Saturday, May 30, 2009
Sometimes you wonder about this life... is it worth living for? Your experiences have tethered your heart, your woes weigh down on your soul. It is hard for you to fathom the reason behind the hardship... but somehow you find a way. Your deep understanding of pain results in an empathy for others who have experienced similar. You will be the last to judge someone for who they are and what they've been through. You put up walls to guard yourself; but when you let someone in, they are able to see what a deep and fantastic being you are.
Well, no shit, sherlock. It IS true.
I finally did it.
I finally bought my convertibles after walking 56 rounds in Bugis.
Even though its a tad pricey, I figured it'd be worth it since I could wear it in so many styles!!!
But I bought black as it was slimming and the most versatile ( had to make it worth my money right???)
See how many styles I could use?
Gosh. I am so glad I got this dress. A few styles look amazing on me!!!
Maybe I should get grey? or yellow? or olive?
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Thursday, May 28, 2009
Bugis. Ah. Heaven.
Bugis Village is a little area of SHOPPING heaven. It’s like Jatchuchak market in Bangkok. But in sing dollars. And no bargaining. But when almost everything is S$10, what is there to bargain?
Earrings at 8 for S$10, THAT’S CRAZY MAN. Almost all the dresses and tops are for like S$10, how much is that in Ringgit? 25? That’s even cheaper than the cheapest dress!
It was like heaven in Singapore for me, a place where I thought everything was over priced. Of course you can get cheaper things in Bangkok but the airfares would be even more expensive! Ah.
I formally and officially love Bugis now J
People who walk so slowly and always right in your way. And when you try to overtake them, they suddenly realise that they’ve been walking too slow and block your way while you try to surpass them.
Fuck, these people get on my nerves. And the frequent occurrence of these people often happen when you’re rushing to somewhere. Wtf man. It’s like they have a rush detector in them and they would always know when you’re behind them.
God I hate slow people. It’s worse when they’re stupid. And they always seem to be stupider than the average when you’re behind them.
Do I even make any sense???
2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning? – chirpy and happy. Gonna get paidddddddddddddddddd!
3. Who was the last person/people you took a photo with? – Enci Bunny. We went to bugis!!! Kekekekekekekeke.
4. Would you consider yourself spoiled? -More than an average person, yes. I am quite the spoilt brat. I blame everyone for this. But, of course, I am extremely loveable. I’m sure you would agree.
5. Will you ever donate blood? -I do actually. Been quite some time now since I last donated.
6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex? –Yes. I still do too.
7. Do you want someone to be dead? – No. I’m not that evil – yet.
8.What does your last text message say? –ok! :D
9.What are u thinking right now? –shopping, my birthday, cheques, banks and the blister on my toe.
10. Do you want someone to be with you now? – no, not now. I’m at work silly. I’ll be fired!
11. What was the time you went to bed last night? – 12am. After bugis. HEHEHE.
12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now? -I bought it from GEB. And It’s a blouse. Not a tee.
13. Is someone on your mind right now? – Yes, my baby.
14. Who was the last person who texted you? – Mama. Asking what time I need to be picked up.
TEN Lucky People to do this quiz.
10. Anyone whose bored enough to do this?
15. Who is no.2 having a relationship with? – She’s shared between me and Jun.
16. Is no. 3 a male or a female? – she-male. And I love her to bits!
17. If no.7 and no.1 get together, would it be a good? –That is virtually impossible. But no. 1 will try to get no.7 to change his mind.
18. What is no.1 studying about? – law!
19. When was the last time you chatted with them?
1. Fran– Last week
2. NC – Yesterday night!
3. SC– few days ago
4. GSY - Few days ago
5. Lily – Few days ago
6. Jess – on FB just now
7. Eric – er. Last Wednesday?
8. Henry- a few months ago
9. Ambrose - 2 weeks ago?
10. Anyone whose bored enough to do this – I speak to bored people all the time
20. Is no. 4 single? -GSY, yes. Very single. And HOT. :D
21. Say something about no.2. – Bugis?
22. What do you think about no. 2 and no. 6 being together? –I think that would make a hot lipstick lesbian film.
23. Describe no.9. – Old school friend.
24. What will you do if no.6 and no.7 fight? – Sit back with popcorn and watch the show :D
25. Do you like no.8? – I have to. He’s my nephew. HAHAHAHA.
You will never know how infected the last person was to use the toilet.
