Happy Birthday to me... Happy birthday to me! Happy birthday to me, me.. happy birthday to me! Well what difference does it make, whether i celebrate the birthday or not?
Growing up sounds screwed! Since when was being older a good sign?
Never!
I wish i'll never grow a single bit older.. just like PeterPan! The younger you are, the less expectations and obligations you'll be tied to.
Take a baby for instance, no one expects a one day old baby to do anything, except to drink milk when he's fed, and to grow up soon.... He can cry when he fancies, and smile and laugh if he fancies (doubt a day old baby knows how to laugh), no one seriously bear a grudge against him for being unruly....and irritating
By the time when they're a year old, these babies are expected to like know how to walk, crawl and say stupid words like mum mum, mama, dada..
In preschool, be as naughty as possible, and in primary school to have good grades, for your folks to boast about, with pride.
Next would be the working hard to strive for a good secondary school, followed by good tertiary education blah blah blah...the expectations grows heavier as u get older...
At 22, i really don't know what's in store for me..
For a self proclaimed optimist, i'm really very pessimistic over the outlook of my "maturing" or ageing..whatever u call it.
It's a bad year to start with, with all the gloomy and depressing news. Now that my granny's passing away coincides with my birthday, i can't quite celebrate my birthday with a big bang and all, coz im still supposed to be mourning! But mommy says it's fine to celebrate with my friends, so long as it's not at home.. (ooh dont i just love mommy?)
Yeah i had a taste of precelebration on Wednesday at zouk, had talks and plans what to do for Friday. Chris & GF offered to have a quiet dinner with Leonard and i, either out in town or somewhere, or over at his place for a BBQ! Mad leh..so onz about celebrating for me! heeheehee
Yeah, zouk was exhausting,i couldnt wake up for my morning lessons! Ha haha... Went for driving in the afternoon, didn't think i improved much, but i've been trying to disipline myself, by going for driving lessons more frequently. But i think BBDC's management is pretty screwed up. They don't know what they're doing anymore. Confusing people, attempting to be confuscious! Full of crap and new reshufflings and many crappy nadas!
Yeah, finally met up with Selene today, took my prezzie from her, and we went to the UK Funfair at Woodlands. We try to make it a point to meet up for Funfairs rides annually.
We had lots of fun, and screamed quite alot when we were up on this ride called the Gforce.
It was horribly fun! Laughed and screamed nonstop, til my throat grew hoarse.
We turned green after the ride, and the rest of the rides didn't seem quite as interesting as the Gforce. So we randomly selected this other ride called the Airforce, and sat in it. It wasn't as thrilling, but nevertheless, still pretty fun. Screamed alittle here and there..spent like over $20 just at the fair!
After hanging out at the fair for what seemed like more than an hour, we finally left the park. Picture this: 2 dishevelled looking girls with greenish/greyish face working their way towards the causeway point for a drink! Though we looked green, we were still pretty hyped up with all that thrilled alright!
It's quite a funny sight!
Chilled out over at MOS burger, to cool down, quench thirst, waiting for the queasy feeling to pass, and to wait for Leonard to come, before leaving.
Had Prata at Fongseng, after we left woodlands and i wolfed down 2 slices of cheese prata, and 3/4 a bowl of sup kambing and my cup of teh peng!
All that screaming gave me a huge appetite!!
Then came all the flooding of birthday wishes from my friends.. I'm so touched that they remembered! Of course Nerd Nerd was the first one to wish me Happy Birthday on the spot, and the advance wishes that i had earlier this week, Im Actually more like surprised that those friends whom i've not been in touched with remembered!! Ooh i received this cute e-card as well.. hahaha
Yeah i truly am glad that it's my birthday, but im definitely depressed over the gloom that im walking around with....it feels anticlimax ya know.... so much screaming on the eve of Bday, and depression on The actual day itself.
Don't quite know what to expect from myself, now that im a year older. Guess nothing would change drastically, just that there's nothing to look forward to this year, so im not that excited. With 22 years of celebration, nothing seems to baffle me much anymore. Doesn't feel quite special anymore either. U no longer feel like a kid, all excited over the fact that you're growing older... boo! i guess u'll call what im feeling now as mid life crisis?
Gonna sleep now. Got a long day ahead ... tomorrow might have a better outlook of life (meaning my usual sefl) Night people.
Friday, February 25, 2005
Friday, February 18, 2005
It's all over...
