WEAKLING!!

AARRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!

I just had a "discussion" with the Donkey Kong..

He was being nice and all, and so trying to make things easier for me...

And now, i'm feeling something...
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I feel like crying..............



I m so damn weak.
WEAKLING!!!


ARGH...


My mind is so weak that I could just break it with a snap of my fingers.


So so weak....
Mus.. be strong.... er...
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Mus.. drink.. Red.... Bull.....

WEAKLING!!

Wishes for the Christmas that Zoomed Past...

Hey ye all,

Apologising for the fact that I only blog when I'm so fired up with anger.

Will try and include the happy tidings too, instead of majoring in Angry thoughts.

Well,

Here's a Christmas greeting right here and now...


MERRY CHRISTMAS PEOPLE!!



How's Christmas for ye guys anyways?

I had quite a busy christmas with booze and tonnes of drinking games and Mostly, NO SLEEP!!
HAH.. Myself to blame for that.
For being so lack of self-constraint, wanting to particpate in every other activity that was available.

I'm trying to recuperate and get back those hours of lost sleep. but see wat I'm doing now?? Writing a blog...
HAHA... Sorry Blog, not trying to be sacarstic...


Alright, since there are like 12 days of Christmas (excuses to continue your holiday mood and yr slacker attitude at work), and New year the 2005 is just very round the corner,



MERRY CHRISTMAS & a HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Anger, Hate, Disgust, Detest, (the list goes on)...

One thing for sure.

I think that's realy something shitty going on with this Donkey Kong.

If u have read by old posts, U shld know by now that there's this f**king moron who's just plain idiotic, and is constantly fouling my environment with stinky breath as my company's assistant manager of logistics, which makes him rule over me too.

Shall I reveal his real name and his image?
hmmm...

I'll like to provide u guys with the necessary details to defend yrselves against this freak, but think it's still safer for me juz to leave his image here...



And another one.





YUp.

He's a sicko whacko. And hey, I just learnt a new word, Necrophilia.
And I think he has it.

Anyways, U wan to know wat he did right??

Well, Today's supposed to be a holiday for my company...

And I ACTUALLY didn't have to come. Nobody needed to.

And now, with a stupid phone call from that necrophiliatic piece of shit, I have to come down to the office to work. And man, the system is just as crapped up as he.
It's not working. DAMMIT. Then what on earth am I here for??

Just becoz the f**ked-up ARSE-HO has had to lick the boots of the Vietnamese customers clean, so he has me to forsake my beauty sleep?!?!?!

Off to Hell he goes man.

So I have decided to blog here, on my sad lonely blog, to update, and to claim a little more OT salary. It's 2x on a holiday.

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Are u happy now, www.jasminet.blogspot.com?? I finally updated u with some substantial bit of my sad life, though it's plain complaining and cursing..

That's life for you...

Till he ticks me off again...

Hell no.
Hope he'll vanish into thin air, then I'll post a celebration blog in honor of it...

The OT Queen

Me.


Hah. no la. kidding. 2 days in a row only.

Busy busy. Extremely tired now, without my daily dosage of ample THE SIMS 2 gaming frenzy...

Haix, kept myself extremely busy indeed, how else to explain the lack of time for my precious blog in the duration of MarcBoi's absence??
Hard-core Laziness.

I'm sorry, Bloggy Deary.
I forgot about you.
GOMENASAI...

YOosh.
I'm goin to GANBATE and churn out a new interesting blog for my oh-so-faithful reader, my Bestest fren, and my critic, Miss Chower Baby aka Hot Chick.
She's been complaining that she's sick of returning to my blog for a new post but ended up having to face that POST EXAM SYNDROME post...


Errm...
Only problem here is.......
I'm having a writer's block recently, can't really think of anything interesting to write.... HOW???????!?!?!?!?


Hmm....

Let me sleep on it... Will get back to Blogging Soon.....


Soon enough..........

Post Exams Sydrome with no one to share with...

Sigh...
MarcBoi is once again, on the jet to down under. And miserable me is all alone and bored blogging at home once again...
Seems that the only time i blog is when Marc is away. HAH.

Well, I'm feeling rather bored now that I have tons of time on hand and nowhere to go... think my social life is in the dumps... sigh... time to pick it up, where i left off...

Or maybe it'll be more better if i juz stick to finishing all the things that i actually wanted to do, but havent got to...
Better huh...

Haix.

6 weeks of freedom.

Haix.

Very enjoyable night to remember....

Even the Mexican Bargirl was not spared...

More people being forced... *cackles*

FINE. I shall go and force people to take picture WITH ME then...

Yeah.. great... Still ignoring me....

So everyone is ignoring me just because I'm the camera gal....

It's Toshiba's 30th Anniversary!! And my first Dinner & Dance ever!!!

And this??

Looks good?

Yes I know.

I have been terribly MIA frm my blog.

SOrry Folks.

Tired and very much pre-occupied from work and school projects.

yeah yeah... always the same excuses but it's pretty much wat i am getting.

i'm still at war at my evil section manager who still works at igniting my fiery temper.
No idea why, but the mere sight/sound of him can really start my kettle whistling (boiling).
Hate him. Curse him. Wish he was gone from the face of earth.


I haven really been able to enjoy a nice little peace and quiet recently as projects and exams and more work keep popping up. exhausting heh.

Right now, at this very moment, has me thinking about when i can go for holiday break. ARGH. Deep down i knew the answer. Not so Soon.

My annual leave have been almost used up by now with my exam dates and project rush periods.

Drats.

CURSES!! as wat mojojojo would say.

Now I hurt and sting from my infamous PMS, snapping at everyone who crosses my path. Tis not a desirable trait and i'll try to curb tt foul temper of mine.

Everytime the phone rings, it automatically shoots up a notch in my temperature.
Everytime tt moronic manager comes over to pass me work, there goes the thermometer.
ARGH.

I'm finishing my last paper on the 16 Nov, the exact same date that Marcus dear is leaving for Sydney.
OH yah. so it leaves me time to go frolicking on my own. WOW. Thanks. Alot.


Anyways, in case if u're asking wat this post is for, well, clearly, it's for me to stash my trash. Get it?

The "Best Superior" in the World

Lost my full blast anger which was there earlier on, before lunch.

I guess being filled-up and happier, does take a leaf from the saying “A Hungry man is An Angry man”.

Wat was I so pissed about??

Fine. I’ll tell you.

That idiocy of that moron (my section manager) managed to ruffle my feathers so much this morning that I could not help but maintain that very obvious & ugly crease on my forehead and a continuous chant of murmured curses all morning at work.

First thing in the morning, I was greeted with the world’s stinkiest breath…*GASP* he really should be nominated for the Guinness World of Records. I’ll even vote for it, that is if they allow votes.
No one can really understand Y he chose to do nothing about it. He did mentioned the fact that his wife was complaining about his bad breath, AND HE HAD THE AUDICITY TO ACTUALLY AFFIRM THAT FACT WITH US?!?! My God. I would have thought he was handicapped of his smelling senses if I haven’t known him. For goodness sake, jus go smell yr bloody mouth, and don’t u dare give me the excuse that u have sinus and thus is allowed an exception!!! I WILL NOT BUY THAT CRAP!! SINUS IS NOT A PERMITTANCE TO HAVING BAD BREATH TT BAD. AND MY SINUS HAVEN FUDDLED MY SMELLING SENSES!!!
Alright cool it… whew. Swear it was my angry half tokking.

Anyways, just to add on to the fact that he stinks like hell, some ex-colleague actually gave him a mug to drink from(he nvr drinks water, and that’s y he stinks like crap) and u know wat he did with it?? He left it somewhere in the office pantry and he continues his practice of not-ever-drinking-from-morning-til-nite. God forbid.

Alright. Now for wat he really did that threw me into a ferocious rage that could have been worthy of a lion. (no ivan, not your kind of roar)


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I guess it might have been my heck-care attitude towards him, or the lack-of-respect face that I used to show him. Oh wait, they both mean the same thing.

Ok. Yeah. I have not been a good subordinate to him (Like he had been a “Year’s Best Manager” to the rest of us in our dept)…

BUT THAT DOESN’T MAKE HIM HAVE THE RIGHT TO PILE WORK ONTO ME LIKE NOBODY’S BUSINESS!!!!!!

U’re right perhaps, that subordinates are to do wat their superiors ask of them. Oh, but have I mentioned the fact that, I am the only one from my dept to endure the brutality of having 3 piles of work that are so unduely passed on to, and no one else, I repeat, no one else had to have additional pilings?!?! And oso, the fact that the other colleagues are having lesser work than before, and I am the one to take the load from them?!
The one and only one.
Yep.
Me.
Wat justice is there?! All because I haven been all nicety to him??????????
(I couldn't help it at all u know. He reeks too much of his breath that his mere walk-by had me holding my breath...)

F***ed-up system.

I detest him, that slimey worm. TT’s so much more injustice that he had done, but too much for me to put into words to continue weaving these post.

I’ll have to leave it here then.














Whew.

Feeling so much better now.





P.S: Seriously i can't see how his wife can take so much crap-smelling.
She must have the world's most powerful sinus, to be able to get intimate with tt stinkbomb.

Eeeeuuu.... gross to the max.

Time-Out

I know i have been missing in action for some time. but hey, i'm not really a no life person u know... ok... i am.

swamped with tonnes of work and studies, with no time to slack anymore.

alright... i do make time to slack huh... lots.

Time is running out b4 i reach the end of my trimester. I need more sands in the hourglass to do this, to do that.

ARGH.

U know how it is like when there u r having so much to do, and here u have so much things to enjoy. I rather be playing than working u know. Tis a fact. I'm a born slacker. Not that normal pple loves work la. But I'm the extreme case of "I HATE WORK!" syndrome.

