- - - I don't know how women out there juggle this work-family-marriage-self-sanity thing. It's already maxing me out. *mews* Wheeets.It's been another long, long while.The only difference for this time round.. is that I am now officially writing as a Mrs. I've always wondered about the literal change in status, but after being married for a month, I am still scratching my balding head and wondering why do I feel exactly the same. The normalcy is beyond description (of my limited vocabulary), so give me more time to figure it out, yeah?Having said, something dawned on me (oh the cliche) this morning while I was sitting on the throne, playing Angry Birds on the iPad.What are we actually after, in this life? (Or the next, if your belief lies there).I never liked asking people this question lest they bore me with their blah goals or make me jealous with all the things they're gonna achieve and I'd be nowhere near.The majority of us slog through daily life going round and round like cogwheels, and by the time we have the time to really think through the day, we'd be too tired to do so!Slowly but surely, we're just forgetting why we're all doing this in the very first place.And so, I have continued to think about Life, and how we have really taken for granted the simple pleasures in Life.1) Having enough toilet paper in the roll when you really need it.2) Being able to satiate a food craving from a nearby food place. 3) Having a cold drink on a damn hot day; or a hot drink on a damn cold day.4) Going shopping in a near-empty mall!5) Hearing your favourite song randomly over the radio when you're driving.6) Being able to see, smell, hear, talk, and feel.7) Laughing real hard with family and friends. In fact, having a very, very close-knit family, and a bunch of madhatter friends.8) Being able to have stuffed toys on your work desk.9) Being alone in the office with a damn good view. (Hello, daydreaming.)10) Knowing how to play mahjong and WIN your friends at the same table (though it's always better to lose cos winning equates buying breakfast for all ie lose MORE).There's much more (but I am a conscientious worker therefore I can only blog this much during work haha).The best thing about this? Everything is nearly free :) all the more we should have reasons to be happy, no? Of course..... if.. only if.. once in a while I find that Mew Mew bag on my bed.... Oh Life.. thou art a bitch. Heh. And after so, so long... It's time again for a couple of pictures :)Toodles~ Everyone.Everyfuckingone.But me.Seems to highlight the whole unworthiness even more. For the umpteenth time (of more to come) I ask myself.Why me? Or rather, why not me?Don't tell me how we seemed to be rushing into things.Things were not rushed. There was no rush. Why don't you all get it? You get such presumptions simply because you don't know everything - I told you stuff in dribs and drabs. I am tired of trying to explain because you will not believe me anyway.No I am not at that saintly level yet. I compare, and I compare some more. Do I not have the rightful prerogative to do so?How do I lose the comparison when all these FB photos ambush me left right centre? Friends, less-than-friends, mere acquaintances.Yes I feel fucking sorry for myself.I don't care who sees this and I just have to say:I regret.I fucking will regret, how I never had it, and how I never will.Can't believe I'm crying myself hoarse over this. Self-pity at its peak. Everyone.Everyfuckingone.But me.Seems to highlight the whole unworthiness even more. For the umpteenth time (of more to come) I ask myself.Why me?Don't tell me how we seemed to be rushing into things.Things were not rushed. There was no rush. Why don't you all get it? You get such presumptions simply because you don't know everything - I told you stuff in dribs and drabs. I am tired of trying to explain because you will not believe me anyway.No I am not at that saintly level yet. I compare, and I compare some more. Do I not have the rightful prerogative to do so?How do I lose the comparison when all these FB photos ambush me left right centre? Friends, less-than-friends, mere acquaintances.Yes I feel fucking sorry for myself.I don't care who sees this and I just have to say:I regret.I fucking will regret, how I never had it, and I never will. 迟来的觉悟 这一生中，我必带着几许遗憾离开这喧闹的世界。太多如果、太多也许、太多可能。怪只怪自己当初诸多“不敢”。不敢放胆、不敢尝试、不敢超越。但，这一切都太迟了。 