On the final day of Granny's funeral,
We engaged the services of a band, van, and many other stuff.
Sending my granny off, the last ceremony prompted all the feelings that I've bottled up to burst.
I cried, wailed, and sobbed.
What difference would it make?
She's gone.
Taking my final look at her, she's turned alittle greyer as each day passes, that's when reality really sinks in.
The only granny that I've ever knew. She dotes on me no matter how naughty I am, how I love her home brewed soup, her food, and her endless chatter.
Recalling the days when I lived with her, I was her unofficial secretary..
She would routinely call for me before she starts cooking dinner.
"girl ah... who's not eating dinner tonight?" in chinese.
I would in turn rattle off the dinner attendance, telling her who would not be home for dinner, who's gone out and many other what nots.
I spent every living moment tagging along to wherever she goes.
Market, visit friends and relatives. I was practically her shadow.
I recalled once, when I was quite sick, mommy had to chase me round the house, juggling the the spoonful of medicine. No matter how much chasing, cajoling, and threats.
I refused the medicines.
Until I saw granny with her basket.. I knew she was going off to the market.
I was only allowed to tag along, on the condition that I finish up my cocktail of medication.
I loved her that much.
I understood Hokkien as young as a young age of three and was able to eavesdrop on granny's conversation with my grandpa.( I had pior training over at my baby sitter's house),
Desperate, they had to converse in Malay, when they wanna discuss secret topics -
Like how to sneak out when your grand daughters not looking.
There was also the time when I had mumps at age 4 or 5 years old.
Grandma brought me to the chinese doc.
They believe that by writing the chinese "Tiger" on my cheeks, the mumps would go away,
for the fact that mumps was a "pig skin" ailment.
Therefore, the pig will be eaten away.
It's silly, but she believed in it.
Back to the ceremony.
It's a pretty grand thing, with the band playing weird songs that i've never heard of, while we trailed after the van that was carrying her coffin.
In socks.
We walked for a short while, boarded the hired bus and headed over to Mandai Crematorium.
The place is pretty posh.
Nicely decorated, with open toilet concept just like the zoo, and the service hall reminds me of a cathedral.
I really wonder how I could take in so much details in a distraught state of mind.
I was crying intemittenly...with intervals where I would chat with my cousins, then weeped
Is this actually normal to be happy, sad, happy, sad?
I guess the worst part of the event was when the coffin making it's way to the furnace.
Everyone was crying, yelling.
Heart wenching, for we couldn't bear to see the coffin disappear from our sight.
The coffin disappears into a little tunnel and i was crying really badly, not sobbing nor was it tears strolling across your face.
It was loud sobs, or wails that came from me.
We left shortly after most of us have calmed down, for a temple in Bedok called "wan fo lin", Forest of ten thousands of gods.
That's where her tablet would be placed in temporarily, until 49 days later, she'll be shifted to yet another temple in Hougang, called "wan fo tang" , Hall of ten thousands of Gods.
Mommy and Daddy went to collect her ashes this morning.
I couldn't bear to go through the process of picking up her remains, so i opted for the cowardy way out...to stay at home and hide under the blankets.
Sleep seems to be the route away from reality recently, together with hanging out with friends.
But life goes on. Occupying myself with what i can wear, what I can't wear, digging out all the black stuff from my wardrobe, ironing out all the white stuff that I've worned, and I'm pretty shocked at all the black stuff that I haven't been wearing.
They've been so neglected.
I am relieved that my granny has gone on to a better place.
That she no longer needs to be trapped in her body.
2 years of "sleeping" is a tough torture.
God has his ideas for each and everyone of us, and i do believe that everything happens for a purpose, though i've never been brought up with any particular religion, but seriously, don't you think so?
- was pondering over it after watching Constantine. You guys should catch it, if you haven't already caught it.
We engaged the services of a band, van, and many other stuff.
Sending my granny off, the last ceremony prompted all the feelings that I've bottled up to burst.
I cried, wailed, and sobbed.
What difference would it make?
She's gone.
Taking my final look at her, she's turned alittle greyer as each day passes, that's when reality really sinks in.
The only granny that I've ever knew. She dotes on me no matter how naughty I am, how I love her home brewed soup, her food, and her endless chatter.
Recalling the days when I lived with her, I was her unofficial secretary..
She would routinely call for me before she starts cooking dinner.