The person may have herpes, which can be passed through liquid contact. What if that person’s liquid residue still is lingering in the toilet? What if you caught herpes, not from that wild one-night stand sex you had last week, but from an innocent looking toilet bowl?
If there is one consoling thing on my fear of public toilets is that Malaysia (and probably a few more near-extinct countries that have) squatting toilet bowls. But these toilet bowls have their risks as well. Seeing as how A LOT of people have no toilet manners and pee all over the place INSTEAD of the bowl, and the chances of their diseases not properly flushed down, what if you peed and the droplets of the disease bounces back and hits you (in the foo-foo)? There you have it. Direct contact with the disease through an open orifice. Fuck me. I can spend a day and a night talking to you about my fears of public toilets.
Going back to the toilet bowls, sitting toilet bowls scare me the most. Especially toilets with sitting toilet bowls and no toilet paper. If that is that case, I rather go pee in the field, and risk getting worm related diseases of bitten by ants or something (not forgetting the risk of flashing unsuspecting people the whites of my ass). Ok. Sitting toilets with no tissue paper. How can I WIPE the bowls with the tissue, then carefully line them with the tissue, TWICE before I sat down and carefully shit in the water, trying not to create a big ‘plop’ effect, lest the potentially infected water might hit back and find their own way into my 2 orifices? GEEZ. Thinking of that practically freaks the shit out of me.
If I just needed to pee, it wouldn’t be such a big deal even if the toilet seat was covered with other people’s pee (yes, Asians have a thing about not peeing properly. I don’t know if its family brought up or just really bad toilet manners or their lack of love for their country hence publicly displaying their indifference to other people’s need of clean toilets – I mean hey, you won’t pee all over your own toilet bowl at home right??). Because I can bend my knees a little, try grab hold of the wall and try peeing like a semi-man. That has been mastered through-out the years.
My mama has even mastered the skill of not having to remove her underwear, but by just parting the underwear a little at the spot you need to pee and not getting pee on her underwear! That is truly commendable how she has perfectly mastered the skill of doing it! The risk of removing your underwear partially and risk of getting the diseases on it as well is unavoidable.
But hey, I’m a real hygene freak when it comes to public toilets. When I was younger I was trained this way ok. My mama would always tell me NEVER to sit on the toilet bowls in case the previous person’s disease happily attached themselves onto YOUR ASS and goes into you.
If you’ve spotted acne or pimples on your ass, that’s cause you’ve been sitting on dirty bowls. BE AWARE people, you don’t know what has been lurking in these toilets.
But there’s always irony in this. I don’t make it a habit of washing my hands before food and also risk the higher chance, of getting diseases and bacteria into my mouth, through the mouth! PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT.
Oh and yeah, I’ve also developed this habit of washing my hands with the instant hand sanitiser when my guts prompt me to do it after coming into contact with particular people. Oh I am so religious at doing this!
Oh well. This is one of my random thoughts while pooping in the hotel lobby just now. I just thought I needed to share it with the world.
And oh something else. Malaysia has probably the worst toilets on earth. The dirtiest toilets can be found in VARIOUS places in Malaysia. The squatting toilets are always wet and such, hence promoting the transmission of diseases (if any) at a faster and easier way. The main reason is, for the convenience of people who requires to cleanse their private parts every time they’ve gone to the toilets. It is just that when water goes every where after you wash, the dirt from your shoes would be left on the floor hence producing foot prints (and GOD knows WHERE you’ve been) and HENCE (again) promoting the transmission of bacteria and potential viruses getting into our orifices while peeing or pooping. On a personal opinion, if the place was dry, bacteria and diseases would have less chances of spreading through liquid contact, right? I must at least make teeny sense here.