Baby sometimes love just ain't 'nuff Over bbm...Me: My new office address is xxxxx xxxxx xxxxxx.. in case you want to send me flowers!Tehpoo: Blek fattyMe: .............Tehpoo: Send you green grass so you can eat... cos you no more money...Me: AHAHHAHAHAHAHATehpoo: So then you can truly claim it on your facebook wall.. you eat grass.. rather than just figuratively you (do it) literally.. ahahahhaaaMe: ccccccbbbbbbbb!!!! The Discussion It's been quite a while folks.Just here to document the speech below, by my Tehpoo.Some time ago I randomly threw this at him:"Tehpoo claims that he loves Potatomusmaximus many many deep deep. Discuss."And he came back instantly with:"Ladies and gentlemen, members of the floor, in the previous two months we have seen affirmative actions by Tehpoo to secure the love of PMS. His assertive and confident advances have been reportedly favourably accepted and received. Due to this positive event, we highly recommend in investing in the future of this couple. Given the positive synergies that we anticipate, we reiterate our recommendations that this is definitely one of the top pairs to look out for in 2010.The couple has consistently beaten analyst forecast and estimates, and given the significant potential growth in income for Tehpoo, we anticipate absolutely no downside risk in this investment.Thank you ladies and gentlemen."Cracked me up! If only... If only we could turn back time...I'd gladly give up 5 years of my life for us to go back to the time when you revealed that you'd be coming over as a surprise... and the intention behind the surprise...So that that would actually remain a surprise... though I'm well aware I have no one else to blame other than myself.Happy 1st-of-the-month baby :) Enough I never can forget. Ten things I really wanna do before I turn 3-0 1. Get a tattoo on left shoulder blade2. Bathe a pygmy horse3. Milk a goat (don't mind cows too, but they're humongous and hence intimidating)4. Parasailing5. Scuba-dive6. Give birth to twin girls7. Be 55kg (preferably before AND after #6)8. Stay on a farm for a while (ala the Morgans movie but not the witness-murder part lah)9. Roadtrip round Australia10. Let go of certain things**Of course, list is non-exhaustive - these are only 10 of the many things I want to do and the list is not in sequence.** Do not wish to repeat stories. A clichéd the-year-is-coming-to-an-end-and-a-new-year-is-around-the-corner note Chronologically thinking through 2009, weighing out the good vs bad.. it wasn't particularly a good year.A friend pointed out: It's really beyond the superficial judgement of who's right and who's wrong - fact is, certain actions did cause certain unhappiness, however indirect or unintended the actions were. Sometimes, it did seem so clear what was happening, yet certain spur-of-Eureka-moments threw off orbit and it's back to square one.Are there really two sides to a coin? What determines?(just got electrocuted by laptop)Having said, I don't think 2009 brought/left any regrets. Regrets only set in when things are irreconcilable and/or irreversible. I am sorry, yet I am not sorry. Like how you'd feel if someone's dog died. I'm truly sorry your dog has died, but I'm not sorry because I didn't cause its death.Of course, everything is subjective - it literally differs from person to person what is considered the "cause of death" - some are straight to the point; some might take in other consequential factors. So when this discrepancy happens, good'ol honest communication is imperative, otherwise you'd just be moving along in parallel lines, shrouded in perpetual murky unclarity.Perhaps actions do speak louder than words, but staunch advocates of this belief might be too simplistic. It doesn't really work all the time with surrounding influences. To people who possess certain levels of EQ and mutual synergy, words are much, much stronger. There is really only so much you can do physically, but literary *does* transcend. Someone pass me a bodhi tree.Abruptly, I want to specially thank the following people. I'd also like to highlight that the people listed here are the ones who did make a big impact on my Year 2009, so please don't take it personally if you are not mentioned here. As long as you're on my FB it means you're a friend otherwise I won't add you (except for the 5% of you whom I added as gossip teehee).I want to thank PAPAPAPA, MAMAMAMAMA and DIDIDIDIDIDI for getting my back and giving me all the chances to (attempt) carve my career, listening to me whine incessantly when my boss *ahem* gives me niao niao things, and telling me that I *really* am very fat (in respective order). To name a few. Thank you for being there tirelessly and keeping me grounded, even when I climb into your beds at odd hours and force you awake just because I am bored and/or don't want to be alone.I want to thank Babypoosmellymunchkinsmalaupig for throwing me sanity checks ever so often, and