Wishing you...

A very MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR, everyone!

Eraser stamps

Three posts in one day?! I must be making an improvement! Or somebody is being neglected... My husband is clearing his annual leave entitlement so he's home to take over from me in our little 'entertainment' business. Entertaining our daughter, of course.

So let me show you what I've been up to lately. A new hobby, that is.

What! A new hobby? you say. Whatever happened to gocco? WELL... that's been put on hold for the time being... until I install Illustrator CS3 on my computer, and that will have to wait until I get my new laptop which will only come in February next year. My current pc looks set to retire soon and I don't wish to expedite it by installing a heavyweight like Illustrator. Ah, that reminds me. I better backup all my files before that happens.

Ok. My new hobby.

Eraser stamps. Or keshigomu hanko, in Japanese.


It's basically carving your own rubber stamps out of erasers. Yup, that white rubbery thing you use so much in primary school. I carved them using lino cutters and pen knife. I'm pretty happy with the results. I just wished I could get bigger erasers to carve bigger images. Big is beautiful, I say. Leslie from good-ness is helping me check out the sources and pricing, and I'm keeping my fingers crossed so that it won't cost so much.

If you're lucky, you might even get to see one of these babies in your Christmas card this year *wink*.

Childhood dish #1

I've decided to start recording the dishes I loved as a child, and as a grown-up. Ooo... have I just declared to the whole wide world that I'm a grown-up? Scary word, huh.

Anyway, this is childhood dish #1 - "Chai poh egg"


It's basically fried eggs with chai poh (dried radish). In Singapore we can get chai poh in supermarkets and wet markets. They usually come in humble plastic packs, all chopped into tiny pieces and ready to wash and cook. Add them into your eggs, whisk it a little and fry. You can add some salt or soy sauce if you want. It's as simple as that. And it's so yummy! It's definitely my number one comfort fast food.

Colours all around

New colour schemes for the purse organizer.

khaki-beige

pink-brown

Take your pick.

Home sweet home

Back from Phuket. I'd meant to post the new colour schemes for the purse organizer but got 'a little' distracted by this. Had placed an order for the blue and green fabric and now I've added to my fabric collection without a tiny clue of what I'd do with them. Again.

My fabric stash is really growing and I desperately need some 'anti-moulding' agent to protect them. Time for some thirsty hippos to the rescue. But actually, do I really need it? Will fabric grow mouldy? I guess they do unless I wash them regularly... I have this obsession to keep things in mint condition. I get upset when my magazines had a slight fold or tear. Very upset when my clothes get stained. Jumping-around-the-house upset if the stain can't be washed off. So imagine my upset level if any one of my fabric gets mouldy.

Anyway, I found yet another blog I love. good-ness. I love that the writer is based in Japan and she writes about Japanese 'goodness' (I bought the Lotta Jansdotter fabric from her, btw). But I especially love her writing style. She writes in really short sentences. I find it very easy to read. It's as if she takes away all the unnecessary 'clutter' from her message. Short, simple, to the point. What do you think?

Off to Phuket!

I'm off to Phuket tomorrow morning. Why do I get a feeling that I only update this blog whenever I'm going somewhere?

Lately I've been preoccupied with getting my daughter to sleep on her own, in her own bedroom. Every night in the past few weeks I've been waking up in the middle of the night to her crying. Sometimes twice a night. Because of that, I'm pretty much a zombie during the day. I can hear things, see things and do things, but my mind is still out in dreamland and it's hard to concentrate. Makes me so frustrated sometimes. My husband has started taking turns with me at night now and it looks like our effort is paying off. She goes to sleep willingly on her own now. I guess she's encouraged by my promise to keep coming back in 5 minutes, which I do until she falls asleep. Let's hope she'll stop waking up in the middle of the night soon.

When I come back, I'll introduce two new yummy colour schemes for the purse organizer.

I shall leave you with a picture of my daughter decorating the xmas tree (don't let this picture fool you tho... she only placed a bauble or two, my husband did most of the work).


See you and have a great week ahead!

Night sketch

It's late. It's quiet. It's time to draw.

First order fulfilled

Thanks, Liz!

Irisz Agocs

I've been religiously checking out this artist's work for quite a while now. I simply adore her beautiful illustrations... the cute and witty subjects, the sketchy lines, the colours... boy, i think i love everything about it. I like how the drawings have the relaxed feel to it, sort of like, I don't care if the lines aren't straight or if the colours go over the lines, so long as I think it looks nice.

