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I know I'm super duper late with the Thanksgiving greeting.
Robert Caspar Lintner said that Thanksgiving was never meant to be shut up in a single day. So that means it's okay right, if I wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving today?
Because we shouldn't only give thanks only on that one particular day, but everyday, am I right?
And it also doesn't matter what religion you are, just give thanks! Be thankful for what you have!
These are the the people that I am thankful for.
The list includes:
My family
My bestest friends
Boyfie!
The people who pay for my school fees, even though I am awful in everything I do
And these are things I'm thankful for:
Ice-cream
Chocolates
Candies
The Internet
Credit cards (okay, maybe not)
Painkillers
DVDs
Magazines
and a bunch of other stuff which I can't live without
And this afternoon at lunchtime, something happened and it irked me out to no end.
Am and me were in the queue, getting some sammies. It was peak hour and behind us were these bunch of teenaged girls.
Teen girl 1 ordered a sammie and the person behind the counter put whatever she ordered on the bread and put it in the toaster. Typical behaviour, ocnsidering it's lunchtime. But the little girl was grumbling. She said the sandwich looks ugly and she doesn't want to eat it. And she kept saying it over and over again. She said the sandwich is ugly. She herself has badly permed hair and she looks like her mum dresses her up. And she is saying a sandwich is ugly? Who really analyses a sandwich? It will be messy once you wrap it up and it wil be even messier once you shit it out. And the little girl doesn't know that just in front of her is a person who can't even afford a $5.90 sandwich! (Thank you, Am for paying for me)
Spoiled brats will grow up to be ungrateful adults. These people shouldn't reproduce.
By the way, I laugh at overgrown spoiled brats.
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amused
My workplace was a few doors down from The Body Shop. The girls there are very friendly. And the talked me into applying for the membership card...
I'd go there every week and buy whatever I wanted. (I was rich then. That was in 2004.)
But in those days, there was no such things as Spa Wisdom™ Polynesia Lotus & Frangipani Flower Bathing Milk or Spa Wisdom™ Morocco Black Olive & Argan Oil Scrub. I had to make do with Passion Fruit Body Scrub, Blue Corn 3-in-1 Deep Cleansing Scrub Mask and I'd scent the bathroom with Strawberry Home Fragrance Oil. Yeah, hardly a spa. Whatever. But that was in 2004. Now they have all sort of fancy-schmancy stuff. I can't even find that face scrub which I loved.
Fast forward 5 years later. I continued my studies. No proper job. No regular paycheck. No BIG money. No shopping for awesome stuff. (I actually forgot how to shop. Pathetic, right?)
So what's a girl to do? Especially if she is a regular in the social circuit *COUGH!!!* and needs to look her best all the time *MORE COUGHSS!!!!*.
I have to resort to DIY spa. Extremely DIY. My beauty products come from the fridge, the pantry, the food cupboard and wherever. And considering that food is so scarce in my house, I ought to kick myself in the butt for being so self-obsessed! I mean, I don't want to have dry cracked elbows and knees or dry, frizzy hair or hyperpigmentation. You do get what I mean, right?
If like me, you too are broke and in need of a spa treatment, fret not. Because your Beauty Ed is here to rescue you from your woes. And remember, there is no such thing as ugly women, only lazy ones.
Important: Give yourself the whole day off. You need the time to prepare the ingredients, to wash yourself, to drink your packet green tea...
- Clear the designated spa area of any clutter. Having clutter will only make you disoriented, thus defeating the purpose of having a spa day. Organize your bathroom. Have loads of towel to wash and wipe yourself. I usually have about 3 pieces of small towels handy. You might also need a shower cap and a loofah. Light some scented canldles. I love vanilla as it's relaxing. You can also try lavender or jasmine. Be careful to put them in safe place where they won't be knocked over. You don't want the neighbourhood firemen to see you in your most unglamorous glory. Play some music. I'm not saying you should be playing Shai Hulud or The Bled, because that will only make you want to get up and do a solo mosh pit in the bathroom. Instead, play some relaxing music like errr.. these! (I listened to some of them and I just.. CAN'T!)
- If you have a bathtub, fill them up with warm water. You might want to add milk powder or baby oil to soften skin. Or 2 bags of organic chamomile tea to soothe redness. Or even rose petals and/or flowers. While waiting for the tub to fill with water, look around the bathroom to make sure it is not a hazardous zone.
