Things I've Learnt Lessons on Love That giving someone your all doesn't help if the person shuts himself away from you and doesn't want to take it. That no matter how much you tell yourself that it's his loss and his fault, it still hurts. That lying to yourself that he doesn't deserve you doesn't work, because the truth is that you don't deserve him. That emotional pain can actually feel like a physical kick A Tragic Fairy Tale I was supposed to blog about my Bangkok trip and put up photos, which I will (eventually) when I have more time. Right now, my schedule is kind of packed but I feel somewhat guilty about not blogging, since my friends have been bugging me to post something and complaining that my blog is purely ornamental nowadays. So, I'm just going to post a quick little story that Jess and I made up when we Busybodies at Work All right, I do realize that my blog has started to spawn flies after lying unused for almost two months. The truth is, ever since school started again, I have been so busy that all my days and nights just seem to blend into one phantasmagorical landscape. It’s a lot worse this semester because I have more assignments than ever before – 11 in total. And they are all 2,500-word essay-type Temper, temper I am not in a mood to be antagonised today. I have been in an absolutely foul mood since Sunday for a variety of reasons, chief being a bad bout of PMS which has utterly messed up my hormones and turned my state of mind upside down. In fact, I've rarely had PMS so bad. Some people may beg to differ and insist that I'm temperamental most of the time anyway, but besides the haywire temperament Thanksgiving I meant to blog about 2007 and move on into 2008 at least 2 weeks back, but I was so busy with work and birthday/Christmas parties that I simply couldn’t find the time. Add on to all my busier-than-usual activities our office’s recent move to a new location, and it has been utter chaos. Since my office is quite paper-heavy with loads of invoices, case files, and God only knows what other Hugeass Post Since I haven't updated for ages, and this being the festive season where I had parties lined up galore, this is going to be a humongous Incredible Hulk kind of King Kong post. With loads of pictures. Please, if you are still running on a dinosaur-age 56.6k modem, don't read any further. Just click "back" on your browser. Now, for all those people who are running on high-speed modems, come on On Antelopes and Sex A few days ago, I came across an article online (which I can't find now, so no hyperlink), which describes how female antelopes force male antelopes to have sex during the mating season until males actually collapse from exhaustion. Apparently, competition is so fierce among the females that a female antelope will charge a pair in the midst of romping (poor chaps), separate them, and then mate Fixated I know, I know, I haven't been updating for ages. Thanks to work, examinations, and, erm, certain distractions, I haven't had the time to even check my email, much less bother logging into Blogger and posting entries. Truthfully, the last 3 weeks have hurtled by in a total blur - so much so that I can't exactly even remember what I've been up to all this while. I was so busy I could barely Warning: A Very Narcissistic Post For some reason, I simply love to take photos of myself nowadays. Call me narcissistic if you will, but I really don't care. In the past, I used to be absolutely camera-shy - I have license to be narcissistic now, can. I think it's because I'm losing weight and looking (and feeling) better, hah. Work has been keeping me absolutely busy, and today was a real killer of a day because I kept Lan Tao Hua (Rotten Peach Blossom) Ever since I broke up with my ex, I seem to be going through a purple patch when it comes to romance. Suddenly my tao hua yun (literally ‘peach blossom luck’) is in full bloom. I am getting guys, some of whom I’ve known for a while, asking me out left, right, and center. And for the first time in years, I have the luxury of turning down guys’ invitations. Though to be frank, it’s not that hard I have been so freaking busy the past 2 weeks that I can barely breathe. Work is piling up in the office. It’s not a bad thing, because I actually enjoy what I do, but it means I’m wiped out by day’s end. Add that on to night school after work twice a week, gaming on the PlayStation2 and MSN-ing when home at night, waking 2 hours earlier to get down to the pool and swim thrice a week, pia-ing Cast your votes: For or Against DB So on Saturday I finally got a chance to spend like 6 solid hours with DB. In my house. But before you all start popping champagne and throwing confetti, let me elaborate further: We were playing mahjong. With Jess, Jessie’s OMA, and another male colleague of ours whom I shall refer to as L. Yeah I know, these people are such spoilers. Anyway, like Jess’s tag says, L has been teasing me quite Photos! Thanks Kevin dearie for FINALLY sending us the pics, and also for being unofficial cameraman on our KTV/camwhore night! Brace yourselves, people. Me and Jess trying (unsuccessfully) to look sexy Jess, me and Kevin, the number one best guy buddy in the world Jess, Luke and me. Luke is my shoulder to sleep on! Jess and me... again. Sheena Holdings. From left: Sales/PR Manager Quickie Update I have been incredibly busy the past one week with work and assignments and swimming and going out, and I have been averaging about 5 hours' sleep a night. Hence just a quick filler post instead of my usual rambling discourses. DB Progress Update: We seem to have reached an impasse, though he did help me to buy lunch back because I was staying in the office during lunch hour (so sweeeeeeeeeeeet! I Hate Being In Crush I pondered for a while about whether I should refer to this incident when I write a new post, or just turn a blind eye to it and carry on rambling about my life - which currently revolves around whether DB smiles at me in the morning, or speaks to me in