Still, the thing that intrigues me the most about her works is that, they just seemed so effortlessly drawn, which to me, indicates how talented the artist is.

A dear friend challenged me to come up with an illustration of herself, and since she loves Irisz' work too, I decided to give my friend a combination of both. Here's to you, Pam!

pokkakenni™ purse organizer

Now for some exciting stuff.

I've decided to take the plunge and market one of my hand-made goods. A purse organizer. Here are some pictures.

It's basically a row of pockets to hold things you usually put in your handbag... in an organized and easy-to-reach way.

With the purse organizer, you'll never have to dig deep inside your handbag to find your wallet or that ever elusive handphone again. That's because each one of them is conveniently stored in their own separate pockets.

But that's not all. The purse organizer is also perfect for us ladies who just love switching handbags, cause it lets us grab everything in one go and move it from one bag to another. That way, you won't leave anything behind. Pretty cool, huh?

The purse organizer is 5" tall and 20" long, with five pockets, big and small. It fits a handbag of at least 9" opening and 6" deep. It's practical and lightweight too.

Price is S$25 each. But since it's almost Christmas, I've decided to give it away at a special price, all in the spirit of giving and merry-making. So if you place your order from now until 30 Nov 2007, the purse organizer can be yours for just S$20.

You can choose to get it posted right to your doorstep anywhere in Singapore for an additional S$3, or meet me at a central location (eg. City Hall MRT) to collect it. If you're outside Singapore, do write to me and we'll work something out. I'm making it upon order, so please allow 2 days before it's ready for posting or collecting. I can also customize the size of each pocket to fit your favourite items, as long as they add up to 20".

- purse organizer by pokkakenni™ -

size:
5" x 20" overlapable
number of pockets:
five
fits handbags:
min. 9" opening x 6" deep
price:
S$25
(S$20 for orders received by 30 Nov 2007)
delivery:
S$3 by post (anywhere in Singapore)
or free to self-collect
payment:
atm/internet funds transfer (contact me for details)
turnaround:
orders ready 2 days after they're received

To order or get more info, do email me at pokkakenni@gmail.com.

I got it!

I finally have a digital SLR camera. I haven't bought the lens my friend recommended yet, I thought I'd play around with my current lens first and get it after I'm more familiar with the camera.
I promised to show her the first picture I took and here it is.

It's my daughter's hat. Nothing special about the hat, I just wanted to make sure that sexy little gadget really was an SLR. Looks can be deceiving sometimes, you know? But well, it is the real thang. See how the curtain at the back is blurred? That's the same effect you get when you look at it with one eye, hence the name 'single-lens' reflex, aka SLR. That's about the only thing I know about my camera right now. But it's all gonna change. I've signed up for the free basic camera training it comes with, and after taking a few pictures, I'm getting the hang of it... more or less... just don't ask me what f-stop means.

The second picture I took was of, naturally, the owner of the hat.

Extremely overexposed, blurry and badly composed, but I love that expression. Although, anything that isn't a frown or an angry look from a terribletwoyearold is greatly appreciated.

What do you think?

I'm getting an SLR!

I've finally decided to get a digital SLR. I've been entertaining this thought for ages and I now have the courage to act on it, thanks to a current promotion for which I can get the camera for less than $1000. A dear photographer friend of mine recommended the Canon 350d plus 50 1.8 lens and that's exactly what I'm gonna get.

Now off to dearest hubby for the disbursement of funds...

The one of me with nothing to say

......

Yup, I really don't know what to say. There are so many things going through my mind at the moment, my brain is one big gigatic mess of a furball. What should one do when there're so many things to think of, so many things to do but with so little time to do it? I'm sure there's a book on this somewhere, but I'll need time to read it too, which I don't!

So I shall leave you now with a funny little poem I came across on a magazine in Jakarta.

me no worry, me no care
me go marry millionaire
if he die, me no cry
me go marry other guy

- miss shanghai

Travelling again...

Have I told you that I'll be travelling yet again...? This time to my hometown, Jakarta. Yes, it's in Indonesia. And yes, I think it's safe to go there. I'll be there for my dad's 60th birthday celebration. Well, the birthday is definite, but the celebration... that'll have to be discussed with my sister first. So Rin, if you're reading this, try to come up with some ideas please... I'm not very keen on yet another birthday staring at each other on a round table, at a chinese restaurant surrounded by its waitresses, with the only form of entertainment being my little daughter. Let's get some action this time round...