- Soak in the tub while sipping your packet green tea. No tub? No problem. You save money on water bills. This post is about budget DIY spa anyways.
- If you don't have a tub, like me, you can sprinkle a few drops of essential oils on the bathroom floor. Turn on the shower, preferably hot, and the heat will vaporize the whole bathroom. I prefer peppermint, as it is rejuvenating.
- Prepare a body scrub. Do not prepare them in advance, as the fresher the ingredients, the more benefits they have to offer the skin. Use olive oil or honey with oatmeal, brown sugar, white sugar, Epsom salt or regular salt. The idea is to use a wet ingredient as base and a dry ingredient as exfoliant. But if you are on a sugar or salt restrictive diet, try using the oat as the body can absorb salt or sugar from body scrubs. My personal fav is the honey and brown sugar. Sickeningly sweet! Use warm water to wash thoroughly. If you use olive oil as base, remember to wash off really, really thoroughly or the bathroom floor might be very slippery. If you had an accident, again, it's not gonna be a pretty sight. Oh, a little tip. Try to use the beauty olive oil, not the cooking one. The cooking olive oil is too expensive to be used on the body. Unless you're rich, in which case, you can get ready-made body scrubs. Duh~
- An exfoliated skin is prepared for hair removal, so you might want to take this oppurtunity to shave your legs and pits. Actually, all women should shave everyday. Razors these days cost less than $2 for 5 pieces!
- Prepare your hair mask. Mashed avocado is good for moistrurizing dry hair. So do mayonnaise and olive oil. But mayonnaise and olive oil will leave a heavy residue and might be time-consuming to wash off. After applying hair mask, cover with shower cap or cling wrap. You can also make a hot oil treatment. Take 2 teaspoons ollve oil and 2 teaspoons honey and put them in a ziplock bag. (Quantitiy is enough for medium-length hair). Leave the ziplock bag in a cup of hot water for a minute. Scoop the mixture and rub into hair. The oil is very hot, so be careful. If you have severly dry hair, your hair will soak it up immediately.
- While waiting for hair mask to be absorbed, make a DIY exfoliator with ingredients from the kitchen. You can use honey and brown sugar as a gentle exfoliator. Drier skins might want to substitute the sugar with rolled oats. Mashed strawberries are great, too. But they are acidic.Exfoliate till you feel your skin is free from grime. Wash off with warm water.
- Face mask! You can use whisked egg whites to soak excess oil or beaten yolk to moisturize. Other popular ingredients include plain yoghurt to soothe, finely minced cucumber to refresh, mashed avocado to soothe and mashed banana to moisturize. While you have the mask on, put thinly sliced cucumbers over your eyes. It refreshes tired eyes. Finely minced cucumber is good as a face mask, too. It's cooling and personally, I think they absorb excess oil on skin. I ever did a face mask using cocoa powder (the baking kind) and milk. Mix them up into a paste and leave on the face until dry. Skin feels so soft! My sisters like using mashed tomatoes on their face for whenever they need a glow. They swear by it. I onced made a face mask using tamarind. Mixed with a little bit of water and dab them on pimples. It smells awful but the pimples did shrink.
- Wait for 20 minutes for the goodness to be absorb by the skin.
- Remove shower cap or cling wrap from head. Wash thoroughly with warm water and shampoo. Don't forgot conditioner. The other time when I used the hot oil mixture, I had to shampoo my hair 3 times. The smell was very strong, a sickeningly sweet type. And the oiliness just won't go away. I forgo the conditioner because my hair was very oily. But I had super shiny and manageable hair the next day, though. *smiLe*
- Wash face mask off face. Follow up with your usual 3 step skin care regime. I don't expect you to make your face wash, toner and moisturizer everyday. Not only is it time-consuming, the mixtures cannot be kept for long. If you are really adamant, I recommend witch hazel or rose water to substitute toner. Both are available at drugstores or healthfood stores. Witch hazel for oily skin and rose water for dry skin.
- Dry your whole body. Breathe in the fabulousness.
- Massage some oil into your skin. Again, olive oil. Almond oil or cocoa butter is good too. Very moisturizing. Or you can just use gold ol' baby lotion. Put on your bathrobe, girl!
- If you want to feel extra pampered, you can do a DIY mani-pedi. Otherwise, just slather your hands and feet heavily with Step 15 and cover them with heavy socks and mittens.
- If you decided to go ahead with the mani-pedi, good. You know that you shouldn't neglect your toes.
