idiotic fallacies

Trip to Song Jiang and my lead role in the great fake handphone bust

2007-11-05T23:18:00.000+08:00

The BF bought me to Song Jiang on Sunday for a romantic getaway.

Apprently when he first came to China, he work there in this place call "University Town" for 6 months as a teacher.

(and yes, the district is call "University Town" as it is filled with 5 or 6 universities. The chinese don't fuck around with naming things.)

The classrooms:

Lecture halls:

Teachers' rooms:

The grounds:

(yes, I said I won't post pics anymore but I changed my mind. I'm a woman. I'm allow to be fickle.)

The scruffy BF and I next go to have a walk around town. Seriously, I like little towns, the people are friendlier, things are cheaper and scenery still contains a certain old time worn in charm than cosmopolitan Shanghai.

Then, while walking around town, someone stood right in front of me, handed me a Nokia phone and ask me whether I want to buy it.

My phone is shitty,and its dying on me. In my little greedy mind I was going "why not? if i don't buy it someone else is going to buy it off him anyway." I bargain it down to 250 rmb and the transaction is made in MacDonalds after I tested it.

He left and the very next moment, a guy tap my shoulder and said "Miss, can you test whether your phone is working?"

Uhh Ohh.

Those guys are undercover police. Basically they have been watching us all the time and they bust the guy once he walk out of the door.

And I didn't get to buy a phone because the real phone has been swap with a fake one once I test it and the handover of goods and money is made.

Well, lucky me, I got my money back and all's well.

Great trip honey.

Monster blog?

2007-11-03T14:14:00.000+08:00

Oh yea.

The photos are back!

Please don't ask me how coz I'm too elated to go through that whole fucking story again.

(In short it is just a very dumb thing on my part which involves restarting the computer. But its a story or another day. Possibly never.)

Anyway am listening to Skee-lo - I wish right now. Wicked song. Sought me out on MSN and I will send it to you.

Lyrics this way. http://www.mp3lyrics.org/s/skee-lo/i-wish/

Other songs that I am into right now:
Fog Hat - I just want to make love to you
Rolling Stones - I can't get no satisfaction

Yea, I know its pretty funny putting the songs together like that. It sounds like a before and after sex songs you put on to listen to or have in your head when words are useless in expressing situations like that.

I on the otherhand have not encounter such a depresing combination of songs to myself yet.

(Jolyn, does WK get you satisfaction?)

Just feel like asking.

Here 's a breakdown on all the stuff I did since I last update.
1. Went to Wuzhen during the china national holiday for 2 days with flatmate.

Nothing impressive. Only thing I really like there is this red oriental shoes which I wore for Halloween for the very first time and they are totally destroyed.

2. Went to Hangzhou and Wuxi for a party at both places with the BF. REal crazy trip.

The trip was fantastic.

Not the scenery.

I think my most memorable part about the whole trip is that we could not get a hotel at all on the first night in Hangzhou so me and the BF went back to the pub (where his friends are at) and end up rocking to the rock songs they are playing and he trashing people at the pool table.

THe next morning head out to the famous XI Hu river with him and mate. I don't get it. XI HU is suppose to be the gorgeous place as it is reputed. But I think, the Pasir RIs , East Coast or even the sand imported Sentosa in Singapore looks even better.

Seriously!

I would not even want to justify myself by putting up photos. Waste of my time. That place is so commercialised.

Oh and talking about photos, I am going to post all my photos on Facebook instead of here. Its tiresome to upload on photobucket and transfer to here.I'm lazy like that and I find it really a great waste of time.

Its going to be pretty convenient. I'm going to put the link of my album up so you guys can still view it even if you are not on Facebook.

Here's the most recent one for Halloween: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=19083&l=56070&id=766706473

I dressed up as a Rocker-dead-chinese-ghost thingy.. ehh.. yup. I think that about spells it right.

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I love Facebook.

I'm pretty busy at work these few days but still I kept it close by, open in a new window browser and go check on it once in a while. The tagging of photos, the applications to download, the knowing at anytime when anyone of your friends are updating and thinking about today.

Its geting a bit obsessive.

But then again I'm pretty sure ,after the honeymoon is over for me and Facebook ,its going to regrade to the status of Friendster and Blogger.. something I still do once in a whilr but not on my mind constantly anymore.

I have such a whore's heart.