Btw, I've just found another interesting blog, print & pattern. It's full of cute and beautiful patterns which really opens up your mind to endless ideas and imagination.

My sister just gave me the encouragement that I needed today. She said I should keep drawing and develop my talent. Thanks so much Rin! But gosh... It just feels funny that she described it as a 'talent', coz I'm not sure if I'm talented or not. But whatever it is, as long as I enjoy doing it, I should keep at it and one day, I'll think that I'm good enough to be called 'talented'. So now I'm going to 'develop' my talent and sign up for an Adobe Illustrator course. The clock is ticking and I have my goals to achieve.

Bag #1

I spent the whole of Friday sewing this little number and I am so happy with the result! I'm thinking of doing a flower brooch to go with it. Will show you the picture once that's done. The fabric was from Ici et La.


On the kid front, my daughter has developed a really sweet habit these past few days. She sleeps in her own bedroom and I usually read a book and pray with her before she sleeps and I leave the bedroom. Now she adds a new step to the ritual. To give me a hug and a kiss. I guess it works both ways, but whatever it is, it feels reeaaally good.

More sketches

Apart from owning and living a shophouse, I've also been dreaming about something else. And that is to print my own fabric. Okay, I have a lot of dreams, but lately these are the ones that have been occupying my mind a lot. My dear dad would be so disappointed if he knew that none of those dreams involve banking, finance or anything in between, but it's better to have a dream than to have none at all, don't you think?

I've been fantasizing about printing my own fabric ever since I caught a glimpse of marimekko fabrics a few years ago. I just love the beautiful designs and colours on the fabrics. I don't really know why I'm obsessed with fabrics, since I don't really sew, I just love them. I've acquired a modest collection of fabrics ever since. Most of them remnants, since I can't justify paying the usual price per metre, given my lack of sewing skill. I've collected a variety of fabrics, from Designers Guild's velvets, some pvc, Lara Cameron's printed cotton drill, some bits and pieces from Spotlight, and my latest acquisitions from Sydney (see below pictures to share my excitement), Cloth's printed hemp and Ici et La's colourful deckchair cotton.


I'm going to dedicate the whole of tomorrow to stitch up a sling bag for my darling sister using one of the fabrics. So please keep your fingers crossed for me. Ha!

Now back to printing my own fabric. I've been thinking, since I'm so obsessed with fabrics, I should try printing my own designs. This dream was further reinforced after I came across Lara Cameron's Kirin & Co fabric, which then led to Kristen Doran's fabric, which then led to more inspiring designers who print their own fabrics. The difference between them and me are, they have a background in design. I have a background in Finance and Marketing (I've always been more of a number person than a drawing person). That means I have a lot of catching up to do.

Therefore I've been sketching things other than shophouses too.




What do you think?

First sketch

Who do they say is behind a successful woman? Everybody knows that behind a successful man is a woman, but what about a successful woman? Who's behind her? I'm starting to suspect that behind a successful woman is herself.

I've known for quite some time now that my dear husband isn't exactly who to go to for encouragement. Don't get me wrong, he IS the man when it comes to a dose of patience and understanding, and I do love him and am thankful to God for that. It's just that sometimes, I wish he'd be more encouraging in areas other than cooking and taking care of the kid. For example, in developing the creative side of me.

You see, I've never really had a hobby and it's been bothering me for who-knows-how-long. I love the idea of making things, but I've never really made anything. I love the idea of drawing, but I've never really drawn since secondary school. I know I don't really have much time for anything now that I am a mom, but I dislike the idea that one should let go of one's personal dreams and interests just because the young 'un came along. My daughter still comes first, but wouldn't she be happier if her mom has an interest in something other than her and is happy pursuing it? I wished my mom had a career or something she's deeply involved in while I was growing up, so she could be happy about it and share her excitement, skills and knowledge with me. Sadly, most of my memory about my mom during my childhood was that of her scolding after scolding after scolding. I absolutely do not wish to be remembered as such by my own daughter.

So, I've decided that I should start developing my creative side and I've been practising my drawing skill and starting projects (or at least planning) for making things with my sewing machine. After some drawing attempts, I remembered that I had drawn a blueprint of a house interior during my secondary school and I was really proud of the result. I guess it was because I was obsessed with precision and blueprints are nothing but that. I also remembered that I absolutely loved and adored conservation shophouses or terrace houses, and I still do. So before long, I started drawing these shophouses. Here are some sketches.