- Start with your feet first. I assume you have already soaked and exfoliated your feet whilst in the shower. Remove old polish and trim your toenails. Even if you don't have polish on, it is a good idea to swipe nail polish remover as it removes the grime from your nails. File and buff your nails. Apply 2 coats of nail polish. Do the same for your hands. Remove polish, trim, file and buff. When it comes to polish, begin with your non-writing hand first. Wait 30 minutes for the polish to dry and then polish the other hand. I mean, nails on the other hand. If you begin with the writing hand, you might end up with messy polish. Trust me.
- Read a book or just catch up on beauty sleep!
So there you have it! A DIY spa treatment! Now you know why you need the whole day off!I don't recommend these for girls who get squeamish over everything. Those pampered princesses!
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nostalgic
When she left for work, I used 2 spritz on myself and almost fainted.
Smells like heaven~!!!
Ok, I'm exaggerating. It smells like fresh laundry. And I absolutely love the smell of fresh laundry.
I'm not really a big fan of Davidoff Cool Water. The fragrance is soo fresh and empowering that it chokes.
But Game is really light. I'd use it before and after gym. I used it just for a 2-hour date and ohmegawd!! it was just heavenly. And now, even after my shower, the smell still lingers. *sniFf* *sNiff*
Do I sound like I'm stoned? Or do I sound like I'm in love with an inanimate object?
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Purposely making me hate my life, right?
Below are the awesome shit courses that are up for grabs for the 2010 intakes. Lucky people!
SINGAPORE POLYTECHNIC
· Diploma in perfumery and cosmetic science: Formulation, development and commercialisation of new beauty products (Yay!)
· Diploma in materials science: Developing new materials and applications in the biomedical and renewable resources field (Eww!)
· Diploma in visual effects and motion graphics: Integrating live-action footage with computer-generated imagery (Eww!)
· Diploma in digital animation: Moving from story boards and traditional drawing to digital animation (Eww!)
· Diploma in international business: Cross-cultural transactions, marketing, finances and business communication. Students will have to learn a foreign language (Yay!)
REPUBLIC POLYTECHNIC
· Diploma in renewable energy engineering: Designing renewable energy systems to enhance energy saving and utilisation, and designing green buildings (Eww!)
· Diploma in health management and promotion: Exercise science, nutrition science and psychology, focusing on youth obesity, workplace health and active ageing (Eww!)
· Diploma in wellness, lifestyle and spa management: Wellness therapies, designing programmes for healthy living, and spa and resort operations (Uhh...)
NGEE ANN POLYTECHNIC
· Diploma in arts business management: Managing artists, marketing creative arts, handling finances for arts organisations (Uhh...)
· Diploma in veterinary bioscience: Handling and managing laboratory animals for scientific purposes (Eww!)
· Diploma in sustainable urban design and engineering: Town planning, conservation, design and construction of environmentally sustainable buildings (Eww!)
NANYANG POLYTECHNIC
· Diploma in electrical engineering: Core training in electrical, networking and power systems, with electives in business management and clean energy (Eww! Eww! Eww!)
· Diploma in social sciences (social work): Sociology, psychology, crisis management, and skills to work with disadvantaged people with different needs (Yay!)
TEMASEK POLYTECHNIC
· Diploma in early childhood studies: Designing and delivering child-centred lessons in various subject areas, with a focus on child psychology (Uhh...)
· Revamped diploma in green building and sustainability: Green building practices and technologies, such as efficient energy and water use and minimising negative impact on human health and the environment (Eww!)
I will be 26 next year. Should I start all over again?
Oh, wait. Kat did mention that some of the courses look like they belong in vocational schools. Like, they're meant for people who can't make it but still want to be in poly. And since IT is one of the most prestigious courses to be in, I think I'll just stick with it. Even if it means I'm poking my eyeballs everyday.
I was talking to Jess the other day. Jess is this girl who just completed her O-levels and is looking around for a school. I told her to choose the course that is most suited for her. And to choose any how just to fill up the application form. (That was the biggest mistake I made). And just because I think some of the courses above are gross, that doesn't mean you shouldn't take it. Because one man's meat is another man's poison, right?
p/s: I'm not considering IT as a career. Heck, I did not even chose IT. IT chose me! And for prestige's sake, I'm gonna complete my 3-year course!
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grumpy
A few days ago, my kid sister and I had some of sisterly conversation. I asked her if she thinks any of her friends would want to trade places with her.