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Oh and Aliah, hey, happy birthday once again.

Here's your 8 things:

1. I always wake up one hour after my alarm clock rings. Thus sacrificing making and having a luxurious breakfast for myself.

2. I like to listen to rock songs and dance around in my room. Do that most often after I bath and I just groove around the room wearing my bathrobe for at least to 3 songs.

3.I dislike mean insensitive arrogant stuck up people who think they are so gorgeous.

4.I like beer, but I really shouldn't with all those calories.

5.I like the idea of me in the gym, working out hard... again.. idea of it.

6.Deep down I am very very nerdy but I do like to think I'm pretty cool.

7. I always wish I can look good in t-shirts but I suck in them

8.I wish I am shorter. Too many guys off the radar just because I'm too tall. Damn.

Monster blog

2007-11-02T20:22:00.000+08:00

I am pissed.

Pissed because all my photos.....all that is stored in my hard disk are all gone.

THey are the photos that are accumulated since I am 19 and now.. all gone.

All gone.

Monster blog as it is suppose to be "chokeful" of photos and stuff. Arrgh.

Definitely not in the mood to write now.

How I survive the Tsunami/Hurricane

2007-09-23T15:06:00.000+08:00

According to the good people of the china media, the Hurricane/Tsunami (well, I didn't find out which it is) is the worst that had EVER hit Shanghai for the past 10 years.

Being known to the fact, naturally I went straight to a pub at the Bund or to be known as Wai Tan (beside the bloody river) and ... waited for two nights, drinknig wine with my mates and .. anticipating with great morbid eagerness.

I even wore high heels and short flirty skirts to make it more challenging.(you know, the whole holding on to skirt as I run daintily across the roads in the bustling wind.

TO conclude, it was windy, slighty rainy but the rain completely stop after 10pm and erm.. yea. I survive.

Barbarossa

2007-08-31T02:05:00.000+08:00

Went to this moraccan restaurant just now at this place call Barbarossa. Its situated inside a lovely park, this isolated building with a little river right in front of it. Very pretty place, 3 storeys high with a outdoor terrance, you can see high rise building skylines beyond those lush greenery around..

I wanted to take more pictures but was having dinner on the first floor and so all I took was some photos of myself and the food there. By the time I reach the second floor with the gorgeous view for drinks, my camera went flat.

Can you see my face getting visibly thinner? That's 3 kg weight lost. Haha!

Oh and thanks for that necklace! It went very well with my blue cotton dress.. love it!

Total damage: 286 rmb.

The pasta is the best of all. The beef stew is average, but the lamb balls are disappointing. 4 lamb balls laying an two slabs of bean cakes with hummus spread in between.. for the rate of 50 rmb. Not very nice.

A date at that place is very excellent though.

Soft candlelight, diana krall singing in thr background, the cool night breeze, my flatemate and I lament so much that why we had to come with each other to a place like this and not on an actual date with someone else!

Another reason why I love this place, Thursday is Ladies night. They served Bailey's free for ladies from 9pm - 12 am.

Oh yes, I had my glass(es) of milk and you can be sure I can sleep like a baby tonight.

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Gym tomorrow at 8.30pm. Need to run off the guilt.

Shit..I'm JOLYN LIM CHIN FEN'S best friend now.

2007-08-30T01:27:00.000+08:00

If you are reading my blog, most likely you know Jolyn Lim Chin Fen as well.

May not directly, but still should have heard about her coz I always like to talk about my friends to friends. SO eventually, all my friends kind of "know" all my friends.

Jolyn wrote a blog dedicated to me recently on August 25th.

(Yes my dear, its wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy overdue.)

(and no, you are not going to extort $200 from me for membership fees)

(..and NO I don't look like a bloody Ah Lian on our first day of orientation!)

Ok, Jolyn keep complaining about why I did not tagged or reply to her postthat she work so hard on.(sorry). Well, coz bloody china server is very resistant towards Singapore servers. I had to go to www.peekatwork.com in order to access my blog. Right now, I won't be able to tag on anyone's blog except mine and Aliah's.

(btw, love you Ali!)

So I will post my response as an entry.

Happy? haha.

Ok , thanks.. for your entry. I love it. I feel like a cat after a big bowl of cream.

..but. do you HAVE to put that many unflattering photos of me???????!!!

Hey, I got my poise, sexy, sophisicated image to uphold alright!

