An Aglet

An aglet or aiglet is the little plastic or metal cladding on the end of shoelaces that keeps the twine from unraveling. The word comes from the latin word acus which means needle. In times past, aglets were usually made of metal though some were glass or stone. Many were highly ornamental, and made of precious metals such as silver. Before the invention of buttons, they were used on the ends of ribbons to fasten clothing together. Sometimes they would be formed into small figures.

Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aglet

Last night I got the most ridiculous scare. It was way after midnight; the whole house was asleep except me, and I was already getting ready for bed. At 12.48am, the doorbell suddenly started to ring. Terrified me to bits – who was coming to the house this late at night? I sidled up to the window and peeped from behind the curtain - and there was no one there. The doorbell didn’t stop ringing though – and I concluded that the doorbell must be spoilt.

It stopped after a while, and then I went off to bed. The doors to the bedroom in my house are pretty sound-proof, but I could hear the doorbell faintly going off again incessantly.

I already knew the doorbell was faulty, but at the same time I didn’t dare check it out. It’s pretty spooky that late at night and when you’re up alone all by yourself.

Finally my maid woke up to use the washroom and she heard the bell go off, so the two of us went downstairs together where I tore off the batteries out the chimer.

Talk about ridiculous!

Since I’m on a roll, here are more pics:

What I saw on the road:

Kenari with a super long spoiler.
Dead useful when you need to sunbathe but can’t find the space to do so… so where else but on top of your car!

Scooter with a roof.
Need the facilities of a car but the convenience of a motorbike? Get a scooter with a roof! It protects you from rain but still able to squeeze all the way to the front of the line at the traffic light stop. Helmets still apply, though.

What I saw in my staffroom:

It was a quiet afternoon, with almost nobody left in the staffroom as it was a Friday, when I heard gentle breathing usually associated with sleeping. So I looked around and found the PBSM master enjoying his little afternoon snooze:

Fortunately he’s not on duty, otherwise I’d have reported straight to the top… hehehe

Oh, and I found this note on my desk:

I have taken my pen drive Faris

I have no problems with the kid taking his pen drive back. The problem is…

HE WROTE IT ON A PIECE OF TISSUE PAPER!!!

Why did he write it on a piece of tissue paper when there’s a nice thick stack of paper that’s screaming to be used right next to the tissue box?

I hope he doesn’t cry if he reads this post… I don’t think the paper pad can help stem those tears…

Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe.

Since I’m blogging, here’s an update on what happened in last week’s competition.

I took part in two events in this comp – Line Dance Individual Intermediate Open and Line Dance Duo (new event) partnering Andrea. I made it as far as the semi-finals for the Individual and got 4th place in the Duo. Not bad, eh?

Messing around while waiting for our turns…

Introducing the latest circus act: Flying Kit and Strongman Kobee!
That’s me capturing a blue worm!!	That blue worm is just Kobee… in a blue sleeping bag

Competitor Poser

Me with Kobee and Andrea	Me, Kit, Choi Fung (Kit’s mother), Kobee and Bronya (coach)
Andrea, Kit (the little one in front), Bronya, Kobee and me	Rezall, Kobee, Kit, Andrea, Choi Fung and me

Finalists

Andrea and I – 4th place in Line Dance Duo

Last Saturday night, Kobee and I couldn’t sleep as it was the night before a big dance competition, so while wondering around Concorde we decided to go on a camming session.

I’m not calling this a camwhore session cuz… there aren’t many shots of ME.

Someone trying to show off their poetic skills here? To me, it’s just badly written wannabe poetry

One of the ‘decorations’ in the hallway of the hotel

Ooohhhh!!! Bottles and bottles of wine that were left UNATTENDED!!! ….. Too bad they were all empty

A pretty interesting design on a table in the closed Spicy Restaurant

CAM-WHORE!!!
I know, I know. Sports shoes just ain’t sexy

Speaking of Concorde, I am NEVER staying there again. We could hear EVERYTHING from the next hotel rooms – the chink of the utensils against their plates as they ate room service; someone coughing; the doorbell ringing; the doorbell opening; music blasting from their TVs. I only had 2 hours of sleep the night before the comp, and it’s not for lack of trying!