She said no. Because she's satisfied with her life.I said that if anybody were to trade places with me, they'd die. Because my life is so baw-ring!
The next day, my kid sister asked me why I keep saying my life sucks. I told her it's because I'm almost 25 and a half years old and I'm jobless.
The next day, which was last night, she asked me again. This time she asked me if it's better to have MANY friends or to have LITTLE friends.
I replied; the number of friends isn't important. What matters most is that your friends are there for you in times of needs.
I know people who have like, so many friends. They do happy things together, But when that said person is sad and alone, all her friends abandoned her.
Like the saying, laugh together, cry alone.
So to answer her question, you can have 100 friends but these friends are useless if they are NEVER there for you.
Likewise, you can have only ONE friend. But this one friend who will be there for you through thick and thin, through exam stress and breakups.
That friend is an angel if he/she slaps you in the head if you did something stupid (like talk to a jerk or you bought one more pair ugly shoes.)
That friend is an angel if he/she sent you to the hospital in the middle of the night because you fainted at work.
That being said, my kid sister is one lucky lass. And you know what? So am I.
=)
She said no. Because she's satisfied with her life.I said that if anybody were to trade places with me, they'd die. Because my life is so baw-ring!
The next day, my kid sister asked me why I keep saying my life sucks. I told her it's because I'm almost 25 and a half years old and I'm jobless.
The next day, which was last night, she asked me again. This time she asked me if it's better to have MANY friends or to have LITTLE friends.
I replied; the number of friends isn't important. What matters most is that your friends are there for you in times of needs.
I know people who have like, so many friends. They do happy things together, But when that said person is sad and alone, all her friends abandoned her.
Like the saying, laugh together, cry alone.
So to answer her question, you can have 100 friends but these friends are useless if they are NEVER there for you.
Likewise, you can have only ONE friend. But this one friend who will be there for you through thick and thin, through exam stress and breakups.
That friend is an angel if he/she slaps you in the head if you did something stupid (like talk to a jerk or you bought one more pair ugly shoes.)
That friend is an angel if he/she sent you to the hospital in the middle of the night because you fainted at work.
That being said, my kid sister is one lucky lass. And you know what? So am I.
=)
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There are times when you think that you are lost, all alone in this world and then, out of nowhere, an angel comes to your rescue.
And then you realized that maybe, just maybe, your life isn't that awful anymore.
And then you realized that maybe, just maybe, your life isn't that awful anymore.
On Friday the thirteenth (heh!), I was walking to the MRT from school. It was a rainy day. I was sad. I was sad not because it was a rainy day. I was sad because just a few minutes before I left the school, I ran into this dude who used to work with me AT THAT PLACE! He was standing next to me the whole time and I didn't even realize it until I turned and saw
When it was time for me to leave, I told him how much I missed everyone and he said the Big Bear missed me too. I hope he is not being sarcastic.
After the goodbyes and 'See you again!', I left and walked in the rain, towards the MRT station.
I was walking in the rain. It was drizzling. I had my hoodie on and my hands were tucked in my pockets because it was cold. My bag was darn heavy because I ran away from home. (Not really)
I crosed the road. The road was slippery and I walked slowly, careful not to splash rainwater on my jeans. That jeans was to be worn again the next day, so I made sure it remained clean and dry.
I looked down. I must look really sad. But I believe I was scowling. So I must looked like I had a sad scowl on. >:-(
I was deep in thought about the days to come when I noticed someone peering over at me. I looked over to my side. The person must have realized and she looked straight ahead. I looked down again, careful not to splash the rainwater.
The person again, was looking at me. I looked back, still having that sad scowl.
The person, a girl with an umbrella, was still looking at me. She must seen that my hoodie was sliding down my head.
"You want to share umbrella?"
I was so overwhelmed by this stranger's kindness that I just laughed out loud. And then I said, "Nope. Thanks, I'm good."
And then I pulled my hoodie over my head and gave the biggest smile.
"Sure?"
"uh-huh."
She must felt that her kind act got rejected by some ungrateful kid. So she hurried off.
So why did I reject her offer?
Firstly, I had wanted some time alone. Secondly, I don't want to invade her space. Thirdly, there might be some other cold kid without a hoodie.
They might need the umbrella more than I do. And the kind girl with the umbrella will save them from the rain.
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This week was the mid semester evaluation thing. They implemented this crap only this semester and everyone is scrambling with the reports and shit.