Now I wish I were a man, then I can pee standing up with less risk of getting other men’s liquids onto my pee-pee! But then again I’d also be at risk of getting other men’s diseases on my ass while shitting but then again, I’ve already mentioned about it earlier on!
Man, it’s gonna be a long day. -_-
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
I had lunch with 2 of my unmarried friends. One is engaged, the other is a mistress, and of course I have been married for 20+ years.
We were chatting about our relationships and decided to amaze our partners by wearing a black leather bra, stiletto heels and a mask over our eyes. We agreed to meet in a few days to exchange notes. Here's how it all went.
My engaged friend: The other night when my boyfriend came over he found me with a black leather bodice, tall stilettos and a mask.. He saw me and said, 'You are the woman of my dreams. I love you' and we made love all night long.
The mistress: Me too! The other night I met my lover at his office and I was wearing the leather bodice and heels under a raincoat and the mask over my eyes.
Then I shared my story: When my husband came home I was wearing the leather bodice, black stockings, stilettos and a mask over my eyes. As soon as he came in the door and saw me he said:
"What's for dinner, Batman?"
Monday, May 25, 2009
This is an abstract depiction of how I feel when people underestimate the power and independance of Jo.
Look how pissed off the Tiger is!
On a separate note,
the love and bond between an animal and a human is definite.
Just look at this
Christian the Lion
Who says all lions are killers?
If trained properly from young, I have confidence that all animals (maybe except cold blooded ones) are able to respond positively to their owners and also recognise them even after a long term of separation.
This clip made me tear and proved to me that love does exist between us humans and wild animals.
As everyone would know by now, I have a huge love for big dogs. The bigger the better.
I dono why, it just makes me so happy. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Sounds pervy huh. Anyway, I love big dogs as they act as a deterrent to crimes of the night ie burglary.
Especially malays or indonesians who loves to break into our homes and steal what they can, or indians and drug addicts who steal our iron, or chinese who loves holding us at gun/parang point for money, big dogs will defos bite the shit out of them.
You got to be shitting me. How can a dog get so big?
I swear this picture is edited. How can a dog look bigger than a lion!?!?!?!?
This looks real. If that's the case, I definitely want a Mastiff!!!!!!
the Mastiff breed is a combination of dignity and courage; calm and affectionate to its master, but capable of protection. This particular mastiff-type breed is an extremely capable guard. If an unfamiliar person approaches near their perceived territory or its master, the Mastiff will immediately position itself between its master and the stranger. If the approaching person does not back down, they take immediate defensive action. It is because of this instinctive behavior that English Mastiffs have earned themselves a spot in the world's top 5 guard dogs. The breed is innately good natured, calm, easygoing, and surprisingly gentle. It is a well-mannered house pet but needs sufficient room for exercise and activity. The Mastiff is an extremely loyal breed, exceptionally devoted to its family and good with children.
Look how adorable it is!!!
There is no way they can edit this one.
So, anyone who has puppies to sell, please contact me?
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Wow, its been like a almost 5 years since we last broke up.
And now you've gotten married (to my friend's ex!).
Nevertheless, I still wish you all the best.
I hope she treats you right.
Because as much as I tried, I didn't do my best.
You were the Mr. Nice that everyone couldn't date, but wanted to marry!
But that wasn't the right time for us then.
And it never could have been, anyway!
But I'm so happy for you.
You finally married Joey
(of all people to marry, I really did not see this coming!!!)
You're a step further to becoming a big boy!
Anyway, flu isn't gone even though I was only awake for 5 hrs on Saturday and slept half the day on Sunday!!!!!! WHY AM I STILL SICKKKK?????? I don't understand? Is my body telling me to quit my job and go on a permanent sick leave?! IMPOSSIBLE. That is UTTER RUBBISH.
Anyway I finally found the way to call home using Singtel prepaid after 3 weeks being in SG and finally at the last week I found the way. Well better late than never!