I know they're far from excellent (they're lacking precision!) but it's a start and I am pleased with it. I even thought of selling them! I'm jumping ahead of myself here, but I like to think that someone might like it too and like it enough to want one.

So out of curiosity, I asked my husband how much he'd pay for something like that. His answer was quick, "I'd never pay for it." Oookaay.... Then I tried rephrasing, how much would he think was fair for me to buy it. So he said, "Three dollars." THREE DOLLARS?! I couldn't get a plate of chicken rice for three dollars! His justification was, it was a fair price for a 'postcard'. He likened my artwork for a postcard that has been mass printed in China.

I suddenly found myself losing interest in anything. I must've been sitting on the sofa looking like a blank sheet for a few minutes. I was so disappointed and demoralised. But I quickly convinced myself that he was probably not a good representation of my 'target market' and besides, what does he know about 'art'? So it looks like I have only myself to rely on and I am so glad I have this blog to at least clear my thoughts and convince myself to persevere in whatever I'm doing. And if you happen to read it, thank you for reading it this far. I hope you'll give your loved ones some encouragement whenever they need one, even if you think their work is nothing better than a lousy postcard.

Gocco system found!

It is with great pleasure and relief that I announce my eagerly-awaited gocco system has been found and is now in the safe hands of my dear mum. As much as I am disappointed with Australia Post in their 'efficient operation', I am happy that I'm gonna get my hands on it very soon.

Still, I have to warn everyone out there to please please please... keep this in mind whenever you order something to be posted within Australia. Try to be at home the whole day on the day the parcel's supposed to be delivered. If you can't, get the sender to give you the reference number of the parcel for Australia Post to identify it and go to your nearest post office, give them the number and collect it yourself. Don't wait for the collection notice to arrive in your mailbox unless you don't mind waiting a few weeks for your parcel to arrive.

I have sent my feedback to Australia Post on this matter and hopefully they'll take it seriously and start doing something about their delivery system. Now what would the world be without righteous people like me?

Sigh...

I've finally received a reply from the company who I purchased the gocco system from. Apparently, they don't know where the parcel is either. They've checked with Australia Post about it and was advised that the parcel has been delivered, yet Aus Post can't produce a signature receipt!

I'm starting to suspect that my sister's address is responsible for this mess. At the gate of her apartment, the address is indicated as 108 Blablabla Rd, but a lot of places (like the banks and RTA) recognize it as 104 Blablabla Rd. So there's gotta be some discrepancy somewhere and I think this is probably the cause of the confusion.

In the end, I can only blame myself for sticking to 108 and not 104 as my delivery address. Sigh...

Back!

So.... we're back. Unfortunately, without the gocco system. Much to my dismay, I still haven't received the package yet, and I have just realized that I haven't even received the order confirmation, which I was supposed to have received a day after I paid for it. This has been almost two weeks since I transferred the money to the seller. I'm both angry and disappointed. I'm going to give that company until the end of the week to reply to my email before I report it to the NSW Office of Fair Trading.

I have also not received the toilet training mat I ordered over the phone and paid for using a credit card. Does everything really take a long time in Australia or have I been cheated twice in a row? Somebody please help me!

From Sydney, with love

I can't believe how much travelling I've done this year. It seems that I always talk about "my last trip to..."or "I'm going to..." or "I'm now in..." somewhere other than Singapore. No wonder I never felt like I belong in anywhere. Guess that's probably because I'm never in one place long enough! And here I am, in Sydney, thinking that I've stayed in Singapore long enough that I should move to Hong Kong.

Anyway, yes, I'm in Sydney, Australia, on a trip that's long overdue, in my opinion. I was here two years ago to give birth to my daughter. I've always loved the thought of being in Sydney. I'm not sure if I can say the same of actually being here, but whenever I am here, I wish I could stay a bit longer, and whenever I am not, I long for the next time I come back. Does that mean I love it here? Maybe... if my husband liked it here, if things weren't so expensive, if the tax rates weren't so high...

The funny thing is, whenever I'm here, I always find something new and interesting to consider taking up as a hobby. The last time I was here, I discovered glass beadmaking. I tried my hands on it for a while, but I've given it up because it's not a very safe hobby with a little girl running around the house (not to mention how hot it gets playing with fire in a tropical country like Singapore).