My team was no exception. We were on time with the codes and tools but since they wanted to see the report tomorrow, we had to rush it. We had initially wanted to do the report in the weeks to come but they just have to spoil it all. Aah!
So anyways, in order for us to the report, we have to test out the tools, look out for the vulnerabilities and modify the codes if necessary.
Yes, I know. Nerd stuff. I wish I can wail out loud.
And I have not even started scanning the codes. In fact, I got pwned by 2 tools! Hah! No way for me to complete my task!
And came this angel from Information Technology Heaven.
Ok, he's actually Andrew's friend who happened to be at Andrew's table and his project happened to be the same as ours. We even have the same advisor!
I told him that I have problems with Acunetix. He gave me this stack of tutorials. He said they were his friend's copy but he can make another copy for me if I wanted. Using the scanner. I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO USE THE FREAKING SCANNERS so he brought me over and did everything for. It was the most high tech shit I've ever seen. A scanner, a keypad thing and a keyboard. And he used the keypad thing to search for my laptop. He couldn't find it, so he keyed my student ID using the keyboard. High-tech, right? I was full of awe.
He even gave me tips. I didn't know I can actually scan a whole website, instead of just using the codes! Anyways, when I got home, I got pwned!
I'm now looking at another tool. Chorizo. I thought it was the other chorizo. How can they name a scanning tool after a sausage? SUCIO!
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I had some weird craving for fried carbs (!!!) dipped in clam chowder so we went to LJS for dinner. We chose Junction 8 since it's nearer to Kat's tuition place.
Deep-fried fries slathered with cheese sauce and then dipped mercilessly in clam chowder is yummay! Just lick off the grease with your fingers.
After the awesome dinner, Kat had to leave. I needed to get some makeup remover so I went up the escalator to Watson's. There was this small event going on just outside Watson's. I saw pink. Pink walls, pink carpet, pink Great Eastern Life chicks....
One of them approached me and asked if I wanted to write 'Why it's Great to be a Woman' and then pasted it on the pink wall. It's free and I have nothing to lose, right?
And besides, for every person who writes, Great Eastern will donate some money to something about breast cancer. I think it was research. Or awareness. I was fixated on the pinks to notice. Ooops!
My paternal grandma died of breast cancer. And my paternal cousin had a tumor removed when she was only 19. So you can imagine how much this Breast Cancer Awareness stuff means to me. Even though I wasn't paying attention. Argh!
So I wrote some real honest sentences and pasted the pink heart paper on the wall.
And while I was writing, the chick asked me some questions. A question like, 'You're still schooling?'
And I started rambling and yapping about how much I can't stand doing IT and how I can't wait to really start doing something I love. I think there are times when I need to keep mouth-hole shut. Sometimes, I give waaaay too much information!
And I told her how much I've suffered and at the same time, I was clasping my cheeks with my hands. So drama, I know. Imagine me doing it with the puppet expressions which I always have.
Come to think of it, I think it's embarassing.
Anyways, I felt better after letting it out of my chest. The chick gave me this gorgeous PINK feathered pen and a spa voucher worth $165!!!
The spa place was near to where I always do my hair. So maybe one day, I cAN go AND TreAT MyseLF To A FREE SPA AND HAIRCUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Woohoooo!
And I realized my life doesn't really suck. Erm.. Only sometimes...
And that chick added me on Facebook.
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Well, I was reading my favourite magazine last night and I came across Benefit's new product.
Ooops!
Sorry I forgot. Been too busy lately. And it's bad enough that my Final Year Project is about IT Security. Arrrgh!
And yes, I promised a Broke Beauty Editor story. Promise.
And yes, I will write about Benefit's new product! Soon. Promise.
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My brain feels like bursting!
I wish when I've graduated, I'll get a job that I love.
Like a freaking journalism job or a freaking party planner job.
Not Information Technology please!
I've suffered too much!
I wish when I've graduated, I'll get a job that I love.
Like a freaking journalism job or a freaking party planner job.
Not Information Technology please!
I've suffered too much!
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scared
Sorry to make you feel nauseous. But I want to announce to the whole wide web that I heart my boyfriend so, so much.
K thanks bye!
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Guess what. I felt the same way too. I feel like this semester, being the last semester (!!!!!!), is more stressful than the previous ones. I feel like my everydays are cramped together and I can't breathe.
There's that crappy tests and the project shitz to think of. And we are given such a short time to complete everything!
