after.

Rojak, oyster omelette, fruits and cheng tng for supper! Met my uncle and aunt again at the supper place heh. She was calling me 美女 for so many times, I heard but didn't answer because um why would I look up? Hur.

Anyway, rather the main point of this was what happened on Saturday. J asked me about going for a getai show and I was wondering how come she knew. She said Big Uncle "reported" (her words not mine) it, and had asked Empress whether the Russian guy was my ta por peng you (male friend, but in this instance, specifically, boyfriend) HAAA. Empress just replied, yes it's ta por peng you in the male friend way. I asked J how come Big Uncle didn't think about the OTHER ta por peng you who was also there. Empress said cuz he thinks you may be an SPG.


For the record, all of us are not available, and separately consorting with other people. Hurrr. (P.S. Author Maureen Johnson is the one from whom I'm adapting my use of 'consort' heh.)


Day 4 of New Mexico updated! Sorry I'm taking such a while. - Day 4: pretty lights and clouds

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Sunday, August 17, 2014

do all the things

Hello there.

I realise I left my last post angsty. Still angsty, not to worry, that's a constant. Hur. But then again I am good at living in denial.

Also, this week I was mainly in school because I needed to Get Things Done and at home all I do is eat/nap/Twitter/Tumblr. In school I do work/Twitter/Tumblr/drink kopi-o that increased by 10 cents to 70 cents but still powerful to make me FEEL LIKE I CAN DO ALLLLL THE THINGS AND SO I DO ALLLLL THE THINGS.

The New Mexico posts are still coming, I do still want to upload them. Although it's BEEN A MONTH! AH! Time flies when you have fun.

Shall watch the rally and upload photos!

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Friday, August 08, 2014

H is for...

- H, whom I feel vair Happy (there's another H word) for ;) but also who is the only one who can empathise and therefore is the only person so far to know, and might remain as that hur.

- Home, where my feelings suddenly become angsty due to having had time to mull over what's said and dig up all my past arguments for my stand. Much like how Elizabeth Bennet in Pride and Prejudice was much more in Control of her thoughts and feelings when facing Lady Catherine at home than elsewhere.

- Hope. When I was young, I read Pandora's Box and believed it was real HA. Young ruiqi thought that there was this stubborn little girl who opened the very box she was explicitly told Not to Open. And all the Hate, Jealousy, Anger, basically all the Bad things came out. She was overwhelmed and wanted to close the box immediately. Just before she did, she heard a tiny little thing call out to let her out before she closed it. And this little tiny thing was Hope. The minute Hope was let out, all the big bad things seemed less Big and Bad and were more manageable. Moral of the story is: have hope.

Yea but what if you don't think there's any hope left?

And apparently, what I'm doing is for the hugest L word there is such that there are a gazillion songs and movies covering mostly the romantic aspect over all other forms, so much so that everyone is taught that your only purpose in Life (the other but less important L word) is to find: romantic Love. Where I will have to suspend my disbelief of another's belief to allow that other's belief to rule over my offspring, so it/they has/have to be brought up believing in an archaic and inconsistent constitution. (Example of archaic: where there is a distinct hunter/gatherer mentality with regards to man/woman, and also which conflates sexuality with what kind of genitals you are born with. Which is related to inconsistent: that preaches love for thy neighbour, unless the neighbour happens not to be heterosexual, because EVERYONE is born heterosexual regardless of race/language/skin colour/skin type and to be otherwise is to be KIDDING YOURSELF AND OTHERS and A GREAT SIN, in which case you are condemned to hell.)

- How quaint.


I think I would consider myself a cynical optimist. Ha.

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2:26 PM

Tuesday, August 05, 2014

boarding pass

This is going to be a rant about boarding passes.

Specifically, the claims process should a trip be sponsored.

I am thankful that I got accepted for the conference funding for the recent conference I went.

But what is required is the submission of the original boarding passes.

Chooruiqi is the most sentimental person in the world and keeps everything and the kitchen sink. She does not want to part with them, ever.

So she thought of photocopying it and then having the claims person verify that it's the original copies (oxymoron much?).

Nooooooo, Finance needs the original copy.

Okay so how about after Finance is done with it can I please have them back?

Nooooooo, once it's given to them it's gone forever.

Probably literally too. Surely the boarding passes will fade right? Which means they have to make a copy of them beforehand right? WHICH MEANS THEY COULD HAVE JUST ACCEPTED MY VERIFIED ORIGINAL COPIES RIGHT?

Empress' most convincing argument was that they need it for the auditors and also that to ensure that you don't claim from multiple sources.

But no, I've found a counter-argument: it's 2014 now, there is the option of a MOBILE PHONE BOARDING PASS HALLOOO. Some dude in front of me just basically scanned his phone at the Houston boarding gate! So I'm supposed to give you my phone?! No right? For those mobile boarding passes I would just have to print out a copy of the code which is the only important thing on that piece of paper anyway right?!