This time, I discovered gocco printing. It's a home printing system that originated from Japan. The original manufacturer decided to stop producing the system due to declining demand in its home country, but one can still get the machines and supplies from certain places in US and, thankfully, Australia. In short, it's a dying art, and that's what makes it so enticing (at least to me). Just imagine, everything I make with it is "limited edition", soon to be one-of-a-kind, and dare I say, vintage! How cool is that!

I have a great idea in my mind which I will work on as soon as I go back to Singapore. Just keep your fingers crossed for me and pray that it won't be as short-lived as my glass beadmaking venture.

Gallery Ah Won

I'm going to dedicate this entire post on a shop I bumped into when I was in Korea last month. This shop sells hand-crafted home decoration items made of copper. The design was simple, kind of ikea-like, but more mature and subdued. In short, it was niiiice....

Every single item in the shop could easily empty my wallet in one kaching. For example, the strand of leaves in the first picture costs about 100,000 won, or about US$100. That's each strand. For it to work beautifully as an ornament, there should at least be 4 or 5. You do the math. So since I couldn't afford to take any of their exquisite works home, I thought I'd take some photos and share them with you. I wasn't allowed to take photographs in the shop actually, but I was told about it only after I took a few shots (lucky me...). So here they are.

My Korean treasures

My last post was so depressing, it's time for some eye candy to brighten up your day (and mine).

Below are some of the things I bought from Korea.

"Zipper puller"

(I don't know what the proper name is)

Buttons

Stamps

Ice cream bowls

The China story...

My husband's grandma passed away on our last day in Seoul. She was living in Hainan, China. So after we came back to Singapore, we packed the whole family and flew over for her '7-day prayer ceremony'.

We were there for 4 days. Probably the most gruelling 4 days of our lives. From cramped budget airline seats with filthy toilets, super hot weather (Hainan island is the southernmost part of China, hence the hottest) to the toughest Chinese praying session I've ever attended in my whole entire life. The details...

Location: Weicai, Hainan Island, China

Scene: Burning offerings and lighting joss sticks

Prop: 1000 rims of fake paper money, 10 boxes of paper clothes and jewellery, one hard-boiled egg per actor (eggshells to throw into the fire, eggs to eat), seven joss sticks per actor

Setting: A scorching hot summer day at 12 noon, with strong winds from north south east and west to blow off the fiery ashes right to the actors' noses

Set: A 10mx10m bush area of wild weeds and grass the height of a sycamore, sparsely growing trees, unclear footpath

Climax: My poor father-in-law collapsing right onto the bush out of heatstroke

Imagine what my daughter thought about the whole thing.

I wish I had any pictures to show of the ordeal. But that would simply be rude. So instead I took a picture of the house that my husband's grandfather built. The house is located about 5 minutes walk from the 'set'. In the picture are my parents-in-law.

Back from China

I went to Korea, but I came back from China. How did that happen? More on that in my next update, but first, two snapshots from my trip to Seoul. I got a hungry husband to feed right now so I need to hurry.

First picture is my favourite place in Seoul... Insadong!

Next is a picture of some of the shops I love.
More to come soon!

At the airport

Free internet #1, Changi Airport. Who can resist?

You're probably wondering why, after posting such a sad entry on leaving my daughter in school, I'm now leaving her for another country! I can't help but feeling like a terrible mom everytime I do this (you mean you do this often?!?! you say). No, not very often. But lately it seems like it happens once in every few months. This is the third time this year, actually. First London, then Japan and now Korea.

When I left home this morning, my daughter was still asleep, so I just gave her a longer-than-usual kiss and a sign of the cross on the forehead (my mom would be so proud, and besides, what better thing can I give her than that?) It felt sooo hard to leave, but I'm really hoping that during my absence, my daughter can bond with my helper (aka maid) and be less hostile towards her. Oh yeah... she has been pretty hostile towards my helper so far. A simple look from the helper will get a "Don't see me!" and that's just one of her many more don'ts. "Don't touch my bed!" "Don't take my pillow!" "Don't don't don't!" Sigh...

Well, I gotta go now. So until next week, take care!

Off to Seoul for the rest of the week

I'll be leaving for Seoul tomorrow morning, so I won't have any new blog update until next week. That is unless I can't resist the temptation of free internet that, they say, is available in abundance in the city.