Went for Korean food last night with aunt as well and that was a few hrs after I had my BK Whopper meal! Geez. Couldn't fit much in last night!!!!! The Bi Bim Bap was good though!!!!!
Ok, got to try and pretend to be working!
Friday, May 22, 2009
There are no words that explains how stupid these shoes look like, and my utmost disgust for anyone who wears them.
I don't know why they're so popular when they're so hideous.
They are an abomination of the fashion words.
Its not even pleasing to the eyes.
Yes they are so comfortable. But they are very unflattering and butt ugly.
You can get other shoes that are comfortable AND pretty.
So without me telling YOU PEOPLE wearing crocs how UGLY it is AGAIN,
let Bob the cat reiterate it to you.
When I was younger, I used to have treats from my Grandpa in Penang. As I was the youngest grandchild from his all his sons, he used to pamper me dearly (and still do now) because I'm so lovely and nice (HAHAHAHA). But its true. Old folks do love me.
Anyway, he used to treat me to this amazing sweet toffee thing. I have forgotten all the treats I have in my childhood, but this. This just lingered in my mind, on and on. I have not have this treat in YEARS till a few days ago I saw it on sale at NTUC.
Yes. Almond Roca. Have you tried it before? It's like tiny drops of HEAVEN!!!! Gosh. As I bit into it, memories of the past came back as I savoured every bit of the goodness.
According to Wiki,
Almond Roca is a brand of chocolate toffee butter crunch candy containing a ground almond coating and also almond chunks inside the candy itself. It is made by the Brown & Haley Co. of Tacoma, Washington.
Almond Roca was invented in 1923 by Harry Brown and J. C. Haley, founders of Brown & Haley. The candy's name is said to have been inspired by a local librarian, who chose the Spanish word "roca", meaning "rock" in English, to describe the hard, log-shaped confection. Brown & Haley first used Almond Roca's trademark tin can containers in 1927 to extend the product's shelf life. Individual pieces of Almond Roca candy are wrapped in gold-colored aluminum foil.
The tin is just antique (if you manage to find ones covered in RUST) as this design has dated back to the 20's.
My my, if you are have a sweettooth and you have not had the chance to savour this English goodness, be sure to grab the chance when you do!!!!!!
Thursday, May 21, 2009
My ulcer has finally packed its bag and gone away!!!!!!!!!!
Now I can talk like this :
a) HAHAHAHAH HEHEHEHE HOOOOOOOO UMMMMMMMMMMM.
and this! :
b) !@#!()%)!@#(% AND !@)(!%)!(@$)!@($!@)$(@@^_)#&*(%
(these all mean curse words really loudly)
and I can finally eat like a proper monster. Days of eating like a dainty lady has KILLED me.
It's all thanks to my almost 11hr sleep I had last night. Forced myself to sleep at 9?!?!?!?!?!?! I got a shock after I checked my last sms from him before I fell asleep. I thought it was later than that!
Hah, shows that I have no life. Its a good thing to have no life once in a while. Rest my poor lil soul!
Yay, i'm going home today. Get to sleep on my big big bed and my lovely toilet!
Don't laugh there, I'm sure that happened to you before! Everyone drools!
Hahahaha. I am still tired though. I can't wait to go home and rest.
Besides sleeping on the table, I had a huge orange pillow covering my face, preventing people from seeing how pig I looked like when I slept!
This flu isn't going away. It is indeed not good.
I shall look forward to going home and having more cup noodles for dinner and jelly for dessert!
Work is light today. I wish I had more things to do and learn!!
Argh. Someone please give me something creative and interesting to talk about? No?
Fine. I will sit in the corner and sulk.
The cover of my favourite album.
Thi is Dallas Green.
So here goes the whole song,
which meant so much to me.
It used to be on repeat, till I could listen no further.
No sleep tonight
But I will see you again
And I will see you again
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Slept at 10ish last night. Was really knackered. But apparently my ulcer doesnt hurt as much today (prolly due to the lack of mouth movement ie eating) as I only had oatmeal and soaked oatmeal cookies.