Also, I thought this entry is solely about me, which is why a wry expression appear on my face when Keong appears in the entry at the end.

!!!!!!!!!

Wa kao.

Idiot. Need to insert Keong in meh.

*mutters mutters* "say write about me still die die want to add Keong inside also..."

And what you mean by "enduring but irritating attendence"!

So I'm wondering, despite of all those nice words, cleverly and stealthily inserted are sentences of criticism of groundless accusations and attacks to my almost.. no.. not almost but perfect nature.

You die when I go back Singapore Jolyn.

As best friend, I do believe I have the privilege to smack you on your head whenever I want to now.

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I just came home from this great place call Zapata's.

Realisation of how well I could talk to people hits me when I had a really funny debate for an hour with a Swiss guy talking about women and their underarm hair, how many women shave it.. or not shave it and how much he farts when he drinks.

Its really goodbye to you this time

2007-08-27T23:56:00.000+08:00

I have discover a new way to get slim fast. Just cry your heart out one whole night and miracle of miracles. Everyone keep telling me I lost weight the next day without prompting.

Crying really burn a lot of calories.

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Remember..

How I dash to the door and hug you so tight the minute you come from work.

How I always tell you all those gooey mushy love stuff and force you to say them to me.

Yii Dear Dear
Yii Ai Ai

How I always make you sleep with me and make sure I fall asleep at night before you can go do your stuff.

How I hurry you home from work all the time so I can see you.

How I like to stare at your face .. no matter where we are.

How I always want to hold your hand even when we are eating. You always scold me for doing that. "Sam, How can I eat with one hand!"

How I always make you hug me.

How I always steal kisses from your lips.

How I always like to squeese your face

How I like to shake and throttle you and tell you to keep saying that you are mine only and you always pretends to end up dead.

How I always wake you up to eat breakfast with me.

How I always love eating breakfast with you

How I always sing love songs to you in repeat mode.

How I force you to memorise those songs I create for "us" and for you to sing to me everyday.

How I cry the first time you got sick

How I cry the first time you got mad with me

How we talk on the phone every single night

How I always say we should break up but both of us can't bear to be apart from each other

How happy we were.. wherever we are.

......

I could go on forever.

But forever is no more.

I love you dear.

I'll always remember and I hope you will too.

I love you all :)

2007-08-22T00:48:00.000+08:00

Dear sweet guys,

I got your prezzies!

Its not the Fedex I was hoping for, but Singpost is good too. Haha!

I got it in the afternon. Everytime I start opening it, something at work came up and I only got to really see its contents when I got back home.

I love it!

1 bracelet
1 watch
7 necklaces
8 earrings

Thank you darlings.

I feel loved and its great.

Happy 24th to me!

2007-08-19T23:45:00.000+08:00

I know I have not been updating for quite some time.. so be prepare for a really LONG entry today.

Shanghai have this famous tower call Pearl tower.. I think that is what they call it in english. Haha.. Here it is..

..anyway it have flashing pink lights.. and personally I think it looks like an alien spaceship.

For some spectacular view, one can go to the Bund ,which you can see the Huangpu River. It really reminds me of our Singapore River back home..makes me a bit homesick!

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I have been cooking a lot! The other day I tried my hand at chicken curry.

Taste is alright .. but I cannot say it taste really authentic though! Haha!

BUT I do cook a really successful Black Pepper Beef!

Oh and did I mention that I cut my hair again?

Heh.

So short right? Hehe...

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Oh and for something scandalous.. there is a Sex Exhibition in Shanghai the other day.

Naturally I went. (",)

ONe of the exciting pictures there.

Anyone interested in a game of "tie me up?" Check out the arrays of whips and "harness".

Tickle tickle..

Blow me up baby

Ahem.

And for what our friendly Korea neighbours provide to the sex industry

I almost thought it really was Osim. After a second look.. Haha..

Nice er..logo

All shapes and sizes people

How do you like it to be madam?

Oh and the most interesting thing about this exhibition is that it features 300 sex relics of ancient china! And so it claims. haha!

Photography is not allowed but I managed to sneak a few shots before getting booted by the staff.

Yes they are jade sex figurines

This one is this stature of a guy tied with chains.

You know what the caption on that stature says?

"The only thing that cannot be tied down."

And the finale.

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Oh yes!

Happy Birthday to me yesterday!