Or are you going to tell me that those with mobile boarding passes then cannot submit a claim?! Ridiculous! Everything is virtual and online now, the law needs to keep up yo!

Meanwhile, I'll be over here staring at my beloved boarding passes and taking a bajillion pictures of them and scanning every inch of them with the highest quality my scanner can master.

Goodbye, children.

This post is filed under: #firstworldproblems

(Still more New Mexico picture posts coming up, Day 4's photos have already been uploaded!)

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11:16 PM

Sunday, August 03, 2014

ha ha ha

Empress told the brother to look for McVitie's digestive biscuits at the supermarket.

We found why: there was a novelty London bus collectible.

The minute I saw it, I went, I WANT!!! The buses were pretty!!

Empress: Ya, I'm getting two. One for each of you.

I look down to see that they are piggy bank buses.

And immediately understood. I was trying to communicate telepathically with the brother, but knew he was clueless.

When she walked away, I told him, by the way, these are for our respective firstborn each.

He started laughing.

B: Oh man, I totally did not get that.
R: Yep, I know.
B: More likely you first la huh, you got a four-year headstart. Is that a hint or what. So, how's things?

*wipes tears from eyes* Ah.


Yesterday I had a supremely fun Saturday afternoon shopping with J, the first time in our 20+ years of existence. She is a DAMN GOOD companion to be with, her eyes have scanned everythinggggg before I even see anything. And once I tell her what I'm looking for, she helps me find them immediately. AH.

Also it was a hilarious Saturday with most of the cousins back home. Wah we are a relatively well-travelled bunch ah. Haha.

Saturdays <3

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Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❀ RUIQI ★♥♦♣♠


The name is Rui Qi (pronounced 'Ray Chee', 'q' has a ch- sound like that in 'chair'). But I have also heard enough manglings of my name to respond to anything that you may wish to call, so you're in luck there.

Has a "lively playful disposition that delight[s] in anything ridiculous", wants to be a "beautiful little fool".

Introductory posts you may wish to read first: #1; #2

The past me decided on this childish name of a blog link, the present me is slightly regretful but is still a sentimental mess.

Don't take what I say at face value, don't read too much into things, either. If you read Chinese, 不要对号入座也别胡思乱想.

I am an agnostic/non-theist.

"Before you assume, learn the facts. Before you judge, understand why. Before you hurt someone, feel. Before you speak, think."

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JAPAN 2011

6 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #1
6 July 2011 Day 1: the start of the matcha float obsession
7 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #2
7 July 2011 Day 2: of places not worth going
8 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #3
8 July 2011 Day 3: the love/hate relationship with the word 押
9 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #4
9 July 2011 Day 4: of the well water I should not have drunk
10 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #5
10 July 2011 Day 5: burnt and fried
11 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #6
11 July 2011 Day 6: royalty, gold and luck
12 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #7
12 July 2011 Day 7: of 散心 and a lot of writing
13 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #8
13 July 2011 Day 8: of deer and drama
14 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #9
14 July 2011 Day 9: distinctively Japanese
15 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #10
15 July 2011 Day 10: vermillion and socially awkwardness
16 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #11
16 July 2011 Day 11: speed
17 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #12
17 July 2011 Day 12: red-faced, distress and weri cute xiong mao
18 July 2011 Nippon nuggets #13
18 July 2011 Day 13: Idontwannagohome!
19 July 2011 Day 14: sayonara sakura



Being slightly narcissistic here, but these are the blog entries I like/you should read.

The Hot Girl's Defense
one setting, two stories
flowers make me happy :)
how NOT to make an origami Eevee
botak pantai
the alternate marriage vow
the wisest words are said by children
family ♡♡♡
now the holly bears a berry
a decade on...
yukata FTW
toadally awesome
of sexting and pick-up lines
of vlogging and blogging
"you're going to scald your baby next time"
the sociological perspective
letting go
no work and all play
seeking perfection
save the day
the joys of driving
of quotes and thoughts
killjoy + joy
the send-off + outtakes
stream of consciousness x 7
balloons love
celebrities galore
to come up with marvellous ideas, eat duck rice
of music and lyrics PR
Carmen - the epitome of feminism
mind your grammar, please
tres amusing
let nature take its course
sunshine after the rain
it's up to the Powerpuff Girls to save the day!
the perks/perils of black stockings
"endearing hug"
thinking deep thoughts
convincing writing like never before
lost in translation
drink drank drunk
you believe because you believe
"love never dies"
they deserve a post to themselves
must be the funnest recess/exam week ever
this should have been highlight of the year too, I killed a cockroach! - cooking/screaming up a storm
it actually deserves an update, but here's letter to my 16-year-old self
privacy in the online world? forget it
word of the day: exposure
maybe we should get back, to the old days
of blogging
happy birthday, you inanimate thing


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