"girl ah... who's not eating dinner tonight?" in chinese.
I would in turn rattle off the dinner attendance, telling her who would not be home for dinner, who's gone out and many other what nots.
I spent every living moment tagging along to wherever she goes.
Market, visit friends and relatives. I was practically her shadow.
I recalled once, when I was quite sick, mommy had to chase me round the house, juggling the the spoonful of medicine. No matter how much chasing, cajoling, and threats.
I refused the medicines.
Until I saw granny with her basket.. I knew she was going off to the market.
I was only allowed to tag along, on the condition that I finish up my cocktail of medication.
I loved her that much.
I understood Hokkien as young as a young age of three and was able to eavesdrop on granny's conversation with my grandpa.( I had pior training over at my baby sitter's house),
Desperate, they had to converse in Malay, when they wanna discuss secret topics -
Like how to sneak out when your grand daughters not looking.
There was also the time when I had mumps at age 4 or 5 years old.
Grandma brought me to the chinese doc.
They believe that by writing the chinese "Tiger" on my cheeks, the mumps would go away,
for the fact that mumps was a "pig skin" ailment.
Therefore, the pig will be eaten away.
It's silly, but she believed in it.
Back to the ceremony.
It's a pretty grand thing, with the band playing weird songs that i've never heard of, while we trailed after the van that was carrying her coffin.
In socks.
We walked for a short while, boarded the hired bus and headed over to Mandai Crematorium.
The place is pretty posh.
Nicely decorated, with open toilet concept just like the zoo, and the service hall reminds me of a cathedral.
I really wonder how I could take in so much details in a distraught state of mind.
I was crying intemittenly...with intervals where I would chat with my cousins, then weeped
Is this actually normal to be happy, sad, happy, sad?
I guess the worst part of the event was when the coffin making it's way to the furnace.
Everyone was crying, yelling.
Heart wenching, for we couldn't bear to see the coffin disappear from our sight.
The coffin disappears into a little tunnel and i was crying really badly, not sobbing nor was it tears strolling across your face.
It was loud sobs, or wails that came from me.
We left shortly after most of us have calmed down, for a temple in Bedok called "wan fo lin", Forest of ten thousands of gods.
That's where her tablet would be placed in temporarily, until 49 days later, she'll be shifted to yet another temple in Hougang, called "wan fo tang" , Hall of ten thousands of Gods.
Mommy and Daddy went to collect her ashes this morning.
I couldn't bear to go through the process of picking up her remains, so i opted for the cowardy way out...to stay at home and hide under the blankets.
Sleep seems to be the route away from reality recently, together with hanging out with friends.
But life goes on. Occupying myself with what i can wear, what I can't wear, digging out all the black stuff from my wardrobe, ironing out all the white stuff that I've worned, and I'm pretty shocked at all the black stuff that I haven't been wearing.
They've been so neglected.
I am relieved that my granny has gone on to a better place.
That she no longer needs to be trapped in her body.
2 years of "sleeping" is a tough torture.
God has his ideas for each and everyone of us, and i do believe that everything happens for a purpose, though i've never been brought up with any particular religion, but seriously, don't you think so?
- was pondering over it after watching Constantine. You guys should catch it, if you haven't already caught it.
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Bye Granny
Granny passed away on 12 February, Saturday.
Mommy woke me up with news that she is critically ill.
Naturally, everyone rushed to the hospital.
We barely stepped into the room - the doctors pronounced her dead at 12.55am.
The wailing and tears was inevitable, but I am relieved that her suffering has finally eneded.
In the past 2 year,s my granny is just like a sleeping beauty.
Sleeping helplessly, unable to wake, talk or eat.
She suffers from bedsores and swelling from her "sleep" ailment
That was how she led her life.
It hurts me to see her in her unconscious state, and how her face swelled from water retention, how her body would shrink, as her muscles contract from immobility.
Everytime I see her, a part of me dies.
I've traded new year celebrations for mourning.
I've got nothing against mourning.
I grief for the loss of my grandmother, but there are so many rules to adhere to.
It's driving me nuts.
There's the frumpy dressing rule, the vegetarian rule, the no jewelleries, no nail polish rule, and many more.
Well luckily, no one said anything about my hair. Coz i'll be absolutely pissed, if i gotta cover my hair with black dye.
The funeral is pretty grand and all, with alot joss sticks, and sitting down.