First time spending a birthday away from home... so thankful for my wonderful room mate!

I didn't take much photos yesterday coz all we did was to shop, but we did went out for a good dinner just now.

At a place call Malone's.. two cocktails, pork ribs ,barbeque chicken and spicy beef fajitas... it was ok, but strangely ,all we could think about after faced with all that food is to go home to our comfortable rooms and dvds.

We coin this phrase as us being Auntified.

Here are the reasons why:

1. I cook breakfast and pack my lunch to work. (everyday literally)

2. I find eating outside is not worth the money when I can jolly well cook it myself and its healthier too and without msg.

3. I keep all the unfinished food to keep for tomorrow.

4. I prefer to eat healthy food.

5. I start to act more and more like my mother.

...but you know what, although, I still don't like the idea of me turning into an auntie, but hey, its tickles me pink to think that my mum did leave a very lasting presence to me. And that makes me very happy because it almost feels like she is just here by my side.

Really quite touched by all my friends smses.. calls.. so happy when I heard my Mum, Dad, Sis and Bro's voices but most of all by one of best friend, Fabian.

Know him for 10 years and he NEVER remembered my birthday! Finally this year, he remembered and called me to especially sing a birthday song to me...

Best part, he followed up with a email and attached a surprise birthday video for me!

Thanks Ken, Celina, Sean, Enhua,Vincent.. love to all.. and you dear sweet Fabian. Big hug and big kisses!

......but I don't get to eat the cake. Crap.

You know the phrase of how absence makes the heart grows fonder, well Fabian is proof then. Haha!That stupid idiot.. treat me so nice only when I am in Shanghai.

But really, I find that I seem to get closer to to some people only when I'm away... like my sister. Its not that we are not close before but now it seems that we outwardly care about each other more now that we don't see each other.

......I kind of miss quarrelling with her sometimes over here. Haha!

I'm just kidding Sis.

Oh ya, Sis, by the way, please do help yourself to borrow my clothes before they get mouldy!

Heh.

Thanks again guys.. :)

Love to all!

Birthdays are a wonderful thing

2007-07-25T12:27:00.000+08:00

Hi guys,

Its been a flurried of birthdays nowadays. I have been constantly on Skype and singing Happy Birthdays in the earshot of bemused colleagues for the past few days including today for a few people.

One time its two songs for two people in one session and I'm starting to feel like a birthday song vending machine.

But you know what, the smiles I hear at the other end of the line is worth all that silly singing.

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The weather here in Shanghai nowadays is similar to what cookie dough feel in a hot oven. Its hot, extremely hot. So hot, this ice princess actually perspires and I have droplets of perspiration forming on my brows on a mere 7 mins walk to the office from my apartment.

Thank god for air-conditioning and big love to the guy who invented it!

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Happy Birthday Wan Ru. Hope you have a really good one today.

Oh and Jolyn, in the reminder of that, my office address here is

No.2789 West Yan An Lu 200336.
上海市延安西路2789号(虹许路口)3楼200336.

Ahem. Heh.

Can Fedex really send anything and send it by 10.30am the next day?

2007-07-23T22:59:00.000+08:00

I wish I can pack everyone, my mum, my sis,my brother, my friends, everyone near(or rather far) and dear to me in a giagantic fedex box and sent to me by 10.30am tmr.

I can just picture it now, the fedex man knocking on my door and use a crane to set this big fedex box on grass field right outside. The box is tie up in this big beautiful red bow. The box is open and all of my dears come rolling out on the grass with untidy hair, all wearing overalls with big crazy grins on their faces.

Hehe.

p.s. I can't seem to leave a msg on my own chatterbox.. so.. to Dearest WK, on your latest comment, let it be known that when I come back, don't think the only scandals that I will share is mine only.... hehe....

Oh yes I'm Back!

2007-07-17T22:21:00.000+08:00

Yes. I'm not dead.

Welcome back to me too!

Here's the bad. In short, something cock up in the china server leaving me unable to go a lot of singapore websites including my own blog.

But, luckily, one genius friend introdue me to www.peekatwork.com. ("Peek at Work".. nice name right?)

Peek at Work
Surf all your favourite websites at work

"Peek At Work is a fast, secure & reliable proxy website that enables you to bypass firewall blocks and web filtering software. Our firewall bypassing tool retrieves the webpage you choose, processes it through our anonymous proxy server and sends it back to you."