And I told Am, getting fired from that shit ass job is actually a blessing in disguise.
Yesterday, I had a test. Business Finance. Or as my IT friends call it, BF. Not Boyfriend. Business Finance,
I hatezzzzzzzzz it to the core.
I hate counting. I hate numbers. I hate looking at calculators. Everything!
And to make it worse, yesterday's lesson was Business Finance. The whole day was dedicated to Business Finance. My brain can just burst and turn to pulp.
It's not like Accounts, where all you do is stare at the balance sheet and go crazy. BF is crazier. You stare and stare, thinking which formula (!!!) works with which crap. I totally don't get it. It's usually my team mates who does the work. I copy from them. And then I still don't understand.
The test was crappier. I didn't study for it. I was too busy worrying about the project.
The most difficult part was that, this guy sitting next to me is suffering from the coldness. He was sitting directly under the AC and he kept shivering like he was on cold turkey. We gave him suggestions on how to keep warm and he just wouldn't listen! He kept saying he doesn't want to move cos he's too cold! He was okay once the test started. But his fingers got numb.
And this time, I did not answer my test with "Duh..!"
That was what I did for the Sales and Marketing Information Systems test. I mean, I can't help it. They were asking dumb questions. The answers were in the questions! Can't stand dumb questions so I said, "Duh..!"
And in BF class, my friends called me "The one who gave wrong informations!"
Sorry, I was too stoned!
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Your resident Beauty Ed has a very special message for you, dear readers. It's not what you think it is. But be prepared to be excited anyways.
I am stoned at time of writing.
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silly
I would like to congratulate Taylor Swift. I was watching this video and I fell in love with her. No homo.
And this is me in that dress that Taylor wore. Except that I'm not as awesome as Taylor.
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blah
If these two were touted as Singapore's Posh and Becks, does that mean Boyfie and I (and the whole of NFE) are
- Paris Hilton and Benji Madden of Singapore?
- Nicole Richiea and Joel Madden?
- Peaches Geldof and Max Drummey?
- Jordan and Peter Andre?
- Steve Tyler and Bebe Buell?
- Sid and Nancy?
You know what? I can go on and on. But I'm out of ideas as to which rockstar is married to which socialite/ rock journalist/ model/ groupie/ famewhore.
So I shall just leave it at that and go to sleep. I feel so stoned. And this post is totally unimportant.
Oh, and some emo kid sent me a message which totally made my day. I can now dream the sweetest dreams.
So I shall just leave it at that and go to sleep. I feel so stoned. And this post is totally unimportant.
Oh, and some emo kid sent me a message which totally made my day. I can now dream the sweetest dreams.
I think she meant to call me a whore. But it's ok. Being called a hose bore gore hore is good enough.
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sleepy
Boyfie and me celebrated our 8th year anniversary on November 1st. Eight years of awesomeness, mood swings and crazy adventures. After eight years of
We deliberated between the zoo (yea, i know), picnic lunch, dinner at ECP, veggie farms (yeaaaa, i knowwwww) and Sentosa.
We decided on Sentosa. I haven't been there in ages. Their
We reached there at about 5pm. It was a 30 minute drive from my place. And we found out that it's easier to go through the Clarke Quay/ Chinatown/ Tanjong Pagar route. And we don't pay cash at the entrance. They take the money from your cashcard. So advanced, right?
By then, I was darn hungry. So we went to 7-11 and bought the macaroni and cheese. The instant ones. It was gross (because it's instant food and it tasted like eraser).
We ate by the beach. And laughed at the skanks who were suntanning at 5.30pm.
As I am not someone who likes sitting by the beach, we immediately left after the lunch.
Not only am I not a beach-lover, I'm not an island-lover as well. Gimme city life, anytime! I still don't know why I agreed on the Sentosa idea. Island life kepale otak. Put those people at Samet Island and they'll cry for their mummy.
We hopped on the trams and rounded the island (!!). Then we got on the same tram twice because our butts are too heavy for us to walk around.
And we explored Sentosa by car and ok, it seems that there's nothing new. Except that they are building the what is it called? Universal something? Universal studios or something like that.
Universal actually came down to school for some recruitment. I didn't sign up because I was afraid it might add nothing to my resume.
We left, because it was boring to look at cranes and shitz. We had dinner at Seah Im. And had our favourite Thai food. Can you guess what it is? Wahahaha! It's not tom yam soup. It's not green curry, either. Guess some more.