Sister was falling asleep alot during the rituals, while we were kneeling down when the busload of people from the temple was chanting.
I couldn't understand what they were chanting, despite the fact that I was holding the scripture book.
There was alot of bowing to do, and to the point where we did not know when to stop.
It was quite funny on hindsight.
Tomorrow would be the last night of the wake, and Wed would be the day for cremation.
It's finally gonna be over, and everyone would be able to rest properly.
This entire funeral experience is good for the family. There is the bonding and relationship that we've rebuilt, you know, relationship that has waned over the years, and so it's pretty obvious that we're pretty close knitted now.
But for the next 49 days or so, i'm gonna feel like im some kind of plague.
Mom say that i won't be welcomed at anyone's house, neither would I be able to visit anyone over at the hospital, or celebrations.
It's a shitty feeling.
I did not get to celebrate Valentines day, not that I do anyway.
Mommy woke me up with news that she is critically ill.
Naturally, everyone rushed to the hospital.
We barely stepped into the room - the doctors pronounced her dead at 12.55am.
The wailing and tears was inevitable, but I am relieved that her suffering has finally eneded.
In the past 2 year,s my granny is just like a sleeping beauty.
Sleeping helplessly, unable to wake, talk or eat.
She suffers from bedsores and swelling from her "sleep" ailment
That was how she led her life.
It hurts me to see her in her unconscious state, and how her face swelled from water retention, how her body would shrink, as her muscles contract from immobility.
Everytime I see her, a part of me dies.
I've traded new year celebrations for mourning.
I've got nothing against mourning.
I grief for the loss of my grandmother, but there are so many rules to adhere to.
It's driving me nuts.
There's the frumpy dressing rule, the vegetarian rule, the no jewelleries, no nail polish rule, and many more.
Well luckily, no one said anything about my hair. Coz i'll be absolutely pissed, if i gotta cover my hair with black dye.
The funeral is pretty grand and all, with alot joss sticks, and sitting down.
Sister was falling asleep alot during the rituals, while we were kneeling down when the busload of people from the temple was chanting.
I couldn't understand what they were chanting, despite the fact that I was holding the scripture book.
There was alot of bowing to do, and to the point where we did not know when to stop.
It was quite funny on hindsight.
Tomorrow would be the last night of the wake, and Wed would be the day for cremation.
It's finally gonna be over, and everyone would be able to rest properly.
This entire funeral experience is good for the family. There is the bonding and relationship that we've rebuilt, you know, relationship that has waned over the years, and so it's pretty obvious that we're pretty close knitted now.
But for the next 49 days or so, i'm gonna feel like im some kind of plague.
Mom say that i won't be welcomed at anyone's house, neither would I be able to visit anyone over at the hospital, or celebrations.
It's a shitty feeling.
I did not get to celebrate Valentines day, not that I do anyway.
Thursday, February 10, 2005
Hair shoot + Chinese New Year.
Well, the fact that i haven't been blogging much, probably means that life is boring, or exhausting.
I will go with a mixture of both.
Monday morning: Went over to Far East for a last minute hair touch up before rushing over to Pacific Plaza for a photoshoot with Sam.
The shots turn out alright i supposed, though im not allowed to smile in any of the pictures at all! So it looked as if I was in a really grumpy mood, and that i was gonna kill the photographer.
( What to do, Daphne has a very fierce and dao face ma, so don't mess around with her! )
Everytime the photographer told me to pose, Sam (the hairdresser) would run to me, arrange my hair nicely, apply lots of hairspray, and take an awfully long time to arrange my hair.
Frozen in awkward position for too long, I was close to tears.
Fours later, from hair touch up + trims + photoshoot.
I exhaused from too much hair and posing, I was darn glad to receive a call from Daddy!
He called just when we were browsing the pictures, and offered to pick me up, so that we could go laptop shopping!
Yay!
Say good bye to the ugly IBM Thinkpad.
Unfortunately, his "coming to pick me up soon" was nowhere near soon, as he still had some unfinished business over at Trademart.
I ended up strolling in FarEast, and bought myself a cute little flouncy blue floral skirt.
We walked around Sim Lim Square for over an hour, and I finally decided on the BenQ.
THe options I was given was:
1. Daddy's recommendation - his very own fujitsu life book, which he bought last year,
2. This Twin Head laptop that he's eyeing on,
3. An Asus white notebook which i thought it kinda resembled the Imac's notebook. I even had the perfect mouse to match the ASUS. Only problem is, i didn't know if ASUS is good anot. But apparently, they are quite well known in the industry for manufacturing motherboards. Still, i dunno ASUS.