So next time you guys want to surf for some highly intellectual information and graphics like "100 styles for hair" (for Darren), or "100 ways other than Karma Sutra" (for Blackie and Jolyn),"100 ways to be an exhibitionist creatively!" (The Brachaels)... ok I think you get my drift.

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I read all you guys blog just now and believe me its a delight to be able to read them again.

Xia Yan and Brandon: I'm sorry I'm not there for your birthdays.Damm! But anyway, Happy Birthday once again. :)

Love you Brandon - You have sweet mushy love now. May your love remains and remains and remains...

Love you Xia Yan - Darling, something that I love about you is you are not afraid of voicing out the insecurities that all people have but never dare to admit for fear of losing their pride. I couldn't. But you always can admit your true feelings. Its good.

(But sweetheart, don't overindulge in it ok? Heh.)

Mariam: I went through the photos you had on your friendster. Good to see you are as vain as ever..hehe How many guys are you seeing now?????

Darren: I kind of like the "toolonghair" look. Its.. different. On the photos with the mini pictures it looks kind of cool. Honestly.

Wanru: That's good for telling those assholes off in the train. Good for you girl!

Aliah: Your hair is so LONG now! You look really pretty!!! I will date you if I'm a guy.

Helaine: Pumpkin, I did call you when you are hospitalised. Called you thrice on Skypee but you did not pick up lah. So let's not break up. I miss you and your fantastic boobies sweetiepie.

Wee Keong: I love your little black butt. So pert.

(Jolyn are you sulking now? haha!)

I love your cute little red lips.So red, so cute.. but so dry sometimes. But really Keong, you are always one of the special friends who I really love hanging out with. You are such a cute little black dude.. special with a big heart and I love your mind.

Jolyn: Ahh, I read all the special mentions in your blog. You must be missing me really much ehh girl? You mentioned me so much! :)))

Thanks... I like it. :)

And I miss you dearly too.

...........and where is my dedicated post you procastinator?????!!!!!!!!!

I just finish a bag of potato chips, my roomate went back to her hometown for two weeks so the whole house is mine. Luckily I got my DVDs as mates here.

Anytime you guys miss me, just text me and I'll call you back that day. I'll use skype and if your incoming calls are free, there'll be no extra charges don't worry. :)

Love to all. :)

Sammi

about ME and a bean

2007-05-30T20:32:00.000+08:00

Sigh...

How shall I start?

Once upon a time.... no scrap that.. I'm definitely that old.

Once, I met a tiny bean in a tiny school.Tiny bean was loud and noisy and ME was cool and sophisicated.

(Well, its my blog so I can jolly well write whatever I like. smirk)

Like most beginnings, we met, chat and became to know each other more.

My first memories are of her dragging me away from the library when I was heart sent on studying and becoming a top scholar. Soon,influenced by that little bean, I became negligent and spent a lot of my time talking with her at the (now non existant in Singapore) A&W near school.

We will talk aout all kinds of subject, nothing is too boring or too taboo. Sure we almost always have differing views, but I guess this is one of the major factors why the conversations went on till now. Instead of cutting each other down, we will analyze and think upon each other views, acknowledge those that are good and debate more about still differing views.

Thinking back, we are definitely not unlike those uncles you see sitting in the coffeeshops at the void deck jabbering to each other the whole afternoon while sipping on their kopi-o , teh or their preferred choice of poison.

We had our common traits.. selfish.. self loving.. wanting people to adore and pamper us. That is why we could not pander to each other. We were too alike in our selfish little ways!

We had tiffs and one BIG fight.

But. We made up.

........plus, the little bean bought a "I'm sorry" book. *smirk* so I being the cool, sophisicated, gracious, all forgiving perfect being that I am accepted the gift graciously.

(but seriously, its not really all her fault.)

You know how beans work right? First they are this little innocent bean lying there, then, they start to get hungry,sprouting begins and they start to take root.

This little bean has taken root in me taken space slowly and surely. Pulling her out will be quite impossible now.

Sigh.......

But this is one heartless little bean.

Bought her SPECIAL gifts (as she had requested) and up till now, she had not kept up to her bargain of doing that SPECIAL thing for me as well.