Since we parked at VivoCity for dinner, we decided that we should walk around, since we haven't been there in ages! It was much, much better compared to being stuck on a fake island.
And then, there was nothing much we could do. So he sent me home.
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If you are a busybody who happen to be reading this and you wonder what we got for each other, there was nothing! Like I said, after so many years of being together, we're not bothered with all that crap. It's crap, you know. You can give her a very, very expensive gift but if you don't love her, it's pretty much pointless. Ok, sorry for the philosophical quote.
We did gave each other somethings. We gave each other love, trust and understanding. I know that he'll be there for me when I need him and he knows that I'll do same for him. We've watched each other grow up and supported one another along the way. And most important of all, we're going on our 3rd X'mas trip together. ---> Yes, this can be considered a gift too.
Even though he think that I don't love him (why?), I actually do. Even though he can be that annoying ass and I feel like strangling him, in actual fact, I don' think I can live without him. I can't imagine my life with someone other than him.
And then there are kids who asked if I ever get bored of being in a long-term relationships. What I can say is, these kids have not been in a real relationship. You get bored, and then you move on to other people. We already did that in our younger years. Because we were bored with our previous relationships. If I'm bored in my current relationship, I'd have moved on too. But I did not. I hope that answered your question. If you still don't get it, ask why your parents are still together after all these years.
And how do we keep our relationship non-boring? Hmm.. I believe, with lots of fights. Not in that kind of i-hate-you-go-to-hell kind of fights. Boyfie and I fight all the time. Actually, it's more of having arguments. It is difficult for me to say what's deep in my heart and when he doesn't get it, I'll lash out at him. It kinda make me feel better, because when I'm angry I'll tell him whatever I want. And I'm very, very opiniated and truthful. And in some ways, it helps.
But I don't condone this kind of behaviour. A slip of the tongue can easily land you in trouble. And also, it takes a very strong person to be able to take criticisms.
Other than having arguments, we do lots of crazy things together. The risk-taker in me have this knack of doing crazy things. Sometimes Boyfie and me would do crazy stunts and it makes for a very thrilling adventure. But we have to be careful so that we won't get into serious trouble. And then we'll laugh and laugh about the crazy things we did. =)
Besides that, we like to go on trips together. It gives us a chance to discover each other. Like how I found out he CAN eat with chopsticks. And the day he discovered I can actually take nice pictures using the camera!
These simple thngs really mean a lot to us.
We did gave each other somethings. We gave each other love, trust and understanding. I know that he'll be there for me when I need him and he knows that I'll do same for him. We've watched each other grow up and supported one another along the way. And most important of all, we're going on our 3rd X'mas trip together. ---> Yes, this can be considered a gift too.
Even though he think that I don't love him (why?), I actually do. Even though he can be that annoying ass and I feel like strangling him, in actual fact, I don' think I can live without him. I can't imagine my life with someone other than him.
And then there are kids who asked if I ever get bored of being in a long-term relationships. What I can say is, these kids have not been in a real relationship. You get bored, and then you move on to other people. We already did that in our younger years. Because we were bored with our previous relationships. If I'm bored in my current relationship, I'd have moved on too. But I did not. I hope that answered your question. If you still don't get it, ask why your parents are still together after all these years.
And how do we keep our relationship non-boring? Hmm.. I believe, with lots of fights. Not in that kind of i-hate-you-go-to-hell kind of fights. Boyfie and I fight all the time. Actually, it's more of having arguments. It is difficult for me to say what's deep in my heart and when he doesn't get it, I'll lash out at him. It kinda make me feel better, because when I'm angry I'll tell him whatever I want. And I'm very, very opiniated and truthful. And in some ways, it helps.
But I don't condone this kind of behaviour. A slip of the tongue can easily land you in trouble. And also, it takes a very strong person to be able to take criticisms.
Other than having arguments, we do lots of crazy things together. The risk-taker in me have this knack of doing crazy things. Sometimes Boyfie and me would do crazy stunts and it makes for a very thrilling adventure. But we have to be careful so that we won't get into serious trouble. And then we'll laugh and laugh about the crazy things we did. =)
Besides that, we like to go on trips together. It gives us a chance to discover each other. Like how I found out he CAN eat with chopsticks. And the day he discovered I can actually take nice pictures using the camera!
These simple thngs really mean a lot to us.