4.BenQ.
I know it's really random.
Of all the brands available in the market, I had to lay eyes on the ASUS and BenQ. It's quite WTF.
Even daddy gave me a o.O stare.
*looks sheepish*
You know the theory : When guys purchase something, especially if it's Tech savvy stuff, the most impt thing on their mind would be how powerful the item is, in terms of performance, and functions and everything.
Well, I'll say this on behalf of the girls.
Purchases are usually dependent on how attractive the item is, the packaging and how it appeals to them visually, rather than it's actual performance.
So I settled on the Benq because it's purple, has a glittery inner finishing on the keyboard area, and it's compact and light!
The CD drive is detachable.
It serves all the purposes I've laid out for a laptop!
Good for school what!
Ok, Watever.
Tue- Chilled out with Nerd Nerd at WestCoast Mac in the afternoon, before heading back home for reunion dinner.
Dinner was GREAT! It's steamboat as usual, but the steamboat at home is da best!
Our family's version consist of some chinese herb soup base, and daddy will pour lots of alcohol in it. He calls it "jiu wo"(alcohol nest)
Went over to Leonard's house to watch the show QUILL ( compliments from mommy's recent Hongkong trip) I cried like mad, coz Quill the golden retriever died at the ending of the story.
Wed - Woken up by mommy at 10:30am to prepare for visiting.
Woke up and dressed up, went over to Uncle's house (mom's side), collected Ang Pows, took pictures, poked my nose around, ate some vegetarian food (Yucks!)
Then went on over to visit my Granny at the Nursing Home.
The nursing home is such a depressing place to be in.
I am forever dreading the feeling of entering that place....
I dread looking at the state my Granny is in.
I love her, and that's not how I want to remember her in.
I always insisted that whether I'm there or not, it wouldn't make a difference.
Well I cried buckets on the first day of new year.
Well done.
Made our way to my paternal second uncle's house to visit grandpa.
I spent the entire afternoon there, watching movies
I was pretty intrigued by the show "100%feelings" or something like tt.
I think the guy Jerry is ogle worthy cute.
Ha ha ha! By the time i'm done with the show,
It was nearly 8 when I reached home.
Went hunting around the house for my missing necklace... (it's still missing)
the entire clump of pendants I received for my 21st birthday - Yeah I wore like 5 of them in one chain. :(
Left home to Pai Nian at Leonard's house... Ate dinner there ( abalone porridge - yummy!), but his dad forced me to eat vegetables.
Yucks! Horrible vege.
Had a little vegetable fight with Leonard, and i retaliated by passing back to him!
Ha ha.. it's those "cho cai" and ginger (smelly vege that you use to garnish your food) Bad combination!
His Dad Says: " It's first day of new year, and the 2 of you are already having food fights...aiyo... like kids like that. " Hee hee...fun ma!
Watched more shows on Tv ...and went home.
Predicted that Mambo would be over crowded, soooooo I went home to watch more TV.
I realise that it's during CNY that's like my peak TV Watching session.
I get addicted to it rather easily.
Bad Idea.
Next day, usually consist of visiting distant relatives... it's gonna be a painful experience, but for the sake of the Ang pows...i'll be brave!
*smiles brightly*
Alright.. i need to sleep. Gotta prepare for tomorrow. Yawns!
Happy Chinese New Year to All!!!!
Here's to looking young and good forever!
Cheers!
I will go with a mixture of both.
Monday morning: Went over to Far East for a last minute hair touch up before rushing over to Pacific Plaza for a photoshoot with Sam.
The shots turn out alright i supposed, though im not allowed to smile in any of the pictures at all! So it looked as if I was in a really grumpy mood, and that i was gonna kill the photographer.
( What to do, Daphne has a very fierce and dao face ma, so don't mess around with her! )
Everytime the photographer told me to pose, Sam (the hairdresser) would run to me, arrange my hair nicely, apply lots of hairspray, and take an awfully long time to arrange my hair.
Frozen in awkward position for too long, I was close to tears.
Fours later, from hair touch up + trims + photoshoot.
I exhaused from too much hair and posing, I was darn glad to receive a call from Daddy!
He called just when we were browsing the pictures, and offered to pick me up, so that we could go laptop shopping!