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Well well, if it ain't the usual ramblings of a lowly employee who have peanuts for her salary. U think everyone enjoys wat they're doing?? Quit wasting your precious office hrs and pls for goodness sake, get back to work!!
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Ok ok... Juz to drop a notice on my sad blog on Y I'll be so pre-occupied and can't possibly find time to update for a while.


Well, the Norm. Work, School, Social ......

And the SIMS 2!!!

Hohoho...
Dun miss me when I'm gone...

Super Size Scary.

That's wat i felt since I saw that documentary Mr Spurlock made, Super Size Me.

I hadn't count on my Kazaa to Download that documentary as there was really a limited no. of users who actually had the video file. But I'm sure glad I've gotten it, since I had missed the opportunity to actually see it at the cinemas.

ok. enuf of the piracy stuff. it's not the issue for today.

I think, that pple shld actually go watch it. Even if they dun have to.

It's really a fight btw the huge food corporations and a minority of health freaks(who actually know their foods) and the documentary though good, is a mere tiny step to victory.

I'm not going to ban Macdonalds entirely frm my life though, cos in the first place, i dun eat their food more than once a mth. sometimes, once in a few mths. As much as I deem Macs as EVIL, I think that we can live with evil some times, as the usual saying of "balance btw good and evil".

It ain't that bad in Singapore where I live as there is no Super size option like in the U.S., and though there is the upsizing option available, it's not a fave amongst us, not-so-giant Asians. Like for me, a petite(?) 5ft2, weighing 45kg, i prefer to have the normal size which is like 4 times smaller than the U.S version, or if i ever order the up-sized meal, it's becoz I'm sharing it with someone. Personally, I think that the U.S super sized meal will be ample for my whole day's of breakfast lunch and dinner!!

Oso, a difference I've noticed btw the U.S and Singapore, is that becoz of the cultural differences, becos Asians are still more conscious of their own appearances, not able to live with the "fat" status, we have this need of bringing down our weights instead of the Americans' way of "jus live with it" & "be happy with yrself".

Not that I'm saying Singapore is totally safe from Macs, the children here are still very affected. Obese Sing-children tripping over themselves becoz they can't see the ground, as i speak. But for adults, the thing that affects most is actually the dieting/slimming centres rather than the EVIL Ronald Mcdonalds. Y would they pay hundreds and thousands of dollars just so that they can get fat at MACs?? The adults are safe here, due to the constant need to be reed-thin. Thin is Beautiful.

OK. getting back on the track.

BUT, as the documentary presented, the Americans really have difficulties in rejecting the fastfood calling. And the govt, as much as they spoke of helping the citizens in their health needs, did little to prevent the fastfoods & processed foods corporations (yes, not only Macs. Herseys & other processed foods which u tot are ok plays a part in the coup.) in taking over the world. Reason?? Becos there's too much PROFIT in it for them. Y stop it frm growing when u can reap so much frm it?? Yep. Even the Singapore govt. Come on, our National Day Parade (NDP) was proudly sponsored by KFC, and all the kids and NSmen who performed there, was weekly fed with the juicy Fat Chicken which continually dripped oil whenever i succumb to the lures of sinful KFC.

Not that the Mac Corp are not doing any reforming activities. After the documentary was shown, Macs abolished the frightening super size option. with immediate effect. started to show health information in their websites. include Nutrition Calculator, as customers can now check out how much fats and calories and the GOOD NUTRITIONS they r getting out of the foods found in their menu. Lots of Sponsorships for Sports games, showing that "healthy side" of Macs, jumping ard playing balls and stuffs. lots & tonnes more of actions such as these. Yep. These are all PR. Public Relations. Their PR dept muz be really good to be making something so sinful look so good. Hey, I'm not complaining. I've got lots to learn frm them.

But can fast food really be healthy?? Image can be easily shaped by a good PR manager, u and I know. But can Fast food really be a healthy choice for meals??
Quoting the August Issue of the Fortune Magazine, Mr Matthew Boyle wrote,
" Two hormone-free, grass-fed beef patties.
Special low-cal, nonfat sauce. Organic red-leaf lettuce.
Reduced-fat cheese. Low-sodium pickles. Vidalia onions.
On a low-carb, multigrain bun.

Yeah, right."

Words can be so manupulative. Now we know. From a normal Mac burger consisting of more than needed amount of fats, a nice phrasing of descriptive wordings can make it sound so healthy. hey. dun laugh. it does work with some customers.

But again, let's face the truth. For here is the most powerful stumbling block of all when it comes to getting pple to eat healthier fast food. Despite the fact that there are so many issues concerning the world's health problems going on, most of us don't really want to eat healthier when we walk into a fast-food establishment.
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True?

Do u by any means go into mcdonald's to order merely a Mcsalad?? oh yah, and even if u do, do u know a Mcsalad contains as much sugar content as a big mac?? well, now u know. In U.S, the salads are named as Premium Salads. In Oz, Salad Plus with their slogan, "nothing over ten grams of fat."
Oh, Really?? is that supposed to be good??? Is that juz wat we need????
hah.

fat hope.
it's more than wat we need.


ALright alright... Think I'm getting biased here.
I need to go get a mac to stabilise my confused mind.
For yr info,
I'm kidding.

Can't say I'm totally anti-McDs, but I I am wary of what they are doing to the world. It's scary.

It's Been Some Time...

... Since I blogged.

OK... only been a week plus. no biggie.


Been busying with lots. Frequent dizzy spells due to over-exposing my tired eyes to the evil computer monitor radiating harmful rays. My PR assignment thats due in 2 days. My planned schedule of driving classes (which i haven the determination to undergo yet.) Too many things to do, too little time.

Speaking of my PR assignment, I'm suppposed to do an issues paper (not tissue paper for goodness sake!) on McDonald's Corporation. Yeah... the Anti-Macs issues... McLibel and the movie, Super Size Me. I for one, am not against this lucrative fastfood industry, considering the fact that I actually love their fries.. yum... with mayo and garlic chilli, oh yes... and the fish mcdippers, succulent and juicy, dipped in a variety of sauces, wasabi and BBQ... The burgers ain't that fantastic as compared to the burgers frm Burger King, but they do a better job in satisfying me than the ones frm KFC... hmmm.... *licking my lips*

okok... enuf of fantasizing those juicy treats. I need to focus here.

After endless research (stretched so long cos i constantly avoided to begin doing real work) and that horrible due date picking up his chase on me, I finally experienced that loss of time which somehow wasn't visible in my first month of studies... haiz... old habits die hard... I'm still the same as before, not willing to start working hard earlier than a few days b4 due... Bad.

I'll like to be blogging about my article here, but, i do remember that I am supposed to be busy at work right now...

GTG.

Going away

Frens n lovers going away.
Sadness floods my soul.

A (whining) Letter to MarcBoi-in-OZ

Dearest MarcBoi,

I presume that u r currently sailing in the air, across the sea to Down Under.
High chance of u dozing off in that comfortable seat, stretched out and contented after a hearty meal of airplane food (which i assume is still palatable).
Oh.. Probably not before a good show of the new seasons of Friends or the F1 rally screening onboard. A small bottle of wine? Or some dessert??
All that and the enthusiam which u showed while counting yr days to departure for OZ, I do think U r having a great time already.
Oh, go on. Enjoy yrself and forget about me will ya?

Well, I shall make myself busy and busier, so that i'll have no time for the seemingly-endless wait for yr return. Or perhaps some time in the clubs, waking the party animal within. Or, maybe some new activities such as the Salsa classes where I need a partner for the cha-chas where we can shake a hell-of-a-booty. Ooh... How about going shopping with a bunch of galfrens, till we run dry of resources??
oh well, seems better if i juz stay busy working and studying, doing housechores in the duration of my mom's absence, slogging away for projects and assignments, with no life...














oh my goodness.


i whine way too much at once.

Pardon me.

I'm tired, love-sick, PMSsy, and freaking way behind time...











Wat m i doing here???









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Ciaos.

CAUTION!!

When handphone is being battery charged and there is incoming call,
before answering the call, remember to:
- Off the power first,
- Remove the handphone from the charger, then
- answer the call.

Better be safe then sorry.

Never use the cell phone while it is hooked to the main!!

Not too good

I suppose i haven been bloggin good these days..
Can't help but apologise.

Still tired after my Cousins left, despite the fact that I have had more peace these days... OOPS. haha... (no la.. I miss u guys...)

Work n Studies catching up on me... Have lots to do even if it's juz the beginning of my first semester, i mean trimester, as we do things faster than normal colleges, squeezing a 6-mths semester into our compact 3-mths trimester. Yes. Oso squeezing our well-deserved 2-mths vacational break each sem, into a 1-week break each tri.
Oh well, can't really complain. After all, I'm getting my degree way faster than others studying in ther regular Us.

Getting sick quite regularly these days too... Bad. very bad. Though the MCs are GOOD, it's really bad for me to keep disappearing on my job like once a week, even if i'm not feeling too good.

Food has an upper hand on me now that i turn to it for most reasons. Esp when I get so frustrated at studies or bored at work, i tend to find things to chew n munch on. DRATS. Getting a lot of flabs, and it definitely is not fabulous...

well, gotta go. sleep is beckoning me n after tt, i've to pick up things from my fren, do revisions n assignments, prepare for projects, do house chores, etc.


jus hope i get to them.

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Let's Meet Harry again!!

No, I'm not particularly close frens with Harry Potter, but i do know lots about him, n he does know nuts about me.
Tis truth i speak.

i've juz made myself an new avid fan reader (yes i'm a late bloomer) of the Harry Potter books and have finshed the 1st book which i started juz yesterday. was a wonderful floating experience, flying through that endless skies, touching the clouds and moon kind, given my love n obsession with magic and the endless impossibles, as i mentioned before.