the afternoon, or telling me that he's totally in love with me and wants to marry me, like, tomorrow (I wish!). But then I decided, it's the The Power of A Scent For some reason, I have always been very sensitive to scents and smells. Like Jessie, I am an olfactory person. If you apply a nice perfume or cologne, or use nice-smelling shampoo and walk past me, my head automatically snaps up to look at you once the scent wafts into my nose. It’s a reflex reaction. Even if I know who you are, even if I’m used to the scent, I just look up and simultaneously Mills & Boon Jessie and I are seated at her desk now, two of the last few remaining people left in the company seeking some after work entertainment.. By going on about DB and OMA (although i must admit I'm doing most of the talking). So anyway, we decided we would come online and post an inane entry on the muses of two crush-struck women on their "inexorable march into spinsterhood" and make it a couple OMA and DB Ok so Jess and I have been acting like stupid giggly schoolgirls for the past one week. But it has been spades of fun; more fun than I've had in 7 years, actually. Except for today, when I almost singlehandedly destroyed my best friend's love life (I know, I'm good in that way). Basically, just a quick recap of the past week: I had been bugging Jessie's crush (hereafter known as OMA, or ' Bimbo Day At work now, and again, I have nothing to do, and I am bored outta my skull. On the bright (possibly dark) side, my supervisor has just informed me that I will be officially taking over our corporate accounts next week. So at least I won’t be bored to death, but unfortunately I’ll actually have to start earning my salary. So last night I was out with Nethia the Makkel (finally saw the bitch) Don't Work, Be Happy I’m at work now, and secretly blogging even though I’m not allowed to but I have nothing to do anyway. Thanks, of course, go to Jess for telling me to write my post out on Microsoft Word first and then, when no one is around, quickly copy and paste into Blogger! You can see she’s very experienced at the art of subterfuge at work, heh. To cut a long story short, I joined this company only on Memories Writing has always been a cathartic process for me. In the past, whenever I was upset, pissed, or just generally listless, I'd sit down and pen a poem or two to reflect my thoughts and feelings. Then when I started blogging, it became an outlet for my frustrations as well. I'd write and write and at the end of it, whatever was bothering me may not have gone, but the black mood would (usually) Resurrection Erm... yeah. I'm finally blogging again. I'm trying to resurrect this blog again (no assurances that I'll update frequently though!). I've been having the worst writer's block possible. Yeah I know it's lasted for over a year, what am I expected to do when I just can't get inspiration? Today was to have been a very special day for me, had everything gone on its usual course in my life. But it URGENT! Dear all: My phone recently got stolen, and with it all my numbers. So if I've been uncontactable, or if you've been expecting me to contact you but I haven't, well, this is the reason why. But I've finally gotten a replacement phone, so please please sms me with your name so I can get your numbers back. Or you can drop me an email with your number, it makes no difference. Having said all that, My own Bash.org You guys know of Bash.org? That insanely hilarious website that stores insanely hilarious quotes from IRC users? I've been hanging around in a friend's channel, just newly set up, and I've just rediscovered how fun IRC can be. It's like Bash.org happening to yourself. Nothing like this ever happens on MSN, funnily enough. Warning: Vulgarities abound. Anyone who's easily offended, please leave Scandal Scandal Balls on Fire! If you've been following the blogging scene lately, and haven't been on the planet X863-4B, you'd know about this latest "scandal" to rock the blogosphere. Or, if you've been tripping on acid and HAVE been on the planet X863-4B, read this. And this. And if you're free follow the trackbacks as well. All right? Back on Earth now? Good. You know, I always thought the Bandung Vader (as Jaywalk Lelong lelong, brides for sale! I was reading the papers this morning and an article caught my eye. It was the article 14 Days to Find A Husband, on Vietnamese brides being imported into Singapore for the sole purpose of finding a husband, and they have to do it within 14 days, before their social visit pass expires. I'd put the link up if I could, but considering that Straits Times Interactive now charges for viewing their New blog (no, THIS one stays) Hi all! I have a new blog up called The Red Half of Manchester. As one can probably tell, it's a blog on Manchester United. So far, I have only one post up, but that should be enough to tell you roughly what it's all about. Manchester United fans, rival fans, and neutrals are welcome. Oh, and I'm looking for contributors to the blog (I intend to make it a team blog), so interested Manchester Run For Funds! Dear all, I have a little announcement to make: My friend Adrian Lee and a group of his super friends will be taking part in the upcoming Singapore Marathon on the 4th of December, and at the same time, raise funds for the needy in the Geylang area. And they will be doing this via Run For Funds. Run For Funds, a non-profit organisation, raises funds for various beneficiaries, especially old CHOWCHEEBYE!!! Roy Keane has left Manchester United! God, if this is a nightmare, let me wake up soon! Goblet of Fire I got to watch Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire yesterday - the day of its opening! Ha! Take that, all you dorks who lined up for hours but couldn't get tickets/all you dorks who have to wait two weeks before you can find time to go watch/all you dorks who have to wait two weeks for the theatres to be empty enough so you can finally get your hands on a ticket! (All those people who watched