Yay!
Say good bye to the ugly IBM Thinkpad.
Unfortunately, his "coming to pick me up soon" was nowhere near soon, as he still had some unfinished business over at Trademart.
I ended up strolling in FarEast, and bought myself a cute little flouncy blue floral skirt.
We walked around Sim Lim Square for over an hour, and I finally decided on the BenQ.
THe options I was given was:
1. Daddy's recommendation - his very own fujitsu life book, which he bought last year,
2. This Twin Head laptop that he's eyeing on,
3. An Asus white notebook which i thought it kinda resembled the Imac's notebook. I even had the perfect mouse to match the ASUS. Only problem is, i didn't know if ASUS is good anot. But apparently, they are quite well known in the industry for manufacturing motherboards. Still, i dunno ASUS.
4.BenQ.
I know it's really random.
Of all the brands available in the market, I had to lay eyes on the ASUS and BenQ. It's quite WTF.
Even daddy gave me a o.O stare.
*looks sheepish*
You know the theory : When guys purchase something, especially if it's Tech savvy stuff, the most impt thing on their mind would be how powerful the item is, in terms of performance, and functions and everything.
Well, I'll say this on behalf of the girls.
Purchases are usually dependent on how attractive the item is, the packaging and how it appeals to them visually, rather than it's actual performance.
So I settled on the Benq because it's purple, has a glittery inner finishing on the keyboard area, and it's compact and light!
The CD drive is detachable.
It serves all the purposes I've laid out for a laptop!
Good for school what!
Ok, Watever.
Tue- Chilled out with Nerd Nerd at WestCoast Mac in the afternoon, before heading back home for reunion dinner.
Dinner was GREAT! It's steamboat as usual, but the steamboat at home is da best!
Our family's version consist of some chinese herb soup base, and daddy will pour lots of alcohol in it. He calls it "jiu wo"(alcohol nest)
Went over to Leonard's house to watch the show QUILL ( compliments from mommy's recent Hongkong trip) I cried like mad, coz Quill the golden retriever died at the ending of the story.
Wed - Woken up by mommy at 10:30am to prepare for visiting.
Woke up and dressed up, went over to Uncle's house (mom's side), collected Ang Pows, took pictures, poked my nose around, ate some vegetarian food (Yucks!)
Then went on over to visit my Granny at the Nursing Home.
The nursing home is such a depressing place to be in.
I am forever dreading the feeling of entering that place....
I dread looking at the state my Granny is in.
I love her, and that's not how I want to remember her in.
I always insisted that whether I'm there or not, it wouldn't make a difference.
Well I cried buckets on the first day of new year.
Well done.
Made our way to my paternal second uncle's house to visit grandpa.
I spent the entire afternoon there, watching movies
I was pretty intrigued by the show "100%feelings" or something like tt.
I think the guy Jerry is ogle worthy cute.
Ha ha ha! By the time i'm done with the show,
It was nearly 8 when I reached home.
Went hunting around the house for my missing necklace... (it's still missing)
the entire clump of pendants I received for my 21st birthday - Yeah I wore like 5 of them in one chain. :(
Left home to Pai Nian at Leonard's house... Ate dinner there ( abalone porridge - yummy!), but his dad forced me to eat vegetables.
Yucks! Horrible vege.
Had a little vegetable fight with Leonard, and i retaliated by passing back to him!
Ha ha.. it's those "cho cai" and ginger (smelly vege that you use to garnish your food) Bad combination!
His Dad Says: " It's first day of new year, and the 2 of you are already having food fights...aiyo... like kids like that. " Hee hee...fun ma!
Watched more shows on Tv ...and went home.
Predicted that Mambo would be over crowded, soooooo I went home to watch more TV.
I realise that it's during CNY that's like my peak TV Watching session.
I get addicted to it rather easily.
Bad Idea.
Next day, usually consist of visiting distant relatives... it's gonna be a painful experience, but for the sake of the Ang pows...i'll be brave!
*smiles brightly*
Alright.. i need to sleep. Gotta prepare for tomorrow. Yawns!
Happy Chinese New Year to All!!!!
Here's to looking young and good forever!
Cheers!
Sunday, February 06, 2005
Oh! Oh! I nearly forgot!
Know what i forgot?
I nearly forgot to tell you guys that I saw 2 giants over at Orchard yesterday! They were like damn tall, and I even managed to take pictures of them walking away.