That little BB. ( *Beep* Bean )

Since that little bean has lost all our photos, I will be again be gracious and kind and all forgiving as aways again:

bean: Here are some photos we took together. I do appreciate having you as one of my best friends (yea I've admitted it no matter how much bad influence she was) and well, although there are the disputes, no matter what we always came through for each other eventually. This does spells something I guess.

That little vainpot

Likewise.. another vainpot

Thailand

I think we took a surprising whole lot of photos that day.

Take care my love. Be happy always. :)

On a lighter note..because I'm highly tempted to delete the last post. It does hurt.

2007-05-29T01:23:00.001+08:00

Right.

On a lighter note.

You know how you can differentiate a good chef by the way they always love their own cooking as well as they (usually) ... ok am definitely not on the bony side?

Well, I'm a fantastic cook as it turns out. I stew soup in this huge slow cooker yesterday. By today, I had slurp it all.

Had three bowls of my fantastic soup just now.

I'm a really fantastic cook.

Lovely.

Goodbye my dear..

2007-05-29T00:59:00.000+08:00

You ask me before, why in all our 2 years together, I never wrote about you, never published a photo, never even mentioned you here.

Well, its because, I had kept my every weekend for you, every holiday, every night on the phone, for you.

I never mentioned you because blogs are commentable and I do not want our relationship to be commented.

I write this very unwillingly too because I feel I hate exposing us on this blog.

In the past two years that we have been together, I really felt loved and was in love as well.

Although we are only friends now but still, I still treasure you very much in my life no matter what you may think.

Goodbye my dear...

I loved you.

Oh crap.. I don't know how should I title this.

2007-05-26T23:06:00.000+08:00

Shanghai is a girls's paradise, the endless rows of shopping malls, 小店 xiao3 dian4（little boutiques) better yet for a food lover, connoisesur for all fine delicious food.

So therefore, it is very fortunate indeed that I am a great lover of both.

When I first came here the first two places I become acquainted is Huai Hai Lu (Road) and Xin Tian Di (New Sky Earth??!!) The former is like a paradise for shopping and the latter is big compound for wining, dining, relaxing as well for hunks watching (another lovely habit of mine).

Was around that area a few days back with a colleague on a work related issue and we had dinner at this "quaint" place selling 麻辣烫 suan1 la4 tan1（sour spicy soup) *do note its very different from Tom Yam.

Its basically like Singapore's Yong Tao Fu where you go to this area to pick the ingredients you want, pay, pass it to the person to cook the stuff and wait for it to be served to you.

Here's the end result. Not very exciting but to make up for it, let me tell you I pick so much ingredients that nights that they have to serve it to me in two bowls.

Oh and those two pancake things are 煎饼 jian1 bing3. Bought one with this veg call 酒菜 jiu3 cai4 (beer veg.. :P) and another egg one. Those are very goooooooooooood.

Best one is this:

One of the most popular stuff roadside stalls like to sell is grilling stuff on skewers. In the photo closest to you is chicken heart skewer and next to it is chicken skewer. My all time favourites are the lamb and octopus skewers... they are simply to di.. not die.. but just simply oh so gooooooooood.

So good that I had a feast on those on friday and end up with a bad sore throat.

We went to the second floor to eat. Here, its a classy place, so classy they treat every patron like royalty, that is why they have a permanant red carpet on the steps. But... climbing up and looking back, I really have a sense of gratefulness of how far I have gone and suddenly treasure life more.

Climbing on its little and winding steps really does make me appreciate the fact that I have not misstep and end my life with a broken neck. Here, another classic example of how morals and true life meaning are taught. I salute the owner by his good intentions. I'm sure many like me have been enlightened.

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One thing that struck me about the shops here is that some shops really know how to decorate.

From retro tiles to flowers, some shops are a "display of art themselves" There is is shop which only sell black or white clothes on the first floor and coloured clothes on the second.

I love some of the buildings. Check out the cinema on Huai Hai Lu - Cathay

So vintage ehh?

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Xin Tian Di, or New Heaven and Earth (green tea anyone?) is a place where it will be busy every night with 70% expatriates patronage. As I've said, I get my eye candy here.

The lovely trinkets

Mirrors.. pretty!

Oh and let me show you something wonderful.

There was this promotion of the arts thing sponsered by Chivas..

This man was drawing a huge canvas on the floor using crayons.. like around 8 by 8 m. its beautiful and best part is, when you look through this thing which I can only say its like a standing magnifier but filled with water .. the whole thing becomes 3D.