I am devastatingly poor. Well that's a lie. I'm not poor, but I don't want to over spend other people's money who are supporting me through this riff in Singapore. So it's good that I starve, but not overly do it because it turns out that I HAVE gastric and hence I throw up alot after eating with gastritis. So I have to eat anyway.
So I'm thinking. Porridge, or Cupnoodles-at-desk-then-sleep?
I think the latter sounds good. I can't be arsed going outside. I need to rest as well. This battling with the flu virus has taken its toll on my energy and attention span.
I am now starving AND hungry AND my nose is STILL dripping.
Argh. Can't wait to go home and sleep at 730pm.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
I am down with my hypochondraic pigflu.
No don't be daft. I am down with flu.
And it sucks. I can't feel my nose.
I'm so drowsy.
My 'thank you's sounds like 'dank kew'.
Everything is so muffled. My ulcer just about to recover but hurts like a bitch still.
Every morning I'd take the MRT to work. Me incubating in all the diseases in the world, just in one ride to work. Now I'm a walking chemical warfare bomb. All the possible germs and diseases are on the MRT. Just look at all the various kind of people travelling in it.
WHEN DID I BECOME SUCH A HYGENE FREAK!?!?!?!?
I was never like that, till I came to Singapore, and was exposed to all these foreign workers, TB, Herpes, Hepetatis, and everyone else who has problems that don't tell the world, but come to seek you for help. And I'm not even a doctor!
How can any one not be afraid of the MRT? Its an incubation port for DISEASES!
ARgh. But beggers cant be choosers. Takkan I take the BUS to work (because thats longer and has ALOT of diseases as well), or walk, because that's just insane.
Can't wait till Hard Rock tonight. We gonna PARTYYYYYYYYYYYYY. With Lysha. And possibly Eric :)
FLU FLU GO AWAYYYYYYYYYY :(
Monday, May 18, 2009
The people whom the charity proceeds go to, or the people who begs for the charity proceeds?
This is truly something to ponder on.
Yes, the people who need these charity proceeds so desparately are to be sympathised with, but on the other hand, those who go around, seeking and begging people to donate money not only swallow their pride for this charitable cause, but also expose themselves to being shunned and avoided by the public at large.
No good deed goes unpunished.
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was,since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets theworm; Life isn't always fair; and maybe it was my fault.Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend morethan you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are incharge).His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.
Reports of a 6-year-old boycharged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing thejob that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.
It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an Elastoplast to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted tohave an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments becamecontraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received bettertreatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when youcouldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglarcould sue you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. Heis survived by his 4 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, I Want It Now,Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.
Fuck me, I laughed till I nearly peed my pants!
Sunday, May 17, 2009
It was filled with rich tai-tais dressing up trying to outdo each other.
Mind you they do look good, so are their exhibitions.
Here are a few of the Ike Banas that I liked:
All are unique and special in their own way. They reflect the personality of the artist individually!
Friday, May 15, 2009
Like this hilarious Japanese cat arrangement picture tells you, I am very interested in the Japanese flower arrangement.
Also know as "Ike Bana".
And according to Wiki,
More than simply putting flowers in a container, ikebana is a disciplined art form in which nature and humanity are brought together. Contrary to the idea of floral arrangement as a collection of particolored or multicolored arrangement of blooms, ikebana often emphasizes other areas of the plant, such as its stems and leaves, and draws emphasis towards shape, line, form. Though ikebana is a creative expression, it has certain rules governing its form. The main rule is that all the elements used in construction MUST be organic, be they branches, leaves, grasses, or flowers. The artist's intention behind each arrangement is shown through a piece's color combinations, natural shapes, graceful lines, and the usually implied meaning of the arrangement.