The Philosopher's Stone was already completed in mere hrs, and me being distracted from work, i was already hankering for the second dosage of Potter's magics in the form of The Chamber of Secrets, The Prisoner of Azkban, The Goblet of Fire, and The Order of the Phoenix.

I have watched the movies of the first 3 installations. but not wanting to miss anything from the original, i was "forced" to take up the real shit with the paperback books costing 14 bucks each, discounted already from Popular.

So, the conclusion of this blog?

Pls forgive and do not seek me during my absence as i retreat into oblivion, seeking solace and my inner peace with the makings of a great wizard...












As if anyone would miss me...

A Whale of a time at East Coast!!

Sorry folks.
Out of action for a week plus.
Been busy frolicking about for my bday…
Big deal u say.
Well, it isn’t really a biggie, but I do like the fuss made over my 21st bday.
And I really liked the way it turned out to be. Lotsa happenings.

Very very interesting indeed. At the chalet.

I had a 3 days 2 nights chalet at the Costa Sands East Coast which I rented it cheap thru my Company @ juz 65 bucks for the whole stay. Yeah man…

The first day n night was fun with cycling and yakking and stupid things which gang n I love to do… Since Xuehua has already blogged about it I her blog, I shall link up with her blog so u guys who are interested in wat happened on the first day, can see things thru those “rose”-colored glasses of hers… www.xuehua.blogspot.com

Yep. Skipping all the way to the next day, where everyone were groggy and sleepy from the wild night of boozing n screaming.

Mayz went to work from there, after we managed to wake her up my imitating lotsa weird sounds (vomitting sounds to be exact), n NOT manage to put her back to sleep when she was trying to keep awake to prepare for work...

The 4 remaining: me & marcboi, XH & Fred.
We tried to make some breakfast out of the grubby can food n squashed up bread we brought along. Thankfully, it turned out ok, though not heavenly.

X n F left after a while of wrestling mania from Marc n Moi. Yeah yeh.. u know it. I lost. But.
I’ll win the next time. Just u wait.

The day n chalet was pretty much to the 2 of us. Went cycling to Macs n drizzle turned into rain, so we took shelter at McCafe. Me first time there, was pretty ok I guess.

Rain ceased n we went on our quiet Sunday afternoon to the chalet.
I wanted to go fishing at the expensive-n-not-worth-it shrimp fishing stall, located jus next to our rented room. 13 bucks for a rod per hr. so basically u juz pay good money to sit there n wait for stupid fishes or shrimps to hook up. Oh, I was thinking that they probably trained the preys to jump on the hooks and get caught once per hr or so. Make the unsuspecting customers get an addiction for catching them and continue paying tribute to sit there n wait. Cos I realised that the customers were always the same pple whom I spotted there so enthusiastically waiting since mornin.
BUT,
I still wan to try….. (didn’t get my chance however since the commando boy wasn’t giving me a choice when he firmly escorted me past the stall everytime I tried to “stray” there…)

Anyways, the night was injected with mahjong and drinking (milder this time, I’ve learnt my lesson) games, when Janice n Jenson (the Jans) dropped in. I lost quite a lot. Like always. But the Jans were real sweet to “give me face” becoz of my bday, n not pursue me for the pay-back. Thanks.
Oh ya, not to forget, the present that the Jans and Jared & Elin got for me. An ultra mini skirt with a nice stripey halter top. All in delightful pink. The hottest color of the season, Janice mentioned. I like them both. I've always wanted to get a mini skirt, but being a tomboy-kind, my courage often deserts me when on my shopping sprees, as i chicken out on trying the minis on. BUT, the mini is alittle too much on the mini side….. ha..ha… (laughs nervously) Do i really have to wear it to club on yr bday??

Another bout of wrestling tt night. with Janice and Jenson starting things off.
Janice was having a lead with Jenson under & unable to move. Then like all guys with the overgrown muscles, Jenson took charge and turned things the other way round.

Marc n I took the stage for the next round of GF vs BF wrestle mania. Having experienced that bitter loss of victory in the morning to the "MarcMan", I wasn't about to continue that line of defeat n hand triumph over to the guys on the silver platter. No can do. i'll have to use all i can muster, my courage, my anger, all my strength, my pinchy fingers, my gnawing teeth, my chipped nails... (yeah, u get the picture huh)

Victory was mine, with all those strengths in line. I won. He lost. Defeated n Battered up, he was panting and bruised(i punched him). YEAH!!

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Okok. I really have to mention this.
Jackass the movie is truly a sickeningly crappy, stupid, moronic documentary put together by a group of ard 10 guys, who are as sickeningly crappy, stupid, moronic, doing idiotic, crazy shit to both themselves and pple ard them (yes, including to pple they know n not know)..

Oh ya…
And it definitely glues u to the set.
U can’t stop watching it.
Including the gals u know.

I for one, watched it 3 times at the chalet.
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Alright. The night was almost over with the ending of the wrestle tournament. Janice n Jenson drove home, Marc n I fell deep to lures of the sleeping devil.
And the last day was nothing to be blogged about as we woke up and went home.
Right.
Til school i suppose. I had a good lecture of mkting communications tt evening at MIS and once again realised the goodness in schools which i missed for a year.

*sigh* i love campus life...

TO: www.jasminet.blogspot.com

HApPi BiRtHdAyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CAn u believe it??
I've been well blogging for exactly a year today...
Given my 3-min-temperamental character, it's a surprise that I'm still at it.

OKs. Anyways, Here's to hoping that i'll continue the fire and passion in this blog.
(corny)

And we lived happily ever after......

This Is My DAY. (Part III)

Alright.
One last blog tt I can name This Is My DAY.

I'm one hell (no.. heaven) of a happy girl right now...

Know Y??

Cos I've had the BEST BESTER BESTEST Birthday EVER!!
MY 21st Bday. Highly memorable thanks to my dearest Markee aka MarcBoi aka the "M" aka Marco de amore.. (ooh.. I LUV to give him names... WEEeee!!)


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I took a half day off work, went home to get ready and await the arrival of my prince charming.
That DArlin... He ended up waitin for me while i was primping away with the dress-ups... Poor Dear... Pleasant surprise for me as he whipped out a bouquet of flowers, roses, baby breaths and this wat's-its-name flower.
My first flower bouquet ever.. so sweet.. Love it.
(i swear this is my first bouquet. somehow the bouquets that my exes tried to give me happened to have some little "accidents" or so they claimed...)

Anyways, we went to watch sillie girlie show Ella Enchanted. I could see he was trying his utmost not to drift away into dreamland... Oh well... Sorry Dear.

Ella was ok. of cos.
the usual fairytaley stories. Happily Ever After with a few sweet lovey dovey songs and rather amusing dances thrown in to complete that of a fairytale.

After was dinner.
I pestered him for the name and place of the restaurant we were dining at, but he wouldn't for once budge, n instead bugged me on where I was bringin him to dine at... . . . . . . .

Buts, he whisked me off to fullerton one to take a river taxi (kinda a memorable ride cos we took it togets when we weren't together yet.) to the restaurant tt he claimed was "far far away"...

Ended up opposite Boat Quay, right in front of IndoChine.
Wow.
The ambience, service, food and deco was fantastic. 'cept for tt tiny cubicle which was the restroom. hmm..
We had Vietnamese spring rolls wrapped in crispy lettuce for starters, then followed by the main with tender beef cubed in sauce, and also cambodian seafood in curry cooked to perfection. Yummilicious...

He wanted to further complement the already-wonderful meal with shooters and cocktails. but as i was mentally-calculating all the expenditure he spent so far on my measly little bday, i nearly choked on that perfect piece of beef.
Then I stopped him from ordering those and heaved a huge sigh of relief when the waiter came with a discounted bill (citibank perks).

ya so, another pretty surprise came in the form of my 21st bday cake, courtesy of my dearest MarcBoi (fave name). Black Forest Cake. Though not a favourite but, i like the cake enuf. (i dun really eat cakes tt's y.)

By the time he came up with the final surprise, i was disoriented with my "faulty" tear ducts leaking, n wat nerve, tt waiter wanted to help us take a photo at tt time!! HMPH. haha... kidding. efforts appreciated. though not at the right time.

wat was the surprise tt was so devastatingly wonderful u ask??
haha....

i'll leave u guessing now. cos i'm feeling the fatigue from my over-excitedness of the day...
oh my gosh, look at the time, my bday's over...


Nitez..

12.45am. 28/07/2004

This Is My DAY. (Part II)

Writing to the world, the skies, the seas, the air, the loves & hates, my frens, my family, my past, present, and future, my acquaintances, my frens' frens, my frens' frens' fren & so on, the gods n heaven for giving me this fragile living aura called My Life.
And lastly, blogging to the readers who actually took time to digest my blog of tea (at the same time, cursing at me, wishing that they haven't plunged their glorious lives into despair, by sharing bits n pieces of time with me...)

Thank you,
for the times u made me grow, a little by little, into this creature i see in the mirror.
for the times u made my inner being feel enlightened, even for tt miserly minute. i felt liberated for a moment.
for the times u made me cry my heart out onto the platter. Tears will learn to cease when i reach the dry.
for the times u made my heart soar so high that i thought will nvr return.
for the times u made me smile, the lines on my face so etched, turning into wrinkles.

Lastly, for the parts n parcels of life n memories each of u had delivered, safe in my heart, locked up n kept within.

Thank you.

This Is My DAY.

HaPPi BiRd DaE 2 MOI!!!!!

Connie n Carla

Watched it juz yesterday..

was rather hilarious with the gay jokes and stuffs. novelty, i guess.

but didn't like it as much as i tot i would cos of the totally unrealistic ending tt was there for the sake of ending the story with the typical same old hollywood happily ever after.

All for a good laugh i suppose.

Everyone wans a happy ending.

don't u??

i Robot

Perhaps the title is kinda weird.
Sounds abit act-cool, i admit.

