Sorrieeee…..

Haha! I just realised that I’ve not written for more than a week…. Sorrieeee….. *red face*.

My brother took a trip to London and is back. My friend, bb took a trip to Japan and is back. Me? I took a trip to Korea and Japan and am still not back. Spritually, that is. Unfortunately, physically, I am here, in Singapore.

Guess most people know that I’m really into Korean dramas since 4 years ago. I mean, it’s not big a secret. Actually, I end up talking about Korean dramas inevitably to most of my clients and friends, often failing to see their glazed look, if they’re not a Korean drama fan. I know more about the Korean entertainment scene than I do about my own country’s. But it’s not my fault. Really. They have too many good looking cute guys over there! *Wails* This is a serious case of too many kimchi men and too little time.

This past week, I have been distracted by what I call, my side dishes. 3 side dishes to be precise.

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Lee Wan from Heaven’s Tree

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Ji Hoon from Goong

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Kim Jung Hoon from Goong

I’m alternating between crying (Heaven’s Tree is a melodrama filmed mostly in Japan) and laughing (Goong is a romantic comedy). Staying up till 4am to watch a video on my tiny laptop that I only half understand. Mad isn’t it? And yet it’s.. so much fun and stimulating, especially when you’re downloading an episode that has just been screened in Korea a few hours ago.

Some people will laugh and think it’s another crazy auntie swooning over men half her age. I disagree. I don’t swoon. I just drool. Haha!

But I want to know- what’s the difference between my kind of fun and those who enjoy watching 22 men chasing after a small ball? Or hitting a little ball with a iron stick? Nobody laughs if you say you’re Man U fan. But say you’re a BYJ fan, and they raise their eyebrows. *Hmphf*

I’ve learnt alot ever since this “Korean wave craze”. I’ve learnt to download, upload, image editing, webhosting and a whole host of terms that I didn’t even know exist. Isn’t something good if it makes you learn?

And it has even spilled over to work.

Recently I’ve starting to import Korean books and Korean magazine. Who says you can’t earn money from your interest?

A taugeh plucking auntie I am not!

Now excuse me whilst I upload a raw, LQ file onto YSI for a fellow K drama fan. Then I’m going to have supper with my kimchis.


My only main Korean dish- Bae Yong Joon

And oh, before I log off..

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Korean magazines and books now on sale in Kinokuniya. Will be available in other places soon. Hurry, hurry whilst stocks last.

End of advertisement. Hehe!

Thank you

Thank you, thank you for all your encouragement and support. But it’s also very stressful leh….*bites finger*. Ok, this auntie here promises to try ok? But this will be a general blog and not just on BYJ (for the uninitiated, BYJ = Bae Yong Joon)

From a very young age, I’ve always wanted to see a white Christmas.

Blame it on the Christmas songs, the movies, Christmas cards and most of all, the many Enid Blyton books that were a staple diet when I was growing up.

Growing up in a tropical country, just a few degrees away from the equator, snow seemed so very romantic and wonderful… warm chocolate, fireplace, snowman, etc… all made even more appealing during the scorching hot months of July, August. A bathtub full of snow… hmm…

Of course watching Winter Sonata made this desire even greater. hahaha!

Last year, back in UK for a family visit, I finally got my wish. It was one of the coldest winter for a long time.

One early morning, shortly after Christmas, I woke up, drew apart the curtains and was greeted by this sight.

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I was so thrilled, I shouted to my still sleeping hubby:”Hubby, hubby, snow, snow!!!!”

I felt like a little child that had just been given a toy that she had wanted for a long time.

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Isn’t this a beautiful, lonely picture? Blue, blue sky, white snow, bare trees, empty, winding road. I kept thinking of April Snow. And wish I had brought the cd with me. But I’ve subjected that poot hubby of mine to enough Korean pop back home alreday and shouldn’t subject him to further torture when we’re on holiday.

But I do wish I was able to listen to that song then.

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And so I finally subcumbed and started a blog. Adding to the zillions out there. Does the world need another blog? I guess not. Not even sure if I will have the energy to continue with this long term. But I figured, maybe, just maybe, I might be able to use this and publish a memoir one day. Hahaha!

So what finally made me decide to start one?

I guess when I realised that I’ll hit the big 40 this year.

At 40, I am middle-age. An auntie. (But not a taugeh-plucking one though and I’ll hit anyone with my wok if they call me that). But 40 is a pretty big milestone. If I live to a grand old 80, then I’ve already spent half of my life.

No, no, I’m not complaining or bitter or pining for the good old younger days. Goodness me, I don’t think I ever want to go back to being a gawky 18. Wasting my time pining away for a pimple looking guy. No, they were sweet memories but I’m contented with the now, the present.

Which I think says alot.

Plus, the memory of an auntie isn’t going to get any better.. so I guess I’d better start writing things down.

Memoirs of an auntie? Maybe?