Another aspect present in ikebana is its employment of minimalism. That is, an arrangement may consist of only a minimal number of blooms interspersed among stalks and leaves. The structure of a Japanese flower arrangement is based on a scalene triangle delineated by three main points, usually twigs, considered in some schools to symbolize heaven, earth, and man and in others sun, moon, love & earth. The container is also a key element of the composition, and various styles of pottery may be used in their construction.
So on Mother's day, I presented my mother with my very own Ike Bana arrangement.
See that Peony flower arrangement at the back? I had to hide it at a friend's place for a week!
And tomorrow I will be attending an Ike Bana exhibition with mum. It's gonna be sooooooooooo fun!
Surprisingly, it passed really quickly. I am quite shock because for the first time in my life, I'm not pining for the weekend.
I love dealing with people. I love learning new things.
I have to stop writing about me liking my job. I know it's getting boring to hear.
It's my mum's birthday on Sunday, and I haven bought for her ANYTHING.
Well, technically nothing expensive.
Ok, lets see. I bought for her:
a) a magnifying instrument for putting thread into the needle (cos I won't be around all the time to help her do it.)
b) a felt cloth doily decorative mat.
c) 2 non slip bath tub mats so she won't fall when she stands up to get out.
d) a cupboard lining paper.
e) a faux gold rat ornament (cos she's born in the year of a Rat).
Well. That's about it and I think it should be enough I hope!!?!? It's the thought that counts right?
Ah, bought 3 dresses, 2 belts, 1 top today. Feel so guilty after not spending anything for 2 whole weeeks. I know, I know lily, I'm a shopaholic. But 2 weeks really is a longgggggggggggggg time not to buy anything!!!! :(
Aw, love my buys, really gutted I didn't get the green top though. I really should have bought it.
Oh well, going for an Ike bana exhibition tomorow.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Like I told you last night, I don’t expect anything from anyone, especially from you. Because as you know, with great expectations come greater disappointments. A lesson to learn in life is to be happy with what you have and never expect anything from anyone. My second bro taught me that no one owes you anything, so don’t expect anyone to give you anything. You don’t have a birth right to expect anything. However, without expectations comes complacency. With expectations you’d work for what you want.
There are many people in this society who wants more than what they ought to get. And when they do not accomplish this, they get frustrated with everyone and everything. I, for one, am the most stressed out person you can ever come across. Beneath this cheerful laughing face comes a very complex heart with several non-physical coronary issues. Hence, I would like to explain to you again munchkin, its not your fault that I’m training myself not to expect so much from anyone. I’m very pleasantly surprised that you remember my birthday. I really am. I never knew you’d be so good with dates.
You are already perfect the way you are. I may have been harsh on, but you know, without these pushing, you’d go no where. My mum was right about this part. Sometimes people just need a little nudge to achieve targets. At least you were listening to me. I really am proud of you. Really, really. This comes as a consolation as I know you’ll never quit smoking fully, so, I’ll pick on things which I can have control over, or perhaps things that may sound more reasonable to you so you’d do it willingly rather than begrudgingly.
But don’t ever give up on improving your own life. Don’t be too complacent about it. There are several people around you that you have to take into consideration.
Because with actions there are reactions.
I have an ulcer.
My eyes have trouble staying open.
My stomach is eating itself out.
My hair parting is balding.
The soles of my feet are peeling.
My face has a super big skin sensitive dry blemish.
My fake nails are broken because I used them to try and fix my ingrown nail.
I don't know what I should get mum for her birthday.
I need to pee.
Fuck I have too many complaints.
Yes, I knew I had been there, done that. But with a little more class, and respect for the sanctity of clubs. You go there to flaunt your goodies. Not scaring people into thinking they’ve walked into a library. These people, and specifically I mean girls, wear sneakers, big windbreaker jackets (like those you wear in your library) and these fucking huge school bags. So what are you trying to prove? That you are studious AND you can party hard? I believe that you’re THAT, but could you at least leave your bags and shoes at HOME and come in something more appropriate? Like for instance, club wear are strictly limited to clubs only. School wear for school. Easy peasy?