BUT, after watching the movie which opened just today, after endless differing opinions of wat shows to watch with the MarcBoi, I've therefore decided that, maybe, i was juz being a wee bit too critical of this movie despite the fact that I haven watched it at all, 'cept for a few stupid-looking posters of Will the Man(Will Smith) and some unknown babe..
Yeah. The usual look-cool, seem-cool kinda posters with the hero on some cool machine with the chick hugging oh-so-tightly to him, and of cos, not to forget tt must-have explosion scene juz metres behind which seemingly doesn't seem to bother the stars of the show a wee bit.

Well.

I liked it.

Not bad at all. 'cept for that abit weird link evolving ard his past...
BUT, it's quite an interesting concept to broach on, in my opinion.

Shan't provide too much reviews on it, in case, pple decide to juz read my reviews n stop watching the movie, thus leading to the drop in box office, n the hollywood management decides to kick my puny little ass off the earth...
ok. sorry. exaggeration on my part.

Right.

As I was tokking about the movie.
Great flick for the action lovers.
or the Tech-savvy peeps.
the technologies of the year 2035.
esp. tt Audi futuristic car...
DAmn Slick.
Worth tt tik.

~~~~~~~~
Totally lost wat I wanted to continue...
NVM.

Go watch it.

That's tt.
Til' the next inspiration comes...

WELCOME BACK ANGELA!!!

this time, pls blog for at least a month or so.
dun drop out so suddenly from yr masses of posts i see now...

Not for the Faint-hearted...

This webbie i'm especially introducing to the bored-to-tears-cos-i-have-nuttin'-to-do, and the weirdos with tt saddistic nature, enjoys the flashes of torture inflicted on others such as little cute animals...
 
www.happytreefriends.com
 
One may be secretly thrilled at either the aspect of seeing the highly-innovated death scenes or a certain cute n bubbly song that plays in the background of the murder scene... 
(WARNING: PLAYS OVER AND OVER AGAIN IN YOUR MIND...) 
 
Anyways, it's a great piece of artwork there. Both creative and entertaining...
 
 
 
OK.
Here's another link to another silly flash series.
Might be slightly more offensive as it offers a teeny weeny bit of ...
 
http://www.newgrounds.com/collections/missdynamite.html
 

Inspire me.

Hey ya folks.
Haven much inspiration to write these days.
Basically down to photo-bloging n silly quizzes on bra-sizes.. (HAVE U TRIED IT??)
 
Anyways... Praise Blogger in adding the textcolor option.
Now our Blogging lives can be so much more full of COLOR!!!
I'm loving it!!
 
Juz to advertise a blog by a avid-blogger-wannabe(kidding, she's terrific at blogging), those who are BUSY can also pay their due respects to tt site.
www.xuehua.blogspot.com
 
To Xuehua: ~Respect~ *hammers chest with fist*
 

Ks.
 
Cousins are in KL right now, having fun shopping and stuffs.
The MarcBoi is probably either still suppering with Jared or at Jared's place already.
Family's sleeping and enjoying every bit of their dreams, whilst i witness their salivating mouths, leaving trails of sticky liquids onto their smelly pillows...
 
Me??
I type away at the desktop comp, with an empty brain, barely-opened slits which are supposedly my eyes, and a very much empty stomach, growling away, while i continued with my typing, ignoring its plea for food. Tt empty brain taxing itself on unpaid dues, pushing itself to churn out words and lines to be typed out by the poor reluctant fingers which constantly tries to remind the brain, that it's bedtime, given the retardiness of movement.
 
No idea wat this blog is actually for.
Juz wanted to crap-blog since the long absence of new posts.
Fresh blood to keep the life within...
 
*licks my shiny canine teeth* (ooh... ticklelish)

I don't have to say anything.

Test yrself on Bra-sizes

Link to this image: http://www.zipperfish.com/free/quizimages/alicia-award.jpg

ACTUAL CODE:



Freakin' Hilarious!!

A shot of Me n the infamous "M" aka MarcBoi during our trip to the Gentings. Pimples n bad complexions. Yes.

Gmail anyone??

Hey u guys..

Think u guys probably seen this somewhere. in other pple's blog.

But i need to ask it again.

Anyone wans a gmail??

Cos I've got a total of 4 invites.

1 for lil' old moi. (courtesy of being an avid blogger. Hooray!!)

1 for the MarcBoi. (he silently resents me for having the gmail.
when i haven realised i have invites...)
1 for the cranky galfren. (no choice. if not, she'll bug me.)

and finally the last one is left dangling alone.
i have no idea who to invite.

So, whoever u r. drop me a comment if u wan.
yes. right there. the Tea for u?
yep. click n u can comment there.

so long.

The Horoscope thingy.

I've always held this facination/interest for the Astrology Horoscope which all of us has. (unless u r too plain lazy to even find out which of the horoscope stars u belong in...)

I juz happened to see this site with this title:

Blame his star sign: why men do the weird things they do

Interesting huh?? For us gals of course.

And Of cos, upon seeing the title, interested-little-old-ME went straight for MarcBoi's horoscope analysis in his field.

eh-heh..

~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
'I'm a workaholic, and when I'm not working, I'm hiding in my basement.' Howard Stern (Born January 12)

Capricorn (December 22-January 19)

'I'm a workaholic, and when I'm not working, I'm hiding in my basement.' Howard Stern (Born January 12)

He's strong, dependable, and a bit shy. Whether he's rich or poor, he dresses impeccably, acts like a gentleman, and most likely owns his own business. A male Capricorn will impress you with his reserved good manners. He may remind you of one of those old-time tough guys with a heart of gold, like Humphrey Bogart, and his favourite movie will probably be It's a Wonderful Life. Before your eyes fill up with tears, understand that the movie's evil banker, Mr Potter, is the hero he's modelled his life after.

Living with a Capricorn man is like being tied to a horsehair-upholstered armchair and forced to listen to a continuous loop of the Cheeky Girls. By the third date, he'll have decided whether he wants to make it permanent, which will have nothing to do with whether you feel the same way. Once he's fixed his beady little stare on you, he can make the most devoted Taurus look fickle.

Cappy loves applause as much as cousin Leo. However, where the Lion seeks adoration, the Goat sees it as an affirmation. No matter what means he uses to get where he's going, once he's there, he'll act like he's just one of the good old boys.

Romantically, your Goat's basic attitude is that you should keep your mouth shut and jump into bed. Early in the relationship, he may forget himself and choke out an 'I love you'. Even if he marries you, he probably won't say it again. He will figure that if he made it legal and allowed you to quit your job so you could stay home to wait on him, that's proof enough.

Depending on his financial status, he'll have either a mini office or a hotline to his bookie in the bedroom and will regulate your lovemaking with the same cool know-how he uses either in the boardroom or poolroom. He can be surprisingly passionate, once he feels comfortable enough to lose his inhibitions. But since he's not into role-playing, sensual massage, or the use of mood-altering substances, you'll need the patience of a saint, and the persistence of a Virgo. It may take months to get him to lose the pyjamas and quit shaking hands before jumping between the sheets.

He invented the double standard. He's condescending and totally oblivious to anyone's feelings but his own. He sees himself as the great patron and expects to control your cheque book, social calendar, and household schedule. He's so tight, he'll inspect the toothpaste tubes before you toss them away. Unless he's a chef or a car mechanic, he won't shop for dinner or get his hands dirty changing the oil on the car. But he will dictate the grocery list and give you permission to call the garage he recommends. He doesn't want a partner who thinks. He wants someone who looks good on his arm. If you are a Libra, he's probably your ideal mate. If you are the independent type, be prepared for an onslaught of power plays that makes Scorpio look like a rank amateur.

His motto is, 'Do as I say, not as I do'. He has the annoying habit of trying to make you feel like a dog he's just saved from the pound and expects the same loyalty and blind devotion in return. Should you manage to pierce his hide and wound his ego, he'll shut himself away in a darkened room and brood. Use the break to catch a nap.

~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~


. . . ........
...
..
.
alright...
tt was pretty close to an extent i guess...


well...
i'll drop the link here gals.
u can go check out yr other "better" half.

N for guys,
u too can go see it.
See if u can salvage the situation by not being wat is stated by the horoscope then.
Good luck.



MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAH........

Blogging Craze.

I realised tt there has been a leap in no.s of frens who are blogging these days.
All of a sudden, there are juz so many blogs to read n check upon everyday.
Pple ard, tend to blog about the moods for the day. wat they see n how they feel.
I guess blogger is fast becoming a widely declared online diary of millions n even billions. (is there?)

But somehow, i do get the feeling tt not all will out last the daily-reports one have to update oh-so-regularly.
At least I do know of a couple of them who actually wrote a few interesting posts then faded away as they gradually find it a chore to do so. Yes u Angela.

Well, but I'm positively sure it was well worthy while it last.

Another Link

another Link for us all to literally laugh our head off.

www.happytreefriends.com

as cute as it sounds, pls beware the gruesome scenes u will see.

Courtesy of Ivan Lim.

Marketing Degree

Those who are interested in taking Degrees or Masters privately can take a look at this webbie.

A rather Reputable school of mkting i think.

http://www.mis.edu.sg/education/edu_home.html




I'm considerin tis too.

Very Daring @ Zouk

Here's even another blog to further waste my time at the office.
Bear with it pple...

Very Daring @ Zouk.

The oh-so-very-daring Zoukers whom i mentioned in the earlier blogs.
The results are out and an 18 year in the form of a dreadlocks punk with marilynmanson-colored nails(ok. black.) won the contest.

Yes.
Frens who participated got thru till the middle but luck gave way.
oh well, guess it was fun enuf though.

Dares were unexpectedly daring for Singapore standards.

Contestants had to drink the Cricket Walker -- Crickets & worms grated with lotsa Johnnie Walker
All down in due speed.