They were both like more than 2 meters tall! Most shoppers looked like midgets standing next to them.
I was flabbergusted! Bleh...Freaky...
I nearly forgot to tell you guys that I saw 2 giants over at Orchard yesterday! They were like damn tall, and I even managed to take pictures of them walking away.
They were both like more than 2 meters tall! Most shoppers looked like midgets standing next to them.
I was flabbergusted! Bleh...Freaky...
Hey, im back!
Sorry for the lack of post.
Nope, I did not go on a holiday, but just decided to take a big break from computers.
No clubbing for a month turn out pretty exhausting for me.
I finally stepped into Zouk last wednesday, and was up at the usual platform.
It started out alittle sluggish and empty. But after awhile, the crowd warmed up, and we all had fun as usual, with occassional intruders attempting to fight with the usual platformers for our precious platform space.
Trust me, these intruders are deemed as irritants in my opinion. They definitely don't dance, or dance madly trying to attract attention.
Yucks!
So what happened last wednesday caused a huge rackus amongst the others on the platform.
Everyone laughed until our stomachs cramped, teared, and forgot our moves.
You see, a random couple barged their way up the platform
(the girl's a mixed and the guy's this ugly cock looking chinese. He looked like his mom dropped him on the floor a million times when he was born. )
I'm sorry I'm being honest and blunt, but they shove my friend aside, and started caressing each other in a slow and sleazy way.
It's quite crude actually, and the guy's hands were all over.
From the boob to the butt and back.
You know, foreplay on the top of the dancefloor.
NOT NICE.
then suddenly....
I saw the boobs in full fricking full glory!
Yup, entire boobies. I kid you not!
Her tube and bra dropped to the waist.
Everyone stared with disbelief.
Everyone as in dancefloor people + platform people.
It was as if time stood still for that moment.
Lol.
It happened for like the next 10 times, where the guy would pull up her tube, and it'd drop for all to see, and pull up again.
Somehow, between the gazillionth time of flashing, someone lost their footing, and the foreplaying couple landed on the floor.
Whoops-a-daisies.
The girl landed on the guy... poorthing, for i'm not quite sure if he's feeling up to more action later.
That cracked everyone big time.
We laughed so hard.
I'm sorry, for it's once in a life time that we see such scenario.
Soft porn Live! in singapore.
#deprivedSingaporean.
--
Earlier in the day, I went shopping with the Michelle and Justin after our editorial meeting.
The attendance was disappointing, but the shopping was great.
We went over to Far East to deliver the freshly printed RUMag over to one of the advertiser, and at the same time, did some Chinese New Year shopping.
I managed to get myself a pink top with yellow sequined flower brooch, a new cutesy black and white PVC bag, and a one year anniversary/ valentines day prezzie for Leonard!
All for slightly $200 on shopping.
I'd say that it's worth it!
Justin didn't managed to get anything for himself, coz he claims that he's broke, and Michelle managed to get herself a spagethetti top from Aisle, to match with her Guess denim skirt. It's a really sweet top with light blue stripes.
I like the white version of it, but didn't buy it yet...
Spent too much for a day.
Might go back to get it one of these days, but... might not. Coz wardrobe has something similar... but not as nice as it la.
Trimmed and colored my hair yesterday night for the L'oreal Hair Competition.
Denise's friend needed a hair model, and here I am, at Far East fixing my hair.
My usual colorist usually used Copper on me, and I've always wanted to go red.
I took the opportunity and suggested red for the competition, and Sam ( the hairdresser) agreed that Mahogany red looks pretty complementing on me. He also gave me an asymmetrical haircut to boot.
This is how I look now!
It's a nice change, I must say!
Mommy commented that the color's very red, so did my Da and the little brother.
But I like it + it's great for the approaching Chinese New Year!
Red enough to scare away the Nian (a chinese fabled monster)
So no mongsta is gonna come near me.
You know, Mongstas are afraid of the color red, according to Saturday's special edition of myths and facts. Yay!!! Haha
Leonard think's it's fine, but he hates the very short fringe part!
Haha...Who cares?
Bought myself some new hair Clips from Mini bits over at Heeren.
It's to console myself for the lack of shopping that I did today, before heading over to Far East to collect my prescribed bottle of RedKen shampoo and Conditioner.
Compliments from Sam, to maintain the color, before the photoshoot.