I tried to take a photo through it for you guys to see.. hopefully you can make it out. If not.. well I tried. :p

Description of the piece

The owner of the large shoes

To end off, please visit this site. http://www.thepantswhisperer.com/ . Highly interestly and free clothes for the boys to download and wear.

Do it now.

We had sexytime at Hai Ning

2007-05-23T00:07:00.000+08:00

Well, I'm sure you have seen the pictures at Helaine's blog.

Now I'm sure you would not want another duplicate of what happened at Haining... so...

Now, being the totally incorrigible person that I am, I am going to reveal...behind the scene.. what actually happen that night Helaine and I slept together alone for the very first time.

Aside to Helaine: My sweet, Forget those Brachael and that silly panda and soya bean.. or whatever those boring little pair of yucky lovebirds are writing. They can say all they want, but all they do is all those silly mushy words.. so what they have LOVE but WE, we will truimph them all, because we have TRUE PASSION~~~ *please hold up your fingers and say "pa-shawn" "

Guess what Helaine bought for me to wear that night.

Ta daa~~~

I could see her eyes glitter.

We go into a "pa-shawn-note" frenzy over the shoes we bought in one 4 hours. I bought 6 pairs, and darling Helaine bought 10!

"Shoes! Shoes! Darling Shoes!"

Let me sidetrack a bit, its 50rmb for a pair... ahhhhhh *happy dance*

... It was an endless hour of fun with taking photos of our models.. arranging and rearranging them endlessly.. taking and retaking counts photos of the little darlings and of each other.

Of decent moments.

And of more "pa-shawn-note" moments..

What happen after that.. we will share that precious memory only to ourselves.

In three simple words," It was unforgettable".

Take that smelly pandas.. beans.. regardless they are jolly or not.. and stuff that cause diabetes.

*evil grin*

....Oh and I bought gifts people, they are with my sweet. Hope you like them :)

I'm going to Haining to see Helaine tmr!

2007-05-18T19:40:00.000+08:00

Yea! I'm finally going to be with my people representative tmr!!! Going to Haining to meet up with Healine and her family coz she could not come down to Shanghai to meet me.

So happy! :)

Gonna take loads pictures! *do the happy dance*

I need love

2007-05-17T22:37:00.000+08:00

In pretty low spirits this two days....

Give me some encouragement dears...

A 35 mins walk home today

2007-05-14T21:54:00.000+08:00

There's this straight road from the office to home..a slow walk takes around 30 mins. Sure I've walked it before, (most of the time I'm driven home or took a cab), but I have never walked alone back before. Today was the first time.

Anyway, there's this small stretch,where they have really small convenience stores, houses and stalls. In the area where my office, it is considered very developed with a high number of expatriates living there so to pass by this small stretch when Millenium Hotel and Carrefour is just 5 mins away makes it quite surreal.

From this..

To this:

Millenium Hotel

Gubei Store - Carrefour

From stores as mini as a "mama store" in Singapore to the bright lights of Carrefour, Bang and Ofusen.. it was a contrast indeed.

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On my solitary walk, I saw two people rummaging through some trash bags that was placed jst by the main path. The old man was around 50 and the lady, mid 30s, to my horror, right in front of me while I was passing them, the old man lift a paper cup he dg up from one of the trash bag to his lips and drank off the remainder of whatever drink that it was containing...

I really wanted to just stop, scream, tear the cup off his lips and stuff some cash in his hands.

But over here, really, unlike Singapore where the worst you can actually see still wears decent clothes and are mostly well mannered buskers or beggers, here, you see old ladies carrying toddlers in the middle of the street, tapping car windows when they stop at a traffic light and beg you for money while shoving that kid in your face.

I think I gave to quite a few while I first came. But after, my colleague stopped me.

"There's too many of them Sam. Also, these people are actually quite rich you know. Do you know that a lot of them actually "rented" the little kids and toddlers so that people will be more apt to give money."

My collesgue start shooing them away.

So I stop giving, but my heart still wince everytime I walk past an old granny.. any one of them, stretching their arms out and looking at me with doleful eyes.

I will still try to give once in a while though, I'm not being generous, I don't do charities, I never go help in homes, its not about feeling beneficial.

I hope you understand how I feel though.

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After thought: This was actually written yesterday but I could not get on photoshop so post it today instead.