And what’s this thing with glassless spectacle frame? WTF are you kids thinking? Seriously, WTF man????????? You’re neither short sighted nor long. You do not have astigmatism. In fact I think I see contact lenses under your glassless frame. WTF? You do not look cool. You know who you look like? You look like Smarty. Remember Smarty? He was this cartoon fiction kid in little pocket story books we read while growing up. Or maybe that’s too old school for your tots. Smarty has these really big huge frame that covered ¾ of his face. He looks cool with it though, NOT YOU. So please just get that damn thing off your pretty face.
And oh, girls get so territorial in clubs. Like when their flaunting their goodies to guys around them and you dance next to these girls, they try to “butt” you out. LITERALLY. They use their asses to prove to you that they’re a better grinder than you are and indirectly (or directly) telling you to fuck off and find another spot to pee on. Fuck me. These girls have no perspective of guys they find. Chances of you finding a marriable guy in a club is like, finding an eyelash on a black floor. It is impossible. Unless these girls are looking to getting laid, these men have nothing in store for them. So don’t worry babes, we’re past our prime now and looking to settling down. We don’t need your club-men. We’re only here to get our only exercise (dancing) and to look pretty at the same time. See, you CAN have your cake and eat it too.
I can’t stay past 130am at clubs now. I have to rest my feet, and my poor soul. I’m seriously getting too old. I can feel it in my (broken) bones. It feels so tempting to sit back and watch tv. But then, I shouldn’t waste my life like that, should I? I should be out, laughing at people, and having the time of my life.
Life is afterall, so short.
I don't love you anymore; I have moved on long before you knew it. I can’t and won’t waste the time mopping over you. It doesn't stop me from hating you. I still hate you. I hate you for turning me into this unrecognisable person that I detest. It took me 2 freaking months for bereavement. You sucked the Joanna out of Joanna.I hate my stinging past, and everything that came with it.Empty promise and broken lies.
(You’ve hurt me)
(And yet you still smile and move on)
(You wanted everything in love)
(And I was a coward)
(As tears go by)
(The memories were redundant)
(I blame myself for loving all your wrongs)
I really do blame myself for loving all your wrongs. I was so stupid – technically I still am. I will never fall for the same shit like that again.Please just leave. My life doesn't need you in it anymore.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
I don't have to leave in places where there isn't internet connection or a bathroom filled with nothing.
Or on a bed where the previous occupants' actions were questionable.
Ah, Rosie misses me so much she followed me into the house and refused to get out even when Dad screamed at her to do so.
Mama cooked 'mee sua' for me, vermicilli soup. It was amazing.
She bought loads of groceries for me to bring back to Singapore as well.
As much as she's a royal pain in my ass, I still love her so much.
Gosh I missed my bed, slept in till 3pm today. Didn't want to wake up but the damn sms woke me.
Mother's day tomorrow. Keith already sent her Lilys.
Hope she likes her Ike Bana surprise later when Ming sends it over.
Sorry this morning I wasn't awake to open the door for you to use the toilet.
I heard you've been living at my crib all week. How's that turning out for you? Was the dog used to you?
Anyways, happy birthday.
I hope you have a wonderful one this year.
May God bless you.
Ann x x x
Friday, May 8, 2009
And every morning, the H1N1 virus seems to be more important than anything else in the world.
80% of the news are of H1N1 virus and how many people have been suspected of it.
But do you know that that only 1% of them die and the number of deaths by normal flu are higher than the dumb H1N1 virus?
Stupid people of the world, afraid of a stupid flu. It doesn't even kill. And even if someone dies from it, you're either really young or really old, or weak, or just shit unlucky.
How can this be of so much importance? If you have flu, just sit at home and drink lotsa fluids.
You don't see people dying everyday of flu, do you?
Thank god someone came up with this chart.
And there are more pressing issues that claim lives of people wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy more than this dumb virus.
Such as malaria, dengue, other diseases. Shit hell you'll even die from diarrhea.
So people who are wearing masks and staying away from people, don't be dumb. Use a bit of common sense.