Tired.. feeling exhausted everyday, ever since god knows when. I think I ought to start sleeping early, so that i get more sleep! Need to look good for New Year.
Should start maintenance now, so that i won't have to spend money on cosmetic surgery in future.
Aiming to age graciously, now that im getting older.......
Nope, I did not go on a holiday, but just decided to take a big break from computers.
No clubbing for a month turn out pretty exhausting for me.
I finally stepped into Zouk last wednesday, and was up at the usual platform.
It started out alittle sluggish and empty. But after awhile, the crowd warmed up, and we all had fun as usual, with occassional intruders attempting to fight with the usual platformers for our precious platform space.
Trust me, these intruders are deemed as irritants in my opinion. They definitely don't dance, or dance madly trying to attract attention.
Yucks!
So what happened last wednesday caused a huge rackus amongst the others on the platform.
Everyone laughed until our stomachs cramped, teared, and forgot our moves.
You see, a random couple barged their way up the platform
(the girl's a mixed and the guy's this ugly cock looking chinese. He looked like his mom dropped him on the floor a million times when he was born. )
I'm sorry I'm being honest and blunt, but they shove my friend aside, and started caressing each other in a slow and sleazy way.
It's quite crude actually, and the guy's hands were all over.
From the boob to the butt and back.
You know, foreplay on the top of the dancefloor.
NOT NICE.
then suddenly....
I saw the boobs in full fricking full glory!
Yup, entire boobies. I kid you not!
Her tube and bra dropped to the waist.
Everyone stared with disbelief.
Everyone as in dancefloor people + platform people.
It was as if time stood still for that moment.
Lol.
It happened for like the next 10 times, where the guy would pull up her tube, and it'd drop for all to see, and pull up again.
Somehow, between the gazillionth time of flashing, someone lost their footing, and the foreplaying couple landed on the floor.
Whoops-a-daisies.
The girl landed on the guy... poorthing, for i'm not quite sure if he's feeling up to more action later.
That cracked everyone big time.
We laughed so hard.
I'm sorry, for it's once in a life time that we see such scenario.
Soft porn Live! in singapore.
#deprivedSingaporean.
--
Earlier in the day, I went shopping with the Michelle and Justin after our editorial meeting.
The attendance was disappointing, but the shopping was great.
We went over to Far East to deliver the freshly printed RUMag over to one of the advertiser, and at the same time, did some Chinese New Year shopping.
I managed to get myself a pink top with yellow sequined flower brooch, a new cutesy black and white PVC bag, and a one year anniversary/ valentines day prezzie for Leonard!
All for slightly $200 on shopping.
I'd say that it's worth it!
Justin didn't managed to get anything for himself, coz he claims that he's broke, and Michelle managed to get herself a spagethetti top from Aisle, to match with her Guess denim skirt. It's a really sweet top with light blue stripes.
I like the white version of it, but didn't buy it yet...
Spent too much for a day.
Might go back to get it one of these days, but... might not. Coz wardrobe has something similar... but not as nice as it la.
Trimmed and colored my hair yesterday night for the L'oreal Hair Competition.
Denise's friend needed a hair model, and here I am, at Far East fixing my hair.
My usual colorist usually used Copper on me, and I've always wanted to go red.
I took the opportunity and suggested red for the competition, and Sam ( the hairdresser) agreed that Mahogany red looks pretty complementing on me. He also gave me an asymmetrical haircut to boot.
This is how I look now!
It's a nice change, I must say!
Mommy commented that the color's very red, so did my Da and the little brother.
But I like it + it's great for the approaching Chinese New Year!
Red enough to scare away the Nian (a chinese fabled monster)
So no mongsta is gonna come near me.
You know, Mongstas are afraid of the color red, according to Saturday's special edition of myths and facts. Yay!!! Haha
Leonard think's it's fine, but he hates the very short fringe part!
Haha...Who cares?
Bought myself some new hair Clips from Mini bits over at Heeren.
It's to console myself for the lack of shopping that I did today, before heading over to Far East to collect my prescribed bottle of RedKen shampoo and Conditioner.
Compliments from Sam, to maintain the color, before the photoshoot.
Tired.. feeling exhausted everyday, ever since god knows when. I think I ought to start sleeping early, so that i get more sleep! Need to look good for New Year.
Should start maintenance now, so that i won't have to spend money on cosmetic surgery in future.
Aiming to age graciously, now that im getting older.......
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