And sorry there's no physical present beause I'm now jobless. Besides, I don't know what to get you. I'll probably get you a hi-tech something in Tokyo. Ya, Hanz. Whatever.
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The bane of being in a long-term relationship is that, busybodies keep asking when we're gonna tie the knot. Like, getting married or something like that, I think.
I usually smile at them and kept silent. Kept silent because everyone knows I have a poison tongue. So even though I kept silent, I'm actually pummeling them to death in my mind. (Ok, not really)
My mother used to tell me that I should finish my studies and get a proper job before getting married. That way, in case the marriage fails, at least I have something to support me. My own mum got married at 27. So why should I get married now, just because you people tell me to? Sorry, but it is my duty to listen to my own mother.
Also, it's not like you people will be sponsoring my wedding. And it is not likely that I will ask you to. I have my pride. I don't go about begging people to sponsor my wedding.
And those who keep asking are usually the ones who keep having failed relationships. Ironic, right? If only they cared about their relationship like how they cared for mine.
I usually smile at them and kept silent. Kept silent because everyone knows I have a poison tongue. So even though I kept silent, I'm actually pummeling them to death in my mind. (Ok, not really)
My mother used to tell me that I should finish my studies and get a proper job before getting married. That way, in case the marriage fails, at least I have something to support me. My own mum got married at 27. So why should I get married now, just because you people tell me to? Sorry, but it is my duty to listen to my own mother.
Also, it's not like you people will be sponsoring my wedding. And it is not likely that I will ask you to. I have my pride. I don't go about begging people to sponsor my wedding.
And those who keep asking are usually the ones who keep having failed relationships. Ironic, right? If only they cared about their relationship like how they cared for mine.
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Sometimes I get people asking me, "Hey, do you know that A and B have been together for 2 years? That's such a long time!"
And I'll be like, yeah, right! *roll eyes*
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Oh-kayyy, not all of them are shitty
Since I collect miniature perfumes, I was particularly attracted to her miniature perfume collection.
And now I feel like buying perfumes.
These are my Top 5:
Paco Rabanne Black XS There's something rock-chick about this perfume. Feminine yet rebellious at the same time. The NFE girls should endorse this.
Calvin Klein One Classic unisex fragrance. See below.
Giorgio Armani Acqua di Gio I love guy's perfumes (I always hijack Jeng's perfumes). They smell fresh and sharp. Like fresh laundry. And I like the smell of fresh laundry.
Lanvin Eclat D'arpege I got a sample of this from a magazine and it love at first whiff! It's like I was a garden fairy. *garden fairy sounds soooo gay!!*
Stella McCartney Stella When I was working at the drugstore, a lot of my Middle-Eastern customers smell like this. Like a rose garden. Great fragrance for first dates. But not too much, though. It might overwhelm him, and it might also give the impression that you like playing the damsel in distress.
Hugo Boss Woman I have a special affinity with Hugo Boss Woman. It's also the first V-Day gift from Boyfie. Refreshing scent but develops into something musky at the end of the day.
Other personal favs include:
Ralph Lauren Romance Classic smell. But can be too overpowering at times. And you'll end up smelling like a damsel in distress.
Chacarel Promesse This is soooo nice! I don't know how to describe it, though. Smells pretty. I think that's the word.
Anything Escada! I had the Pacific Paradise, Ibiza Hippie and Rockin' Rio. A must if you are a ST Tropez kinda babe. Don't forget your gold maillot and bejewelled sandals!
P/S: I just remembered that I'm jobless!
PP/S: I'm not even a St Tropez kinda babe. Heck, I'm not even a Sentosa/ Bali/ Koh Samet kinda babe! I just love the Escada scents!
'In a way that will never complete'
What is this?
The lyrics to my latest favourite song?
Something I will write about when I'm feeling suicidal?
Excerpt of the love letter from me to Boyfie?
What?!
I never knew programmers can some up with such funny tech jokes.
Come to think of it, anybody who can come up with such beautiful phrases should be my best friend!
The angels of prose are crying!
Maybe that's the way it should be written but I'm too bimbotic to know.
Is the joke on me? Shizz!
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Did this while I was stoned. If I really have an IQ of 129, I wouldn't be struggling with the IT bullshit in school everyday.
Barbie and Ken are hot... or not.
Fact: According to the American Airlines manual for flight attendants, 'A firm, trim silhouette, free of bulges, rolls, or paunches, is necessary for an alert, efficient image. Source - sizewise.com