remaining so close to my heart despite the distance. Thank you for also succumbing to my endless tirades about getting the Blackberry - see now our phone bills are much lesser! I have to say you fly this kite (me) really well.I want to thank Siter for being my BFF, even though we are as different as Blackberry and iPhone and more than half the time we just want to /fing each other so badly. Thank you for taking care of my hamhams and helping to 超度 them one by one /tou. Ni zui hao guai guai bu yao qi fu ahboy, bu ran yi hou mei you ren yao ni ni jiu dong /zibi.I want to thank Fongfong for being QAD and keeping me grounded with your rude snaps and dismissive wombattitude. Thank you for telling me when I'm behaving stupidly and that I really am very chio after all. Please stack my Taboo cards in their colours accordingly ok?I want to thank Lala and Yanyan for making me realise that you all care enough to get unhappy, and for the attempts to help straighten things up. I really appreciate it. *hug you two* Of course I hope for things to be the same again.. 柯以妈？I want to thank Lammypok for finally “成家立业” and 了了我一庄心事 ahahahaa. 要乖乖知不知道！真的是无比的愉悦呀！I want to thank Ah Fur & Effybobeffy for being the mad jiejies I wish I had. Never stopped envying the Tan sisters lor. For yet another year, Ah Fur and Effybobeffy have tirelessly taught me stuff after stuff despite me making them want to puke blood with my questions.I want to thank Schminky & Fifi for the mad moments when we do meet up. We *always* seem to laugh *that* loud regardless location hor.I want to thank my OZ cuzzies for making Wattle St my home-away-from-home.. I shall get much better at Mario Kart and come back to kick your #1 asses. I will also get much much better at World Tour drums & shooting hoops! Muacks you all. (Is Nick even on FB?)I want to thank Yongyong, Mr Fredericksen, Erbie, Goofy Bing-A-Ling and 秋圣母 for all the laugh-until-stomach-going-to-implode moments. We haven't really known each other for *that* long/well, but here's to more side-splitting/PONG/nomnomnom/Arnold's moments. ZHE LI YOU BU SHI LIBRARY.I want to thank Judylam (who still refuses to get FB), Jinnyjinjin, Kittykat, Stacy Rappy & Susu for all the UNSW memories and still keeping up with each other lives over the virtual realm despite the distance. Love you mad girls.I'm sure there are more.. I might continue to add to this later during the day.Till then, I love all you people and may 2010 bring nothing but good stuff to you. It's gonna be a good one.Love,Me(pasted from my FB notes) 'Tis 3 Days to Christmas Hello children.I have been up for an hour and it's still 7.30am in SG. No one is up and online and I've finished all my blogsurfing. K is probably gonna kill me for exhausting his internet quota again teehee.Doing the domesticated thing now.. bedlinen's in the wash and I'm waiting for the silly guys from Freedom to deliver the new mattress we bought. I hate it when delivery people tell you stuff like "Oh we'll be there anytime between 9am - 1pm." Granted we all know why they do it, but nonetheless it pisses the shit outta me cos effectively those 4 hours are fucked and God knows how many of them actually arrive between those hours.Now I am fungry and there's only one sad banana which I have to ration from now till then cos I obviously cannot get food until silly mattress arrives. Went to this law firm who handles immigration and PR stuff yesterday.. I like this guy. K and his sister both got their PR through him.. and I like the way he operates. He doesn't give me the first-meeting-creeps as well. We pretty much have very limited option (well, we only have AN option) if I wanted to get PR, so we'll sit on it for now.We were late for the appointment for a bit and we got lost, and we ended up running up and down steep slopes trying to locate the place and my feet officially died. Had to limp to Sportsgirl after that to buy this ugly pair of thongs which was on sale. If my feet ever reincarnate into an actual person, he would hunt me down and seek revenge, abusing me tenfold then :((Why does OZ tv suck so much? For the past hour they're showing c-r-a-p and it's like for kids. Why do kids watch things like that?! I don't even mind Hi-5 this much. Show it dammit.)Roamed the city after lunch yesterday and K went back to work.. The. Crowd. Is. Mad.Was in Myer and the *only* sane section within was the bedlinen. The kids section especially was barking chaos, what with mad kids zooming everywhere and mad parents trying to hunt their mad kids down and mad grandparents obviously lost in transition.