More about Moles

You might have noticed that my new friend Syaz has a hugeass mole on her nose, and I think that that is cool, because I don't have any moles and would quite like one. They are like fashion statements. Marilyn Monroe had a famous one. A beauty mark, that's the nice word for moles. But moles are moles. Moles. Mole.

According to the Dictionary, there are many kinds of moles.

mole 2 |mōl| |moʊl| |məʊl|
noun
a small, often slightly raised blemish on the skin made dark by a high concentration of melanin.
ORIGIN Old English māl [discolored spot,] of Germanic origin.


This is the kind of mole I am referring to. Anyway, according to Urban Dictionary, a mole is "a really sexy animal that lives underground". This is why I embarked on a Mission to find out More about Moles.

Well I assure you that moles do not appeal in any way whatsoever to this frog!

Yupyupyup!

Yours in mole-titude
Kodok

Don't let the sun go down on me

Guess where this frog spent much of yesterday afternoon? After the passport office, we headed to City Hall and, much like homing pigeons, landed ourselves in the Esplanade. We don't go there often, but it's the first place that comes to mind when you're in the area.

We stared out the window (oh no, staring out the window is someone's favourite activity) and had the RENT soundtrack playing on loop.

And then someone put out the sun at noon. They put the blinds down, much to my angry (muted, because this is a library) protests! Oh no.

The view was non-existent through the blinds, and we couldn't sit there staring at blinds, could we!

It was very bad.

I will show you!

The photo doesn't do justice to the bad-ness of the situation! We could hardly see out of the screen! I had a good mind to run off and tell the lady at the counter to put those blinds back where they came from! And that is what I did... until Mel pulled me by the collar and set me in her backpack.

But it was a good trip, we went away from the window after that, and went downstairs to the Open Space.

And I made a friend.

And we had snackeroos!

Snackeerily
Kodok

Speed! and Frog's Eye View III

Guess where! This frog hasn't been out roaming much, but Mel took me out this morning to get her passport done at the Immigration & Checkpoints Authority! I tried to take this photo of myself, and I knew that I would encounter Great Security, because it's a Protected Area, and I was speedy enough to get this blurry shot. The uniformed officer pointed at my photography device and said HEYHEY! DON'T TAKE PICTURES!

Anyway, I took a photo of the building from across the street!

You can make out the ICA initials riiiight there. Uhhuh!

And if you want to get your passport updated, or if you want to apply for one of those shiny new biometric passports, you should be heading your butt down to this MRT station:

I took a video of the clock in the MRT station, because it was beautiful when the minute hand crossed over to the next minute. I stared at it for a good three minutes! It clicks into place so nicely!

The video didn't capture so good, though, for I am but a frog, but I'll be watching clocks for a long time to come!

Aaaaand, this frog has seen some Sights recently.

Out the car window, when Big Al was giving Mel and me a ride out!



Gleefully yours
Kodok

Edible things. Small.

Small edible things make this frog very happy!

Like so:

The above Edible Thing is called Hot-boy Ball Cake, or Want Want. It is Chinese, as you can see from the Mandarin characters (I think) on the packaging. They are small, much like raisins, only that raisins are shrivelled and unround. These are round. And they taste very good. I was an instant fan!


As we walked past the shelf with the little Ball Cakes on them, I waved at them and pinched Mel to stop and get them for me. They look like big, unshrivelled, white raisins! I said.

Oh alright, said Mel. She is wonderful.

I was happy and quiet the whole ride home from school because my grubby green fingers were way too busy pinching at the snackeroos to stop and fiddle with other things.

Happy and fed
Kodok

A new friend!

Today I made a new friend!

I will show you!

We were hanging out in OurSpace@72, which is some lounge-y place that the school management wants us to think of as a cool-ass hangout spot. Not this frog, you don't! I'd very much like if they'd have a nice dip bowl of raisins and Tim Tams at every table. Now that would be downright wonderful, it would!

Her name is Shaz. Shazziewazzie. She likes me! I think she has very fun things on her computer. She showed me a music video of a song called Run, Clarissa, run! which is very funny. I like the dude, he is Sue. Even though he hoists me up in the air (which frightens me so!) and chants "DOWN WITH THE FROG!" every time he sees me. Hmm, maybe that's his way of saying he's happy to see me! Yes, that must be the situation.

Friendlyly
Kodok

A schooling frog, again!

A major part of schooling life, I have learned, is the food. Sometimes the food is good, but a lot of times the food is bad.

Anyway there is a new nutritionising place in Mel's school. They call it the Makan Place. Anyway I wanted to go see it, because it was new and shiny. So that is what I did. With Mel and Bryan (who still isn't much fond of me) and Melvin (who is nice, he carried me the other day when I fell).


So this is a photo of me, in the new eating place. I was sitting on the counter of Subway. Bryan was getting a lot of nutrition. He eats a lot, even for a human.

Fed and happy
Kodok

A lonely frog

Sometimes, a frog is led to question his existence.

I have been feeling sad. Mel has been up to a lot of things. Without me. I have been sulking around, hoping that she might catch sight of my small, withered-in-sadness, green body. Just last night, she was up crafting many things. I sat up with her the whole night! The whole night! Till morning came! And she didn't say a word to me, except to say Get your foot off my stuff, Frogobo. I suppose she meant well, because she was brandishing the sharp blade.

She didn't take me to school today, even. She was carrying lots of things, and didn't even say goodbye. She hasn't been letting me at her computer!

Yesterday, I sent her a very sad MMS in a feeble shout-out for attention. I will show you!

I mean, I would show you, but Mel hasn't let me at her phone either.

My great amphibian efforts were in vain. There was no reply. Ben stared at me with his beady eyes because I used his phone.

Maybe it is time for this frog to take his leave. Maybe there is a better place beyond this world.

Goodbye for now, cruel world.


Dejected
Kodok