The last few to finish had to be eliminated.

Keep Face in Water with fish guts for the longest.
I'll suffocate.
First few up -- eliminated.

Transport the most no. of Squids with one's mouth.
From plate to plate.
Eeww...
Gross.
But commendable to those who did it. Esp. tt only gal left.
*applause*

Eat Sheep's brain n tongue in fastest time.
Last one goes.
Out.

Last stage.
Some silly obstacle course. (yes. the name)
where the remaining guys had to wear this hammer on their hips n operate it by swinging obscenely.
move a brick across the finishing line, poke a heart-shaped balloon, down a shot of Johnnie Walker Red Label.
Then like all Jacky Wu's variety shows, the winner ends the competition with a loud gong.

Exciting. in a sadistic way.

but nvr wishing to be there.
i'm freakin Kiasu + Kiasee.

Blogger's Block (at work)

In case u r wondering why this stupid blogger has so much time n energy to post 3 blogs in a row...


She's bloody having this Monday blues. N Bloody not feel like working for nuts.

Attack of the Bad-breathed Boss.

Oh.. Goodness....
I feel faint already..
...
..
.
NO.. no CPR...
NOT U.....
NNNOOOOOoooooo.........







Half dead.

Car Show @ EXPO

Car Show @ EXPO.

Not really all that fantastic.
Was with u-know-who (hint with a capital "M").
Saw more Suped-up engines in ordinary cars than super cars that comes with super engines.
oh well, wat do u expect??
It's expensive to keep tt sort of super cars.
Whoever would actually wan to share tt spectacular eye candy with the rest of the world, much less, the Ah Bengs n the not-so-well-off execs, drooling on that eye-glaring shiny red hood of a Ferrari????
WELL, I guess things could juz happen with some pple who have nothing better to do n wan to spend their time showing off their belongings at a publicly-visited place, esp tt of a drool fest...
Hao LIAN.

Well again, I know of one such.
My cousin.
Show-off.
His Super-car.
Lamborgini.
Michelago.
oh..
sorry.
Murcielago.
Yes.


OKs...
enuf bout tt king.
let's juz whine about the $10 which everyone has to pay for admission.
WAT?! $10 for entry??? Wat the #$%@???

Heck it.
No body thinks it's worth the price.
But all who went grumpily paid tt due n went on.


Juz to note how "spectacular" was the show.
hmm...
Nothing much actually.
Most the cars present were actually not too much of a stranger to us.
Some we see on the roads. Though not many.
I think the show was literally lacking that aura of the impossibly-locally-owned vehicles.
Like those to-die-for super SUPERCARS,



Aston Martin Vanguish



That alone is enuf make up the $10 of the bloody admission ticket.

Yes. TT Gorgeous Splendid Wonderous piece of Car Metal is not at the show.

(Disappointed)

Wat actually appeared at the show was these bunch of Race Queens
(pretty gals skimpily-dressed, prancing around the cars)

Not tt the gals were not good.
Smart Car exhibitors who knew tt their cars were not enuf for tt $10 thirst they had to quench,
They hired/imported *Kawaii* Japanese gals to pose with the cars.
This move actually pulled crowds(mainly males) to the not-so-worthy cars to snap their cameras oh-so-constantly at the gals... oh i meant cars. (*rolled eyes*)

Well, there was also a showdown of the Race Queens in the pagent tt was held at the show.
yes.
Wat the hell.
good question.
This was supposed to be a car show for goodness sake.

As much as i was more interested in the race queens than my bf(faker) was, i saw unhappy gfs who had to so forcefully pull their reluctant bfs whose eyes are oh-so-glued to the race queens.

Took a few pics of the gals.
will photoblog asap once i have my broadband connection in the comfort of my home.

Cousin Woes.

Saw my younger cousin frm Neds liao.
Still as pretty.
Yes, still underaged but with no effects as we smuggled her into Zouk without any difficulty.
Hah.

Brought lots of Chips n more chocolates.
On a mission to make us fat...
Darn her.
Easy mission.

The Passing of Last Friday.

Forgot to blog abit about XH's bday celebration last fri.
Was real nice. at least for me, not thinking of the $$ paid...

Went to Prego for a good old italian meal of pasta n pizza n italian wine (courtesy of Mr Ivan Lim). Yakked n tokked about life. on how Mr Lim was being compelled to entertain pervertic clients n bosses... oops.
And the whole dinner was warmed by the constant soothing effect of the wine, n entertaining short conversations with the Italian PR of Prego.

After tt, called a cab, n hopped over to Zouk.
met lotsa pple there. Cheryl Ann too.
The old frens: Ribena Vodka, RedBull Vodka, Tiger Beer(courtesy of my trusty UOB debit mini), n a new addition, Lychee Martini. Yum. Current Fave.

Drink-Dance the night away to wake up with ugly puffy eyes, super-yucky skin, n an overly-tired body.

Yep. Will do this again soon...

Met the Boi, Saw the Boi.

Yep. Saw him liao.
Nope it wasn't at all a turn-see-run-hug kinda reunion.
More like "yoz. get on the car now. the stupid taxi behind is sounding the bloody honk."
Yep. Not the type to romance anyone.
BUT. It's all good tt now i get to see him. so tt i won't have time to pay my affections to the "holy" shrine of Qiu Ze which had appeared in my room. HAH.

Fridays are alwaz the funnest. Agreed?
This coming fri will be interesting with the intrusion of the fear-factor element into the usual night-out at zouk.
Jared n Jenson's in the game, with the hope of winning $1,000 and the exclusive free zouk membership...
btw, checked out the flyer which zouk sent me n VOILA... there u see Jared with a few other contestants trying to eat something (i dunno wat. but i imagine it to be as disgusting as the bull's eyeball or something. but then again, with the restrictions from the Singapore culture, as much as the zoukers are westernised n open, i doubt the dares would be as gross as the dares in USA's fear factor series. And plus the comparison of the prize $$.
S$1,000 to US$50,000. HAH. No comparisons needed.
BUT ultimately, i guess it'll still be fun.
Perk up the Singapore life abit. things are kinda bland these days..
..........
or is it juz me...

ANYWAYS,
me gtg now.
enjoy the last wk of yr June holidays, u schoolers...
Enjoy working yr weeks away, u working adults..
Ciao.

The Return of the MarcBoi

Haven seen tt boi for weeks..
Today he returns from the Formosa.
But no. I'm not meeting him today.
Cos he's got things to do... haiz.

Nvr mind him.
I've got my dear gal fren whom i haven seen for a year plus...
Going to meet her later. Quite excited..
She's rather ditzy i shld sae. but dun look like it.
A very interesting gal. Pretty le...

I really haven any idea on how to celebrate my 21st.
Mom said tt it ain't any biggie. well, i guess.
Everyone else is having or has had their 21st at chalets.
I dun think i want the same thing.
cos firstly, it's bloody far to hav to travel all the way to the east, cos all chalets are located there... (or are there hidden unknowns??)
N secondly, I think the idea is overly-used n kinda stale oredie.
Double HAIZ.

*the left n right brain squabbles*
~Maybe i really shld forgo celebrating??
~But it's my 21st!!

(IGNORE)
well, enuf on tt.
Let me juz rave about my one n only crush on a celebrity.
ok... maybe... second crush.
I've always had a thing for guys with a ear stud(esp. diamond) on their left. No.. not really Beckham.
Edison Chen....
Dunno Y.... (sigh)
But, that's besides the point.
I'm currently crushing on this taiwanese guy. Roy Qiu, Qiu Ze. U know??
Well, it was kinda a shot by the cupid sorta thing. Juz went *poing*
n I'm infatuated.. (sigh) again
Too bad i still can't blog with the pictures. if not... heh heh...

Weird for me to be posting such "disturbing" thoughts on my blog.. But, let's juz not care for this blog.

Give it up for the infatuated gals!!
Cheers to Mother Nature for producing such eye candies!!!

Just Another Friday... WHEE!!

I'm back.

To drop tt long-awaited blog. (HAH)

Amidst the heavy(yeah right) workload that plagues me on every normal working day of my existence in Toshiba Singapore.

Oh. About my traumatized-by-love fren, well... not to worry.
she's on the road to recovery. (right, mei? :)
My self-proclaimed expertise in the Aunt Agony division and the many many private F.O.C. BUT spirits-lifting therapy sessions helped of cos..
MUAHAHAHAHA...
Hey. At least let me have tat bit of credit for a job well-done, can u?!?!?!

OK.
Thanks ANYWAYS.
(regardless of whether u said yes or no.)

Later will be my father's day gift to my dad.

WEll, I'll be treating him to a favourite.
FISH SLICES HORFUN & XO FISH HEAD something(erm.. actually my pick)

at this place where it's supposedly quite famous, located somewhere china square(know where??), cos there were actually alot ALOT of photos of stars n celebrities like Andy Lau (i saw alot of him in different clothes n hair), Jacky Cheung (him too), Alex Tu, Stefanie Sun, etc. oh ya. the usual local mediacorp ACTORS.(i dun call them stars)
ya.

Anyways, to give a description, the restaurant is a simple kinda eating house, abit on the lok kok style.
But those who love eating the yu pian horfun. Fish slice horfun.
U really shld try.
No words to describe.

...

ok.
YUMMILICIOUS.

The pork lard, given in a huge serving separately, is fried to the crisp. lumps of crispy sinful bite-sized fats.
alluring for the devilish. well, those angels can miss out on it i guess.

I brought Marc there once before. he seemed to prefer the XO fish head Beehoon.
*shrugs*
all the more better.
More for me.
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

(spots me self in the mirror, holding the fork-staff, horns sprouting from the head n arrowed tail.)

*rubs eyes*
*stares cautiously into mirror*

(sees myself staring back at me with a halo floating above my head and wings behind.)

*whew* still an angel.

For the intoxicated girl who's blinded by love.

Mei.

I knew u were hopeful about still getting back with him. understandable.
but juz didn't think it's this serious.
Serious to the pt where u can't live without him?!?!
Are u willing to throw yr whole life away juz becoZ he's not going to be with u??
Are u going to waste yr time here waiting for alittle of his love n attention????
Are u willing to give up all the opportunities and chances with other people and things tt u could have, only to miss it juz becoz u r still waiting for him????
it's HIM we're tokking about here.
He who speak to u of love only to have forsaken yr love for him.
He who is now in another's arms disregarding the fact tt she is a bitch???
He who says he still wans to be with u but does not even bother to try n do all he can to win u back????

Face it.

He's no longer in love with u.

He's juz toying yr feelings.

Playing u like a cat n a mouse.
pulling u to him when he feels like it, n letting u go when he dun wan yr attention.