(Entire house smells Dynamo-ey now. It's a comforting smell. Why is mattress un-here?)It was less madness at the clothes departments but nothing much yet.. just a couple of mad dresses. Gonna wait till Boxing Day and sweep the malls. K's entire family will be here on Boxing Day.. so I dunno if we'd go to the malls or not. We're gonna go up to Blue Mts though! Gonna drive up and stay for a night. It'll be fun.Believe it or not, yesterday was my FIRST time ever at Supre - Ah Fur is gonna scoff at me. Can't blame me cos Supre stuff used to be super trashy; it still is, just that there are some new collections.. but it's tiring scouring through the trash to get to the good ones. I hate Supre fitting rooms though. The incessant door-slamming gets to me real bad. I actually tried to stop the door from slamming when I came out for the second time, but I didn't realise my watch's face had twisted downwards on the wrist, and the cb door SLAMMED into my watch's face. Sorry Siter :( I stood there rooted and gaping but the guy was waiting to get the clothes. Bah.But I'll go back to Supre again. Gave up on Cotton On. Sidenote: I hate it when these traditionally "local" stores start going to other countries. Bah. When I went to London I didn't even get anything from River Island. Not exactly cheaper also. Bah. Everyone is wearing the same stuff everywhere! (Woo bedlinen is done - off to dryer brb)(90min of dryer. Where is mattress?!)Can't remember what I had wanted to say.Anyway am pretty disappointed with David Jones' Christmas decorations this year.. not as exciting as previous years'. Oh well. Boxing Day sales better be good.Oh oh oh.Of course by now the entire Asia (and Texas) is rejoicing over The Proposal! Gong xi ni CYY & Mike.. sincerely wish you lovebirds a blissful and lasting marriage. Cannot wait for the Eurasian babies! :)(K just called - delivery guys haven't called yet. Must I tip them if I flirted a bit and asked if they could help me bring the mattress to the room? The lady at the store had said that if "we asked nicely they would do it". Bahahha.)Omg it's been a mad few days cos I've been playing World Tour and Mario Kart with my cousins. DAMN FUN. I swear I am going to get World Tour once I get back. Lammy has been nagging me to do it since a long time ago - I already have the potential suspects in mind! LET'S HAVE A WORLD TOUR PARTAYYYYY. F&B provided!Omg Hugh Grant is going to be on TV after the commercials!! *wets*I'm trying to take more photos.. but I've been Sydney-ing so often that everything seems like the norm now.. nothing much to take leh. I'll bug K to let me take photos of the apartment and post it up.Dum dum dum.Oh well. Till laters.***Groceries List:- bedroom slippers for K (so that he can FINALLY stop wearing mine. Bedroom slippers, esp furry ones, are DAMN private to me lah! It's worse than sharing toothbrushes to me and he's scoffing my anal-ness over it)- tang yuan (winter solstice today)- shampoo (hope there are travel ones)Hurrumph. Hungry.Bye children. Have a good Tuesday. Jetstar's call centre SUCKS I am fucking pissed because I just made a call to Jetstar's call line and this OZ woman was fucking rude! I made the reservations to go Hong Kong with Didi a few days ago, but at the end of the whole process I didn't receive any confirmation email. Sure fine it says might take up to 24hrs for the confirmation email to come through or something, so I just waited.Until NOW, I still haven't received the email. So I called the call centre to check. This phone automated machine told me what shit about how the phone call might be recorded for what shit tracking purposes as usual. If there's really QC why hasn't this woman been booted for her rudeness?Finally, this OZ woman picked up. Wow very nice very impressed with the promptness.ULTIMATE XIALAN TO THE MAX. I can so imagine her face when picking my call - doing manicure and digging her nose or something.I didn't get the email so naturally I didn't get any confirmation email and hence there was no booking reference for me to retrieve my booking. She asked me for all those particulars in such a cutting voice, you can throw bak kwa at her and get it sliced.OH.She (xialanly, of course) told me the only reservation made under "my name" was to HK on 21 DECEMBER. OF WHICH I'D BE IN SYDNEY???So fair enough she said she couldn't divulge (the other) passenger information. So I asked if I could check whether my credit card got charged for anything. So she typed in my number and (xialanly, again) said "Oh. I had your name under XXXXX and not XXX (space) XX."OH THE XIALANNESS.So maddening. I paused right? If a pause is not equivalent to a space to you, then too bad. Oh but hey how did you get my