And like my new boss says, "There is no logic to this."
I talked so much, I think I feel a sorethroat coming up.
How excited I am, how much I've learnt and how much I'm enjoying it.
I really am.
This new field of law is so exciting and refreshing and there are just about a million things to learn from the insurance procedures down to medical terms.
Plus you get to deal with ALL sorts of clients.
Ah, this is so exciting.
you must wonder where I have been all this week.
So I have been working.. in Singapore.
Now I work for a law firm in Singapore dealing mostly in accident cases.
So they've opened a branch in Malaysia and I'm in charge of it (woo!).
So yeah, now i'm learning new trades, seeing new people, reading new stuff.
I am so excited and happy that I've been given this chance (and freedom) to be able to take this all in. I am glad that I'm finally one step ahead of my own goals.
I can feel my wings slowly growing. I am so glad of this new stage in life.
Sorry for not updating again.
Can't log in at work cos the bosses will know.
ok, will update when I get back home.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
It's been 2 years. We should meet up.
Please be notified that there shall be no whipping or indecent acts of any kind.
A good meal is said to be gauranteed by you during my stay in Singapore.
I am very determined not to be cracked by you.
You have been warned.
I cannot stay away from you.
You are disgusting, a bad influence and you give people a very disillusioned portrait of you.
When I see you, I feel so repulsive, yet so exhilarated at the same time.
You make me so excited just to see you disillusioned and drowning in your wannabe goodness.
You make my day whenever I hear of your ignorant ways.
You enlighten me on how I should actually look.
I simply just cannot stay away from you.
I must be your best friend.
No I can't, it's just insane.
I want your forehead.
No I don't, its too high.
You make me laugh so hard....
And cringe at the same time.
I don't know what I would do without your virtual presence.
I don't know what I would do with you.(well that's a lie. I so totally know what I would do with you).
Argh, life is so tough.
You're like the affair that I should NEVER have.
It's the wrong kind of affair. You know what I mean?
You are wrong. Totally wrong.
Everything about you is off.
Top to toe.
You should seriously do something about it.
But that's what I love about you.
I have to stay away.
But I can't.
I'm so torn.
Yet I feel born again.
ps: This is not an adultry I swear.
Thank God kind Boss has booked a hotel room just above the work place so I didn't have to travel everyday.
Ah, it's going to be so exciting. New place, new people, new experience.
I am very prepared to be working again.
On a separate note,
Ming, its just another girl. It's not as if you've dated her for some time. Don't be affected that badly please?
It's not that you don't have options. You just have to choose wisely.
Don't be so down ok?
Thank you for the lovely pair of shoes.
I'm not mad at you.....anymore.
You can be so stubborn some times tho.
But I still wuv you loads.
Ah, watched Univited with QZD today. Was a pretty good movie. Quite intense.
Then after the movie this question was posed to me :
"What if you're a fiction of my imagination and that you're really not there?"
Then I just kept quiet and looked out of the window. That unanswered question left a bitter aftertaste on the tongue.
I'm sorry to disappoint you today Esther.
I really wanted to come, I'm really sorry that I couldn't make it.
Gave you false hopes and burst your bubble.
I'm really sorry.
Please don't be mad?
Friday, May 1, 2009
I'm getting really good at this.
HAhahaha, might be representing the group to go Genting. NAH, just messing :P
So tired, thank god it's labour day and its Saturday tomorrow.
I gets to sleeps in.
Went out to chill at my friends house and ended up doing Ike Bana for a present on Mday, and also messed about with his little puppy Golden Retriever, Bui Bui.
Bui Bui means fatty in Hokkien. But she's really just fluffy. Like me :D
She is so adorable. I just want to eat her up. Literrally.
Look at her, she's a ball of fluff. That was when she was a month old and at my place.
Now she's grown teeth and she's really great at biting!
Everything she can get her hands on. Toes, fingers, hair and bangles.
Hahaha, yes Bui, the joke was really funny :P
Oh you're so adorable. Too bad your boss wouldn't give you to me.