What will I be doing in Seoul? Well, my dear husband will be working during the day, so I'll be free to roam the street of this 10th largest city in the world. I might also check out the ceramics village where we could try our hands at pottery making, as part of the tour. Sounds fun, huh?

I don't expect much from the trip though, because a few of my friends who have been there didn't come back with much positive feedback. One said the koreans were the rudest people on earth, another said there wasn't anything much to do, and so on. But you can be sure that I'll be back with some pictures (if not the only things). So until then, have a good week ahead!

The next Picasso

I found a seriously hilarious book at the library today. It was sitting innocently on the return-here-after-you-read trolley. The book is called "Why cats paint: a theory of feline aesthetics" by Heather Busch & Burton Silver. What tickles me the most about the book is that it's not meant to be funny at all. It explores the subject of cat painting in a similar way as that of interest rate policy. It discusses the historical perspectives, the different theories and so on.

One of the major artists was 'Minnie', who was an abstract expressionist. Minnie had a tendency to paint outside the canvas (read: on the wall). This was described, in the words of the authors, "Her paintings... refused to be contained by need for conventional boundaries and overflow off-canvas in a vital yet balanced manner."

So go and borrow the book from the library if yours has it. The pictures are simply divine and I'm sure you'll have a good time reading it.

Tuesday and Thursday blues

Tuesdays and Thursdays are becoming harder and harder to get by. My daughter goes to 'school' on those days. Each class only lasts two and a half hours, but her anxiety (and I believe, agony) starts as early as the night before and she makes sure that everyone around her knows it. It reaches its climax in those few minutes before she enters the classroom, when she screams and cries at the top of her lungs for 'mommy'.

It breaks my heart every time. It especially hurts since I have to pretend that it's not such a big deal and just walk away. Trying to pacify her and looking sad won't work at this point and it may even discourage her further from going to class. Deep down inside, I'm dying to pacify her and tell her that everything will be okay, and that I will always be there with her. But that would be a lie, because in real life, things do go wrong and we sometimes have to do something we don't wanna do. Still, I feel so sad to see her cry like that.

Fabric obsession

I bought a piece of fabric from Lara Cameron's Kirin & Co and I just can't wait to get my hands on it! I started reading her blog a few weeks ago and now I'm hooked. She's a designer of various things but I especially love the fabric patterns she designs.

I haven't decided what I'll use it for, but I'm pretty sure my brand new sewing machine and I can work out something. Just wait and see.

My very own sewing machine

The crocs shoes weren't the only things I bought. Yep, as the title suggests, I also bought a sewing machine! I'd been wanting to get one for so long... I guess I must've said something right (or said it frequently enough...) coz my dear husband finally said "If you want it, just buy it lah." *grin* So I did.

It's a Janome sewing machine, which has everything I could ever need, and hopefully more, in case my sewing skill picks up. I haven't taken it out of the box yet, coz I'm feeling rather drowsy because of the flu. But I'll definitely do it before the end of the week and start working on the long list of stuff I promised my husband I'd do :P

Oh gee, gst...

Today's the day Singapore's GST goes up to 7%, from 5%. Well, 2% more isn't much, but I just had to do what everybody else did, and buy something to beat it. So yesterday (the last day of 5% gst) I bought two pairs of crocs shoes of matching colour for my daughter and me.


Now, you've probably heard me saying "crocs shoes are super ugly, i'll never wear them." But that was before they came up with the prima range. I just love ballerina shoes lookalies, they always remind me of Audrey Hepburn. And I adooore Audrey Hepburn. She always looked so effortlessly elegant and graceful (at least in the pictures). Somehow I feel that, we're not actually very different, really, Audrey and me. She's graceful and I'm Grace.

What is pokkakenni?

pokkakenni is a word i 'borrow' from my two-and-a-half-year-old daughter's growing vocabulary. It means 'polka dot bikini'. Do you know that song? It goes like this, 'it was an itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini... that she wore for the first time today....' (please don't make me type the whole song - i don't remember it either) Anyway, I just like the sound of that word, it's so cute and most importantly, it's original. That way, I can put a TM mark next to it. Heh heh... Cool eh? So what is it a trademark of, you ask. Good question. I haven't really made up my mind about it yet. But for now, it's a trademark of my blog.

I'd really like to write some more, but it's 12.30am and my eyelids are getting really heavy. So before I start rambling nonsense, I better stop myself and spare you the agony. So good night for now and sleep tight!