surname then? That pause you get??? Not like I have some long ME or IN name right?Then I asked her to email me the confirmation email VERY NICELY. I know I was being nice cos I WAS BEING NICE.She xialanly said "Yeah like I said I would email it to you" in that xialan voice. I hear myself talk in xialan voice also want to slap myself.I will NEVER fly Jetstar again (I don't care for the greasy looking seats/headrests either). For the record if it's not because SQ is effing full I wouldn't have flown Jetstar.BAH! Bah. Almost everytime I read The Two Blogs, I feel twang of guilt - like I had betrayed.The big fat irony I just realised - the two blogs' links are adjacent to each other in my bookmarks. Unintentionally, of course.It's a very weird mechanic - how it all worked out. I was very indignant for One Blog, not because of personal reasons but because of my whole 路见不平拔刀相助 mentality. But after time, perhaps One Blog is not as "genuine" as I had believed, if you know what I'm getting at. It's another classic case of telling what it wants people to believe. In short, manipulate you to believe its truth is The Truth. Which of course, the whole shingzamajit about how a coin has two sides blah blah.But having met The Other Blog too, perhaps, from all the "wrongs" done, maybe The Other Blog *is* much more fitting to the situation now.哎呀关我屁事啦。 Movies I wanna watch I don't care I wanna watch them all when I'm in Sydney!A Christmas CarolThe Time Traveller's WifeThe Invention of LyingParanormal Activity (yes I know I've watched it but I wanna watch with K hehehe)Alvin & the Chipmunks 2Did You Hear About The Morgans?Bright StarOld DogsI don't care I wanna watch them all when I'm in Sydney! I is scared. It was a spontaneous decision to catch Paranormal Activity and we settled for the 12.35am show at Suntec's Eng Wah. I went a little earlier to get the tickets as we were using the free vouchers from my uncle, and no bookings were to be made using freebies.Inquired about the packed-ness of the cinema - woo apparently not too crowded.Waited for The Lost Goat outside Rock where 3 wooden benches were. Soon after I sat down, a Chinese couple came over to my left, and shortly after an Indian couple came and sat down on my right. I had chosen the middle bench because the spotlight was brightest there and I was scared.Berry-ing while waiting expectantly for The Lost Goat. After about 30min the lights suddenly went out. I jumped up in reflex and shrunk back into the dark in paiseh-ness. Chinese couple left, and Indian couple left after a while too.Sat alone in the dark mentally willing The Lost Goat to find her way soon. Woo finally reached. Milled around a little waiting for her to bleat her breath back from rushing up. Went into the theatre....Not. A. Single. Person. In. Sight.We stood rooted and froke (break-broke freak-froke) out. We didn't know whether to leave or go to the seats because we were freaking scared. In the end fear got the better of us (show was gonna start anytime soon and we didn't want to be caught standing there when it starts) and we rushed up to the seats.It was a dilemma of where to sit. Ended up just randomly rushing into a row and not even our designated row which was further behind. We were scared even before the movie started.Movie started.I was freaked out again when I realised there were noises at the back. I finally couldn't take it and nudge Ah Do. Before I even finished my question she was nodding frantically. Took me damn long before I finally mustered enough courage to turn to the back swiftly (turned during the day scenes so theatre was brighter - until now mighty pleased with my bravery).THERE WAS NO ONE.Freaked out even more.After noises again I decided to turn as again for a longer moment.THERE WAS NO ONE.Ready to pee in pants.Noises continued. Theatre door opening and shutting every now and then. Footsteps shuffled along the corridor downstairs but never someone appearing.Cannot. Take. It.I turned for the final time and scanned the back of the theatre in detail. Very proud of bravery....KNNBCCB THE INDIAN COUPLE FROM EARLIER IS SITTING IN THE CORNER OF THE LAST ROW AND THE CORNER WAS SO DARK WE DIDN'T EVEN SEE THEM WHEN WE CAME IN AT ALL LAH.Stupid aunty at the counter still dared to say "oh not too crowded". CANNOT BE MORE SPECIFIC AND SAY IT WAS NEAR EMPTY AH??STUPID.Before the movie even reached mid-way we were both freaked beyond imagination. Ah Do told me after the movie that she had propped her knees on the seat in front, and she had suddenly felt her knees move and the back of the seat kinda felt "depressed", as though someone had sat down and applied pressure on the