Come on.

U muz realise this.

U R TOO GOOD FOR HIM.

Forget him n move on.

I nvr said tt this process was easy.
I do understand tt this requires time n healing.
Take yr time.

BUT PLS.
NVR think of it as Love when he wans u back.
For all u know it could be juz for a while.

Instead,
It's U who dun wan him back.
NVR.
Not ever.
He's not worth yr salts. not even one grain of it.

Pls. Heed me on this.

I Blog for the Broken-hearted.

My fren asked me y there had to be heart-breaks.
Why is it so hard to find true love?
Why can't love be simpler?

Another heartbroken girl. With her shattered dreams. Her diminished hope.

Regretted the love that she endlessly gave, only to be ridiculed at, unappreciated. Regretted the times when she could have chose to love another, only to have missed what was to come. Regretted the days she could have taken charge, but missed again, only to have to suffer the consequences which came along.
Regretted the years spent loving an undeserving jerk, who walked into her heart and took charge, made her love with all her might, and crushed her soul with the betrayal which he kept silent till all who knew told that story of unfaithful love.
Most Regretted the love that did not end there, but flowed on as she forgave, only to have her trust forsaken once again.

"i loved till my heart could take no more,
i wept till my tears run dry.
Realised I loved him more than I loved myself.
All memories of us in bliss, in past,
must end right now,
surround me no more,
for he loves me no more."

Hear this my dear friend,
Easy to forgive, not easy to forget.
But will yrself in forgettin him,
forgotten he will be, in time to come.
Right now u have us,
Me and the rest.
Lose not yr love,
the right one will come.
Keep yr faith in love u will,
Bliss n Love will come to you.
'Cos Cupid has yet to come.

Dun think too much. sleep well.
Love you.

A blog for the MarcBoi

Today.

The day for departure for the Marcus Foo aka MarcBoi.
Departing to Taiwan for his army training, n Singapore will only see him in 2 weeks time.

Yesterday.

Marc started his first blog ever. See my links.

Had a dinner with Jared, Jenson & Janice n of cos the star of the "farewell party", MarcBoi. All beer n burgers (ok, Marc n I had a huge huge HUGE curry-puff-lookalike pizza), and upon Janice's suggestions, drinking games like R.O.C.K, drowning ourselves in Brewerks' Indian Pale ale. Had free cake on Jenson. (no la, he took a pic for the Bday indian boy at the next table) After all tt eating n drinking, came the digicam competition btw Marcus' Casio Exilim X30 and Jared's Konica Minolta Dimage Xg. No winner announced, but it was funny the way we snapped so many pictures as if tourists. I'm sure Marc enjoyed it tremendously. Fun.

Tomorrow.

Well, nothing on for the Marcboi tomorrow, cept tt he probably will be having his first day of training in taiwan. Ganbate.

While he's there training, i'll be here working and welcoming my cousin to Singapore in the evening. Guess my spare time will be filled up to the brim til the time she goes HongKong.

Right. Enuf said here.
Got to go back to work.

Mystical Magic

Juz watched the long-awaited 3rd episode of the highly-anticipated Harry Potter. Totally worthy of the wait.

The fact tt I m utterly besotted with the mystical world of the supernatural did nothing to ease my infatuation for witches and vampires. Elves alike.

ok. Back to the review of .
Rating: ****

The whole movie, in my opinion is a wild ride bringing u up n up n up. Can't be? Well, as i mentioned it was my opinion after all. Anyways, the fantastic still-increasing array of wat magic could do in the wonderful world of Rowling's will keep you immensely entertained. New villians, like the demeators(dunno if i spelled it correctly), the-"infamous"-villian, Sirius Black, New characters like the new Professor Lupin and oso, tt creature which is so alike the cross-breed btw an eagle and a horse? makes the whole 3rd episode a thumbs-up.
Minor details do matter. For example, Professor Lupin turns into the werewolf, how u tell??
1. Lupin -- Wolf (in dunno wat language. forgot. go check it yrself.)
2. Prof. Lupin's fear changed the shapeshifter from Harry's feared Demeator to the Full-moon. Y full moon? he will transform into the werewolf when he sees the full moon.
As for the rest, I kinda forgot... Think work is cracking my brain N i REALLY have to get back. Sorry. will have to stop here and let all u have yr own experience at the movies.

ENJOY.


P.S: the 1 * missing was due to the ending which not everyone was happy about.

The B O L I A O n the E E N G (free)

Swiftly, right after the bo liao blog, comes a true account of my cousin who is flying from Netherlands to Singapore for a visit.
Another bo liao blog u say?
Heh heh...
Maybe.
Maybe, it's a blog tt's there for the sake of being there..
Maybe, it's a blog tt's posted up trying to attract attention...
Maybe, or maybe, well..
Truthfully, i'm juz plain excited tt i'm going to see her soon!! In juz a matter of days...

Sorry readers (as if any) for the roundabout. well.. as i emphasize my pt again. This is after all my blog, the one and only MY BLOG. No one shld be permitted to be unhappy about it, juz becoz the blogger of the blog decides to be so uninterestingly bo liao for her pleasure. NO ONE, i repeat NO ONE, shld have anything bad to say about this. (at least, talk about it behind my back.)
(erm... Actually, u shld voice it out to the blogger. ME.)
(TELL ME HOW BO LIAO I AM N HOW MUCH MORE BOLIAO U WAN ME TO BE..)


Ks. enuf of tt shit.
Anyways, i have to emphasize how excited i really m to see my cousin once again, after 3 years not seeing each other. ALL the spaghetti sauces, ooh... I heard she n her family bought a whole weeks' supply of spaghetti sauces from a particular supermarket there in Rotterdam and the shelf was left empty for the rest of the week...
*wicked cackle*
ANyways, she is of the same age as I am, only a few months older. Her younger sister is oso coming over but at the end of the month and she is a real beauty.
OK. in my opinion, the both of them are gorgeous. SY the elder sister has the look of the mixture of hongkee(wrong spelling?) and Japanese. very fair and rosy. MY the younger sister (guess how old she is, when u see her?), has the look of an eurasian, oso fair n rosy but with a european air. WEll, i guess i maybe biased cos of their relations to me. but trust me, they are not bad-looking. GOOD news for single males. not implying anything here... Heehee..
Will have to bring them ard shopping mainly, i guess. Food and entertainment alike.

Well, alright. Time to stop the nonsensical blogging affair for the day and bring on the work.

To all readers.
Enjoy yr day.

The Bloggers' Rage

I've realised alot of bloggers actually pour their anger, rage, unhappiness, blah blah into their small personal space tt is their blogs. I've seen more pple post unhappy feelings and tots, than pple who actually inject their blogs with the (apparently unusual) happy things going ard in pple's lives. Guess it's their way of releasing their tantrums where assumingly would affect no one at all.
Yes. I added the word assumingly. Cos pple assume n not realise the hurt tt could be caused when the targetted party actually reads the blog and becomes affected n thus causing the spoof-effect.
Well, in my own terms, the Spoof-effect means pple spoofing one another on their own blogs, juz becoz one started to spoof the other one first.
Well, i had my dosage of spoofing n i do understand how bad the results are. either u n the other party ends up hurt n not tok to each other, or the other party n u becomes more than antagonised, bad-mouth each other n not tok to one another for as long as the anger remains (which is i think, a pretty long time)
Haiz.
Hope I haven spoofed anyone thru this blog, but in my opinion, my blog is my personal space where i can put all my feelings to words n thus helping me in realising how stupid or "clever" i've been in feeling all these. well, pple may be unhappy about wat i have to say but if i try to keep mom, n bottle every bit of anger in me, i think it'll be damn disatrous when the time comes for the bottle to be uncapped.

Well, bottom-line is:
PLS help to recycle.
Noo...
erm..
Pls do not litter.
oh no... not right either..
hmm....
...
I don't think i have a bottom-line actually.
PpLe can think wat they wan n do wat they deem their way to be.
Well, this blog is for fun n "inspirational release". HAHA..
It can go into the dumps for no body cares.
for the time being, i'll juz let u up ks?
Enjoy..
Cursing...
Yes. I'm sick n bo liao...

GSS: The Return of the Great Singapore Shark (i mean sales)

Sales sales sales everywhere... Darn.
Sorry about not continuing my promised blog of travel (who m i promising to anyway?) but i can't help but divert the whole theme into the GSS: Great Singapore Sale.

The top-selling newspaper I Want to Mind Your Business reports:
Upon the arrival of the GSS, Girls all over the country have been sighted sharpening their nails, honing their dash-speed, practicing their pulling skills, all to get ready for a Sales-Sighting-Bargain-Buying Spree.
An exclusive interview with our world-famous GSS analyst, Jamien Tanner promptly informs the people of Singapore to prepare themselves for a hell of a GSC (Great Singapore Catfight), in honour of the GSS.
She quotes:
"What's happening here is a phenomenon. People from all over the world should read about this. We should be thankful for this aggressive energy from the 'lesser sex'. With this stupendous craze going on, Sales are being made, estimation of at least 50-100 sales of goods per second. Goods regardless of whether they are good or bad. The women takes them all, due to the mystical effect of the word 'sales' hanging at the entrance of the shops.This way, all those unwanted goods that are obsolete and would end up undeservingly in the rubbish chute for recycle, can all be saved and all will be well again.. Reports of shops throwing the unwanted into the sea and other places would be greatly reduced. Help Save the Earth. Pollution be gone.. Let us all rejoice. Let us all hail to the God of Sales!! To clear the shops of the unwanted goods. To clear space for the Newer goods to arrive!! Hail to the God of Sales!!!"

okok.. so i admit. this is a whole load of bull tt i have juz planted right smack in this blog of mine. But I was trying to prove a point. (to nobody, since nobody reads this blog. *guffaws*)
Sales is undescribably the both good and bad essence required by the female human being. actually, both female n male needs it. juz tt the female tends to have an enhanced version.

For an example of the bad essence in Sales:

