obama v clinton

2 posts in a day? well i never! but honestly though, i had to do work and so got up early.

then i got detracted by my current obsession. the US presidential campaign, specifically the democrat nominations. i am so obsessed, on the night after super Tuesday i was online, clicking f5 desperately on bbc, trying to see who won. btw i am an obama girl, which is surprising to me, to be honest.

but that's besides the point for now. in line with my obsessive behaviour, i checked on the outcome of the cleveland debates, widely hailed as clinton's last chance of fighting back. i was extremely interested in knowing who won (i have found a copy of the transcript, which i will read slowly after my work's done. i have some priorities after all) so i checked out a large number of news reports on the debates. you know, so to get papers that were pro-obama and pro-clinton.

well, the quick answer is no one won, i guess. it's all quite a fine line, i doubt anyone will want to proclaim that either party won, thus giving the other party momentum, especially since the media has been portrayed as being pro-obama.

but anyway what really made me blog was this. it was quite easy to tell which papers are pro-obama, which are pro-clinton. all i can say is, one particular pro-clinton paper chose to focus on what seems like an extremely trivial issue to me - that hillary clinton had to go first for much of this debate. it actually wrote a whole article here

now, this is really quibbling now isn't it? what about the damn issues, those which have already been flogged to death?

PS: obama is so anti-NAFTA i am a little worried that mccain is going to turn out more liberal than him. which will be well amusing in the run-up to the actual event. not!

random thoughts

firstly, i think one of the world's best looking couples is nicholas tse and cecilia cheung. seriously. the bad boy, droolicious nic and the bad girl cecilia? how can one make a better match?

i am quite sure much of the asian, female world gave a collective sigh when news of his marriage broke.

i am also quite sure most of the asian, male world is deliriously happy with cecilia's pictures. i must say, she is incredibly hot, perhaps even more so sans makeup.

secondly, entries at 3.44am tend to be trash.

thirdly, does anyone else other than me keep up with gossip? like the scandalous pictures? they make for entertaining reading this time of the night, and especially so when i have 3 pieces of work due!

the cleanest, most minimal template i could find

so, welcome back, titles. finally you're being displayed again.

but alas, choosing a template has proved so difficult for me that I am not going to be able to update the template for some time. bear with me please, as I start to add blog links back again.

I MISS SINGAPORE!

IE has finally paid me, and I transferred some money to my dad with my nifty dbs thingy. And at the webpage I saw advertisements for singaporean food, gifts and spa pampering (SG$38 anyone?) and all I can say is, I really miss Singapore. That prompted a google search for singapore - i read all recent news about my country, and believe it or not I read through the entire Wikitravel article on singapore, which incidently is very good. I have watched most of the videos on straits times online, including the one on chinese new year.

Now I miss it more than ever. Strange, given that I read the straits times every day without fail, and in the past week have been talking to my parents almost every day.

I've been out of Singapore since September, so it's been about 6 months now. That's not too long. But somehow I am dreaming of the heat, not even minding the humidity, just to be able to walk out in flip flips, sans jacket. I am dreaming of good quality , cheap hawker food, and the feeling of security late at night. I miss the malls which open till late, which for all my familiarity feel like an entirely different world now. There is something inexplicable about the wave of comfort I feel when I think of Singapore, but when I search hard for memories, I can only conjure up precious little. Not detailed enough for me to close my eyes and imagine, if just for a while, how living in Singapore felt like.

I wonder if I will ever feel the same about England.