seat.Of course, there was no one.Freaked beyond hope. In the end she came over to my place to stay over because we were too damn scared. We definitely got much, much more than we had asked for. Shivery Monday night Ahem.So hello again. It's been a while. I wonder who's reading this?Suddenly felt like being back.. no big reason. Kinda like the current background now because I'm blogging from my spanking new pink Vaio:Laptop has been christened Plappy, because well, Pink Lappy.It was sheer luck when I randomly clicked on a colour code and the blog's background instantly camouflaged into Plappy's border. So this guniang colour will be staying for a while.I am such a meek little shu nv lamb *bleats*Recovering from my flu, which Fongz had presumptuously thought that I had recovered and "made" me go down for mahjong yesterday. Which wasn't particularly enjoyable because each attempt at laughing made me sound like a donkey down with TB, and I also lost $11.I'm now braces-ed and hope to get it removed in half a year's time.Work's been busy like mad, and I do hope the reason that made me stop blogging back then will not emerge again.Wheet. Laters.P/S: I'd like to know how to hide my archives. Rejuvenated Hello world. - - I am LIONHEART!!! Just finished chewing the articles churned out by TNP and ST. I actually stopped going back to sleep to get the papers. I so darn wished I was there. Chao FongBeeTin lor refused to go and sign up as member. $5 only also dowan! See lah we missed exciting show!Quoted from TNP: "Amid the impasse, an elderly usher, already bored, made a shadow of a dog on one of the projector screens and giggled to himself."AHAHAHA. Wallao eh.Given how A _ _ _ _ is probably now in dire needs of a fund-raising project, the new exco can go and sell dvds of the entire EGM and raise funds from there! Confirm raise enough to cover the $90,000 lor.I think it's a damn good idea leh. But then again, it's quite sian diao how the Whites resorted to jeering and booing. How different are you then, from the Reds? Fight with grace lah. If you can be like, say, a certain M.Lam from a certain forum, all snooty and snobbish and superior yet remain unruffled and cool cucumber, then I say you're zai. Like J.Lau. Not merely hinging on sheer numbers and rock down the house just cos you outnumbered and outvoiced them. So if they actually did sell dvds of the EGM, they would be propaganding the whole crass boo-jeer thing hor.Ok lah idea scrapped.But no self-respecting adult will tell a fellow adult to shut up and sit down one lah.I'm still laughing at the giggled-to-self ah pek who did the dog-shadow thing./Edit:I want!! I am LIONHEART!!! Just finished chewing the articles churned out by TNP and ST. I actually stopped going back to sleep to get the papers. I so darn wished I was there. Chao FongBeeTin lor refused to go and sign up as member. $5 only also dowan! See lah we missed exciting show!Quoted from TNP: "Amid the impasse, an elderly usher, already bored, made a shadow of a dog on one of the projector screens and giggled to himself."AHAHAHA. Wallao eh.Given how A _ _ _ _ is probably now in dire needs of a fund-raising project, the new exco can go and sell dvds of the entire EGM and raise funds from there! Confirm raise enough to cover the $90,000 lor.I think it's a damn good idea leh. But then again, it's quite sian diao how the Whites resorted to jeering and booing. How different are you then, from the Reds? Fight with grace lah. If you can be like, say, a certain M.Lam from a certain forum, all snooty and snobbish and superior yet remain unruffled and cool cucumber, then I say you're zai. Like J.Lau. Not merely hinging on sheer numbers and rock down the house just cos you outnumbered and outvoiced them. So if they actually did sell dvds of the EGM, they would be propaganding the whole crass boo-jeer thing hor.Ok lah idea scrapped.But no self-respecting adult will tell a fellow adult to shut up and sit down one lah.I'm still laughing at the giggled-to-self ah pek who did the dog-shadow thing./Edit:I want!! Insulted My boyfriend watched our sec 4 choir musical and said:K says:u solo awhile only?Dongkeywong * says:yah lah i also not main leadK says:sorry heh.. i saw the beast enter.. ppl clap then just keep see them onlyDongkeywong * says:....Dongkeywong * says:cbK says:eh i watched part 2 first ma.. dont know u are the maid..Dongkeywong * says:HELLODongkeywong * says:I WAS MRS POTTSDongkeywong * says:NOT THE MAIDDongkeywong * says:HOUSEKEEPERK says:hahaK says:okokK says:i forgot the characters.............. Insulted My boyfriend watched our sec 4 choir musical and said:K says:u solo awhile only?Dongkeywong * says:yah lah i also not main leadK says:sorry heh.. i saw the beast enter.. ppl clap then just keep see them onlyDongkeywong * says:....Dongkeywong * says:cbK says:eh i watched part 2 first ma.. dont know u are the maid..Dongkeywong * says:HELLODongkeywong * says:I WAS MRS POTTSDongkeywong * says:NOT THE MAIDDongkeywong * says:HOUSEKEEPERK says:hahaK says:okokK says:i forgot the characters.............. Mayday Just got back from Beerfest.