I went out with Marc Boi last nite, was totally uninterested in the surroundings as we were strolling along the stretch of orchard boulevard, nothing tt we haven not seen before. but the evil sales took effect when I happen to tilt my head to the left and saw IT.
The word SALES evolved as it hit me.
I dragged my poor boyfren into the store n started foraging for good bargains within the tiny store. I nvr realised tat I still haven't had the resistence to Sales.
Anyways, saw the my favourite tees, a couple of my fave colours and I was blown away. Tried on, was ok i think, tried to calm myself down n think. The storekeeper announced the closing time, and the store was frantically in chaos. Everyone else pulling and grabbing watever they can n go pay. My bored-to-tears boyfren glared at me n the 2 tees i was holding tightly onto. I anxiously glanced at the price. 14->10. No more time to think. The storekeeper glared at me n looked at her watch. ok. buy.
i bought those 2 tees n once at home, went about trying them on. shit. i spotted a few similar tees hiding in the dark corner of my wardrobe. ARGH. juz as i suspected. i bought the same thing juz 1 mth back. -_-

Yes. Above is 1 harmful effect of the Sales. Such power was over me as it dragged me into the store, to even contemplate buying things tt i already have or dun require.

But the good only comes into effect, when u spot the thing tt u had been eyeing for months and haven got it cos it was too bloody expensive, now in a sale right before your eyes. But the sale effect can turn into bad in mere margins, if it happens so to have the thing u wan in a different color or size or any other differences.
So to u all bargain-hunters preparing for action in the GSS.
Beware.

Well, to speak of the male instinct in sales, it normally only happens when in the technology dept. Electronics, gadgets, cars.... u get the picture. Enuf said. I shall state an example with my boyfren who in fact is so typical as a gadget-loving guy.

We happen to walk past this stupid booth in orchard with flyers of offers for Digital Cam, n Marc couldn't ignore it n we ended up in Best Denki to check things out. HAIZ. Tat was it. No further elaboration needed. He bought it. He's happy. N broke.

The things tat Sale makes us all succumb to.

Now tt my pay is here again. Will have to guard my purse well... Amidst the everlasting sale season.....

Holiday fever.

Hankering for a short holiday with Marc Boi in the June school holidays, along with so many students taking their deserved breaks.
Wat did i say? Yes, I said June School Holidays that are totally out of my league.

Indeed.

I covet it.

As much as i yearn for the Dec holidays. It is probably lost to me forever.. sigh. I wish i'm 18 and in poly again. haiz...
oh no... make it 12 where i can retake my PSLE and get into a good high school... n go JC.. n then Uni...
But I guess with different efforts, opens up different routes, brings u to different places, n yields different results. The last I saw of my primary school frens going into prestigious high schools, and most of them ended up in Universities. I guess it's kinda the norm for most pple my age. to go JC then Uni. either tt, or they walk my route, go poly n end up working earlier but of cos, it comes of a lower pay.

I have wondered many times of wat would have happened if i was to take the other path. Sure, one can still go to Uni after completing their studies in Poly. But take note, unless u can get real pple-wowing results, or as newly stated, with pple-wowing talents tat the university can tap into, if not, u better be born with a silver spoon in your mouth.
Why, u ask?
Well, cos the local Us are definitely not going for charity as in taking pple who did averagely in their poly modules. These pple (like me) will have to turn to distanced studying in local institutes or the OVERSEAS which everyone else wans to go.
Once again, I'll have to be a wet blanket n filter the rest of us(yes, me included) to the sad, miserable bunch who can't afford an overseas education on our own. Come on, don't tell me u trust the government to give each n everyone one of us the $$ to go overseas to study?! Naive.
Noo No.. We have to turn to the distanced learning in the local institutes which are not say bad, or anything. but again, the bad news, though u pay the same amount of $$, the recognised level of these distanced studying degrees compared to the degrees u get in local Unis are of different grades. Sad. But true.
Things could have been so much different. If i have learnt the values of the PAPER (certificates) earlier n studied as hard as i could have. Well, each to it's own i guess. I probably would have forgone this path which i was meant to take... HAha.. kidding. Up till now, I have no idea which I m more suited to take. Haiz. it happens.

OKOK. juz realised tt i have strayed too much from my original topic of travelling n oso, it's my time to leave the bloody ofice. shld really go soon. dun wanna work an extra hr right now.

too hungry... need food...

Here's something i received from an email. I think it's true n pple in their 20s shld really read this:

Twenty-something"

They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is
when you stop going along with the crowd and
start realising that there are many things about
yourself that you didn't know and may not like.
You start feeling insecure and wonder where you
will be in a year or two, but then get scared
because you barely know where you are now.

You start realising that people are selfish and
that, maybe, those friends that you thought you
were so close to aren't exactly the greatest
people you have ever met, and the people you have
lost touch with are some of the most important
ones. What you don't recognise is that they are
realising that too, and aren't really cold,
catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as
confused as you.

You look at your job...and it is not even close
to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe
you are looking for a job and realising that you
are going to have to start at the bottom and that
scares you.

Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what
others are doing and find yourself judging more
than usual because suddenly you realise that you
have certain boundaries in your life and are
constantly adding things to your list of what is
acceptable and what isn't.

One minute, you are insecure and then the next,
secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force
of your life. You feel alone and scared and
confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you
try and cling on to the past with dear life, but
soon realise that the past is drifting further
and further away, and there is nothing to do but
stay where you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone
you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lay
in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone
decent enough that you want to get to know
better.

Or maybe you love someone but love someone else
too and cannot figure out why you are doing this
because you know that you aren't a bad person.

One nightstands and random hook ups start to look
cheap. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot
starts to look pathetic. You go through the same
emotions and questions over and over, and talk
with your friends about the same topics because
you cannot seem to make a decision.

You worry about loans, money, the future and
making a life for yourself...and while winning
the race would be great, right now you'd just
like to be a contender!

What you may not realise is that everyone reading
this relates to it.

We are in our best of times and our worst of
times, trying as hard as we can to figure this
whole thing out.

~End~

There. Wat do u think?

Being Popular is good ya?? good n bad. everything comes in doubles.
U can juz pretend U're J.Lo and they are constantly tokking about yr BUTT!!
MUAHAHAHAHA...

A Song for the Sixteen

Woah... ok cool it gal.. getting all worked up over the TAYs. not a good sign at all. dun bother too much la. try keeping yr mind on something else when they r tokkin to u ya?
Officially Sixteen and able to go... (erm. not old enuf to go clubbing however.) but nvm then. sixteen is one of the favourite ages for gals.
the Sweet Sixteen tells u ya?? Me feel old.....
OK. Do well for yr exams n make the Tays shut up about u (at least for a while) Ks?
See ya after the exams yoz?

Dedicated to my dear Cousin Mandy aka XiJia (in a totally non-sarcastic way)

ok. i shall drop the "Dear Blog" thingy... in courtesy of my cousin.

Juz an hour ago or so, i was DAMN upset, DAMN pissed off. By this cousin of mine. I totally couldn't understand Y she was so fucking upset over this stupid dinner which (i have to emphasize it once again) Me, Desmond, n Lester were coerced into paying for, in other words, treat. WE, didn't really view it as a TAY SISTERS' UNIT kinda gathering. so we went along with it, thinking tt it was a Desmond-Lester-TheirDad-7thAunt-Jessica-Mom-Dad-Me kind of dinner. cos that's wat we were there for. all is well until, my mom suddenly called up all the aunties............. ok. been thru this already. u shld know. Conclusion here: My Mom's the culprit.

Back to the dedication. I dropped a few comments on Mandy's blog. still abit emotionally unstable there. Yes me. She blasted me thru her Blog and I was so hurt becoz i had hoped tt she would have toned down her fire power.
Then I suddenly realised tt wat she was totally mad about was the way the sisters actually complained n criticised about her. nvr really giving good comments about her. I have for more than once tried to ask them to back off. but i guess, it's a very bad habit tt they have which they cannot for once get rid of. I suppose most moms have tt sort of idiotic problems.

Like take for example:
Mom sees Cousin doin a card for cousin's mom on mother's day.
Mom goes home expectin mom's daughter to make card for her too.
Mom finds no card.
Mom gets fucking pissed off thinking,"why she dun love me?"
Cousin's Mom tells mom happily tt cousin made card for mother's day.
Mom have no card to show off.
Mom either
(1)complains to cousin's mom n cousin's mom spreads word.
(2)scolds mom's daughter for not loving her.

Eventually, the daughter ends up fucking pissed rite??

Parents n adults, alwaz, nvr fails to look at all our faults and nvr lool at wat good we have done.

In Mandy's case, becoz u tend to be quieter during family gatherings, the Tay sisters hold it against u as they think u r like damn arrogant and u look down at them and dun even wan to talk to them. middle-aged adults esp have a tendency to be so much more sensitive, n we as young pple who can tolerate more nonsense shld be more careful in treading these danger zones.(in my opinion tt is)