(I am aching all over from badminton.)I might be the only one saying this, but it's not *that* rara as I had expected. It's like those beer nights we have at Unibar. Nonetheless a big WHEETS to Banana who did some magic and got us in without having to pay the $27 (I had wanted to smuggle in with the pink band but I kena caught wahhaa). It must be quite blasphemous how I sat there idly headbanging to the band playing (Hell's Bells?) and I have absolutely no idea what's going on. I was asking Effy who is AC/DC and being ever so nice she merely said "You don't know AC/DC?" and not like crucify me on the Rock music cross or something. I am so not heavy metal nor rock. And this Vin Diesel looking guy standing in front of me was supposedly the guy from Vertical Horizon, who's gonna play tomorrow. Effy made me take a photo of his backside "just for fun". (Ok I just Googled and that guy in front of me IS from Vertical Horizon. Effy will go from headbanging to banginghead cos she refused to take a photo with him cos she paiseh!)(I am aching.)We all met for dinner at Tampopo (the ramen is quite nice and the hard/soft boiled egg is yums) where we swallowed our food (and Banana chewed a chilli padi for a free dinner, 2 Mcs icecream and a beer from me - which I didn't get her yet cos she was at the other tent) and chionged down to Ngee Ann City where Genie (another big WHEETS) had gotten us invites to the VIP tent of Orchard Reloaded.Banana and I were bitching throughout the runway. Oh Angelia was sitting three seats away across the aisle. Some stuff from Gap's and Banana Republic's new lines are damn nice. I want leh. AND THAT JIMMY CHOO HEELS AND BAG. Wheets. I shall go and see look when the boutique opens. My boyfriend lovingly told me to "get it myself" when I asked if he'd get me the cute Coach bag.(Aching.)(Speaking of which, we were talking about diamonds last night, and I told him that the rule of thumb is, the diamond should cost at least 3 month's of the guy's salary. He gave a big "WAH" and said, ok lah I buy for you now. Ahboh next time when my salary hit like $10k, means must buy $30k diamond for you leh. Now buy at least no need buy so expensive one. So loving.)I had a Hoegaarden and I totally zoned out cos Beerfest was fucking hot. If I ever go next year, I am so gonna wear just a tank top, shorts, Havas, tie the hair up, and bring my battery-operated fan. Maybe I'm also super tired from the badminton today. Super shiokness. I am very happy I haven't lost my touch despite not playing for damn long. Aching.I am rambling, I am very tired and I am fucking upset I scraped my heels when I stepped into the cracks in the wooden platform at the Flyer. My lovely chio hot pink heels =( Now its ruined. Pah. Then I've got a ton of minutes from the AGM to sort out.And now I want to eat char kway teow. Mayday Just got back from Beerfest.(I am aching all over from badminton.)I might be the only one saying this, but it's not *that* rara as I had expected. It's like those beer nights we have at Unibar. Nonetheless a big WHEETS to Banana who did some magic and got us in without having to pay the $27 (I had wanted to smuggle in with the pink band but I kena caught wahhaa). It must be quite blasphemous how I sat there idly headbanging to the band playing (Hell's Bells?) and I have absolutely no idea what's going on. I was asking Effy who is AC/DC and being ever so nice she merely said "You don't know AC/DC?" and not like crucify me on the Rock music cross or something. I am so not heavy metal nor rock. And this Vin Diesel looking guy standing in front of me was supposedly the guy from Vertical Horizon, who's gonna play tomorrow. Effy made me take a photo of his backside "just for fun". (Ok I just Googled and that guy in front of me IS from Vertical Horizon. Effy will go from headbanging to banginghead cos she refused to take a photo with him cos she paiseh!)(I am aching.)We all met for dinner at Tampopo (the ramen is quite nice and the hard/soft boiled egg is yums) where we swallowed our food (and Banana chewed a chilli padi for a free dinner, 2 Mcs icecream and a beer from me - which I didn't get her yet cos she was at the other tent) and chionged down to Ngee Ann City where Genie (another big WHEETS) had gotten us invites to the VIP tent of Orchard Reloaded.Banana and I were bitching throughout the runway. Oh Angelia was sitting three seats away across the aisle. Some stuff from Gap's and Banana Republic's new lines are damn nice. I want leh. AND THAT JIMMY CHOO HEELS AND BAG. Wheets. I shall go and see look when the boutique opens. My boyfriend lovingly told me to "get it myself" when I asked if he'd get me the cute Coach bag.(Aching.)(Speaking of which, we were talking about diamonds last night, and I told him that the rule of thumb is, the diamond should cost at least 3 month's of the guy's salary. He gave a big "WAH" and said, ok lah I buy for you now. Ahboh next time when my salary hit like $10k, means must buy $30k diamond for you leh. Now buy at least no need buy so expensive one. So loving.)I had a Hoegaarden and I totally zoned out cos Beerfest was fucking hot. If I ever go next year, I am so gonna wear just a tank top, shorts, Havas, tie the hair up, and bring my battery-operated fan. Maybe I'm also super tired from the badminton today. Super shiokness. I am very happy I haven't lost my touch despite not playing for damn long. Aching.I am rambling, I am very tired and I am fucking upset I scraped my heels when I stepped into the cracks in the wooden platform at the Flyer. My lovely chio hot pink heels =( Now its ruined. Pah. Then I've got a ton of minutes from the AGM to sort out.And now I want to eat char kway teow. True love Brian, Brian, Brian.What did I tell you?What did I tell you?Despite telling you this.. I am now hearing my friend talk about how you used all the violence on her.You think you what?STREET FIGHTER OR NINJA TURTLE?You really don't learn do you?Well done though. You have single-handedly (figurative of course - since concurrently I am hearing same stuff from different people. You darling boys and girls should get together and create a Facebook group leh. I can do the honour for you. I will even be a fan! It would be hard to name that group though. Sigh~) exhausted my extensive vocabulary of potty-mouth talk. Nothing is deemed sufficient to describe you anymore. Yet another award in your pocket!One day. One fine day.You will pay your dues.To all the girls reading this. Oh, perhaps I should quote those silly chain emails: Men, please send this to all the ladies you know to prevent them from falling for this person, and girls, please tape your panties to yourself with duct tape.Keep your eyes peeled for this wonderful sweet-talking guy. He will literally charm your panties off you, fuck you, dump you, and make you feel like you were the slut who asked for it. True love Brian, Brian, Brian.What did I tell you?What did I tell you?Despite telling you this.. I am now hearing my friend talk about how you used all the violence on her.You think you what?STREET FIGHTER OR NINJA TURTLE?You really don't learn do you?Well done though. You have single-handedly (figurative of course - since concurrently I am hearing same stuff from different people. You darling boys and girls should get together and create a Facebook group leh. I can do the honour for you. I will even be a fan! It would be hard to name that group though. Sigh~) exhausted my extensive vocabulary of potty-mouth talk. Nothing is deemed sufficient to describe you anymore. Yet another award in your pocket!One day. One fine day.You will pay your dues.To all the girls reading this. Oh, perhaps I should quote those silly chain emails: Men, please send this to all the ladies you know to prevent them from falling for this person, and girls, please tape your panties to yourself with duct tape.Keep your eyes peeled for this wonderful sweet-talking guy. He will literally charm your panties off you, fuck you, dump you, and make you feel like you were the slut who asked for it. Ha-ha-harmony! I was filling Didi in about the soccer match tonight between DPMM and PJFC, and he in turn was telling me stuff about G l e n n ' s d i v o r c e & c u r r e n t l o v e l i f e and how J.D. looks weird (I don't want to get Googled for this wahhaa) then we stopped short and looked at each other.Didi then quipped, "It's damn weird how I'm telling you about entertainment and you telling me about soccer!"***Typical conversations with my darling mother.妈： “你到底几时才甘愿换床单？”我： “等到皮肤痒咯。”妈： “好。”(还真的不管我)~~~妈： “你要几个冰块？”我： “四个半。”妈： “好。”(还真的四个半)~~~(端着碟子从厨房出来)妈： “你要在哪里吃？”我： “地上。”妈： “好。”(还真的摆在地上)***I was at the auditor's office at Tiong Bahru just now, and I was headed back to the east.I ended up at Wheelock.-________-"The night we went for Lala's bday KTV at Liang Court, I ended up at Tiong Bahru.*bows*