Furthermore, by not smiling too often, they are taking it like u r pissed with them. so even if u dun mean it, they will feel threatened and try to sting u with their critisms which they think tt are right for u. which in turn causes the anger war going on til now.
still with me? ok.

Another pt here, is tt they really dun have the habit of telling good stuffs to anyone younger than them. They cannot bring themselves to praise their children, nephews and niece directly. Don't ask me. I dunno Y oso. guess it's just that conservative thingy.
Like for example,
Jia did damn good in her O'levels.(for old times' sake)
Min did not do as well for her Os.
Min's Mom praised Jia for outstanding results NOT IN FRONT OF JIA BUT IN FRONT OF MIN n scolded Min for the bad results.
Min was originally jealous of Jia being able to get into a Girls' school, and now, becoz of MOM's constant praising of Jia in front of Min (but not in front of Jia), Min becomes demoralised and pissed off at Mom for not being supportive of her instead at times like these.
Jia continues her everyday life without ever knowing tt Mom was praising her and Min was jealous of her.
This continues till the next "bad" thing that either Jia or Min did.
Then the cycle continues.

Another example (shorter) would be when my mom told me tt u want to get a cake for yr mom, i assume she knows tt u love yr mom already. Yes she does think tt u love yr mom. cos she was hinting me n Jessica about the mothers' day. but the next moment i dunno wat happened oso, yr mom called to say she's not going (in the 1st place i didn't know she was going), then my mom assumes tt it's u who goes out on mother's day, leaves yr mom alone n dun care about her. ok. i can sense anger reading this paragraph. the Tays love to manipulate words even if they are not true.

Somehow, i think the problem oso arises becos moms love to show off their children's achievements and filial piety. it's kinda of their trophy i guess.

As the both of us are of the same age and living in Singapore, Most comparisons evolve ard u n me. Yes. I do have my fair share of sarcastisim n criticism from the Tays. perhaps less these days.
U shld know how they alwaz blame me for almost everything that went wrong when we were young. back then, everyone assumes tt u r the angel and i m the devil. u fall down, everyone blames me. tt sort of thing.
But i guess, due to my family, esp my mom, had gruelled me into this play-doh. i can't take too much critism like u can stand up to them. I'm weak, feeble... One thing the family nvr know about me is tt i'm prone to tears whenever someone criticises me. So being a play-doh is totally the thingy for me to survive in this family. Wat the family wans i'll try n be watever they wan. it's in my blood now. Not tt I nvr tried to stand up to them, cos i really did. but the thing is i ended up crying.
Who really wans to be a moldable person?? I would definitely love to be a person who has her own mind set on something n will go all out to attain tt. Someone who saes wat she feels n blah. But it's juz not me. Unless to the closest thing or pple i'm with. At least, I nvr suck up, i merely try n put things across in the best light tt i could. i would nvr tell an ugly person straight like,"u r the fucking ugliest person tt i have ever seen." or even a simple "u r ugly."
NO. Tt'll totally cramp my style. ok. not style. pattern.
I m more likely to say, "wow, u have nice toes." or "hey, that's an awful nice dress u have there."
If that's sucking up to u, have it yr way man. u r entitled yr own opinions. to me, it's a way of communication n my policy is to be nice.
perhaps, there r times i can be abit crude. maybe somewhat crude. but i'll end up damn guilty, believe it or not.

ok. enuf about the play-doh gal.

I know tt u r nice in yr own way, cute (well, not really Boo-material u know..), and no longer the renegade tt u used to be. But I see u shutting yrself from all the Tays and they in turn, tries to pry open yr world, ending up poking u all over, so much so tt u wan to scream n shout n even KILL them. Maybe u dun realise it. but i think their opinions of u do matter to u yrself. cos in my case, when i was so down with their stinging critisms n bad light of me, all i wanted to do was to make them all love me for who i was n not constantly putting me down.
The Tays for sure do not know how to make pple feel better. only feel worst.
They wan for us to be wat they envision is ultimate goodness. and We'll probably rise up to heaven and stuffs. But little do they know wat damage they r doing to us. making us feel watever our efforts, all down the drain.

Of cos, i would hope for them to be more compromising rather us doing tt all the time. but it'll be tough.

okok. this is getting too bloody long. i have to get out of my office now. byez. hope u read it. thanks. n dun get mad if that's not wat u feel. cos tt's basically wat i think.

Thoroughly MISUNDERSTOOD. STILL.

Dear Blog.
I have no idea Y i have to actually go about convincing this cousin of mine tat I really have no idea the dinner really wasn't my idea. I have ABSOLUTELY no idea Y I was labelled a Bootlicker who sucks up to her aunties and relatives. Wat for do I wan to do tt??

Not tt i haven tried explaining myself. I have left notes in her comments box in her blog, anxious to clear my name. But in vain.

U know wat she replied?!?! *haiz* i really dunno wat to say now.
She replied with something like, "watever. i dun care a damn. i expected u to say this."

Wat?! I nvr would have expected her to be so stubborn n not even try n understand my situation?!?!?!

ok.. i mean she has all along been very stubborn BUT, I really was hoping for some understanding from her, if not a little. After so many yrs of r/ship as one of her closest cousin, i would definitely expect her to at least come demand "WAT THE hell was tt??", rather than blast me from the comfort of her blog n not even bother to try understand my situation n intentions when i try to explain, juz shutting me from her life. GREAT.
I didn't even intended my gesture (dinner treat) as wat she viewed my intention to be. No, I'm totally not trying to suck to them. My mom just wanted to treat all her sisters to dinner.
DO U GET IT?!?!?! I didn't even know who were comin for the dinner cos all along I tot it was juz Lester's family n Mine. IT's TT SIMPLE!!!BLOODY SHIT.

To sum it up, we're both fighting over something tat is not even there in the first place!!!

In turn, I'm getting irritated. Here I am trying to patch things up with her, n there is the other side where all the other aunts assuming tt she is being rebellious to her mom, n are expecting me to reform her. (No, they dun know tt we are fighting.) This is too much for me to handle.

I need a break...

Oh sorry, I need to get back to work now.

The MAD Singapore Idol craze.

hey ya.. wadup? nothing really.
it's juz kinda crazy these days. with the hype-up about the Singapore idol, and privately, family feuds... if only the whole epi can be sung out n resolved by William Hung who makes everything bloody funny. ok. sorry. it's corny.

oh ya. regarding the family feuds. can't blame my cousins for disliking the MOMs aka the Tay Sisters. I do too. They are a bunch of arrogant, Complain-Queens, violent (esp my mom), narcissistic women who like nothing better than to talk about their lives, their kids (us), and wat their kids are going to do or have done. like take for example, the ever-commercialised mother's day:

Mom aka 3rd Tay Sister, relished the remembrance of wat they did in the past for their mom aka POPO. I was there harmlessly sipping my drink n suddenly felt the sinister glare, which i turned n noticed MOM staring at me, menacingly. how can i not notice?? With chills down my spine, i knew wat was on her mind (Y I dun have a CELEBRATION?!?!?!), n i slowly put down my drink n asked her if she wanted to have a dinner treat as a family celebration for mothers' day. *NOTE: I meant the 4 of us kind. Me, sis, Dad n the star of the day, her.*she said tt she din wan cos to eat out on Mother's day would be too expensive n crowded as it is overly-commerciallised ou there.
i hid my relieved sigh as i resumed sipping the drink.
Then later tt day, whilst i was happily shopping at Zouk's Flea mkt, I received a phone call from my cousin Lester asking me to share a Mothers' day dinner treat. Obviously, the poor boy was cornered to take out his (peanuts) miserable pay which he got from his attachment work to "do a little something" for his mom aka 7th Tay sister. which he did. but asked me for help.. well, in a way... so i agreed. in attempt to shut the Tay Sisters up. hoping tt they'll have less to complain about ya??
~OK. End of Scene 1. ~

~Scene 2~ *Action*
Now, now... Dun get carried away, thinking that things are going to be better, n we lived happiyl ever after.. cos things nvr happen like tt. They juz dun happen like tt, haven and never will.
The dinner wasn't a great dinner for the people who paid their dues. The 3 of us had to sit in to listen to all the blabber and gossips about everything, while mentally calculating how much everything on the table costs and how much we'll be paying later... *SIAN* Anyways, the bad things tt happened didn't juz end there.
The Tay Sisters apparently enjoyed the whole affair so much so tt they started planning for the Fathers day celebration by themselves!! Who's paying u ask? well, it's THE KIDS again. ok. mainly me. COS Y?? Cos I'm WORKING!!! SHIT. sure makes me feel even more wanting to go back to studying. no responsibility of providing. no financial burden of alot of things...

okok. back to the story, here's scene 3:
Have had the time to check out my cousin's blogs. those who didn't go to the KIDS-exploiting scheme dinner. HOw "delighted" was I to find wat my dear cousin wrote about me. okok. abit harsh for my tone here. i apologise.
Well, i think wat she was bloggin about was the anger at me, for trying to be so goody-two-shoes and everything to go treat the evil Tay sisters n make a big fuss out of it, causing evil to expecting her into doing all that i have done.

For your information, dearest cousin, I have no idea tt a mothers' day dinner celebration was to SUDDENLY evolve at my expense.

I sure hope u dun think tt i'm asking for this as I DID NOT. I did wat I think tt will shut them up. though not for long, but at least for some time. ahh... the peace n quiet that i get to enjoy now does not come cheap nor last long.... But again, AT LEAST for now...


Hope this would clear some misunderstandings. N pls check with me b4 assuming things. thank you very very much for yr cooperation.
Let's juz pray tt the "evil" TAY SISTERs will forget about Fathers' day...