Read a blog entry where it says how the contrast always enable people to really tell differences and be more acutely aware the meaning each side brings to oneself.

When I start to think about what I see here, and I look around at how much I have, and what my kind of life is, yea, I've stop grouching (not entirely of course) but at least more than enough to let myself know, yes, I do like and am thankful of my life, of who I am and blessed to have what I have.

The death of Hello from Britain in Shanghai

2007-05-12T21:12:00.000+08:00

Was surfing the net for a listing of the radio stations available in Shanghai, hoping to find something good here.

Well, I came upon this english station, "Hello from Britian" that I find very interesting.

It was started by a Scottish guy called Brian Anderson in 1989 but its discontinued by the Shanghai Broadcasting Bureau for unknown reasons according to Brian.

Here's the link to the website. Have a read, especially its histroy.

http://www.hello.uk.com/

Have a lovely weekend.

A bit here and there lah

2007-05-10T23:52:00.002+08:00

Right on the 1st of May, my colleague lost her whole bag containing her handphone, wallet.. a a lot more stuff to a bold thief who just grab and walk off with her bag while we were trying on sports shoes at a mall.

It was a painful experience for her, brave girl that she is, she held her tears back.

Today, I suffer the consequences by wearing a pair of high heels not suitable for walking, accompanying her for 3 hours looking for a brand new phone.

Here's the B E A U T I F U L Culprit.

Another beautiful angle..

Oh.. how I heart my shoes....

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I got to be honest, I've pick up a bad habit here.

I've gotten the habit of using the tothpick at the table right after a meal.

Just sometimes....

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Introducing, a Curry Fastfood in Shanghai!

"Good Smell, Good Curry"

Here's how it looks like.. after a few bites..its suppose to be pork cutlet curry rice though

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I was talking on msn with Jolyn today and I was telling her how absurdly expensive accessories in Shanghai was and that variety wise was not that much to be found. I do think that with that high influx of "accessories-makers" we have in Singapore nowadays, this would be a good opportunity for some of them to come over and set up a business here . :)

Oh and Jolyn.. Cheryl's accessories are really all very beautiful...does Cheryl wants o expand her horizons overseas?

Perhaps I should have learn how to make them myself also and make them myself to sell a sideline too.. hehe...

Anyone wants to send me a LOVE package full of lovely accessories?

Ahem.. my office address is relatively easy to find online... hehe...

The degeneration to a baby

2007-05-09T21:40:00.000+08:00

"Hey Sis, I never felt worse until I got sick. Now I know how good it feels to have a family take care of you."

Guess one is never truly appreciative of the good things they have until its not there.

... like home cooked meals.

This is what I had for dinner tonight.

This is a very light dinner as I'm ill, usually me and my roomate will eat out and have 5 course dinners every night.. honest.. coz I've harp on constantly, Shanghai food is really tasty. Very oily, very salty, very tasty.

But still, mum's cooking is best of all.

I'm a mama's girl.

Look at her.. how cute.. she was acting the "cool" look.. oh and these pictures are taken last chinese new year.

My sister.. do we look alike? Nah.. haha

I did something exceeding shameful yesterday, I sms my sister telling her how sick I was and I want mum to call me and console me like I'm a little girl. Mature young ladies would have just shut up and tell mum everything is well to not let dear mummy worry.

Well, not me. I practically purr like a cat whenever mum called telling me to take care and shower her concern on me and will constantly remind her I'm her child too and she must call me frequently to do her part as a mother and express her love for me.

I'm such a brat.
I want home cooked food.
I'm so whiney.

I'm pathetic. Hah!

I took this in the bathroom. I was bored. :)

I'm sick today.. feverish..so writing finally to gain some sympathy from my friends.. angelic smile

2007-05-08T00:58:00.000+08:00

Have arrived in Shanghai since 9th March.. guess that makes around 2 months for me to write my first "From Shanghai with Love" entry..

First things first.. I really want to thank all of you who send me off that day, it was a big thing for me and I really love the little things that you guys make.

My room..

The lovely gifts in full display in my room..

My entertainment..

But really, I really love all the letters, little gifts, those handmade items, the little notes, the 2 books, all the photos, everything... it really brings me a lot of comfort to see those items in my room and it really does brings me solace whenever I start to feel a tad lonely.. thank god I bought a laptop!! :)

Xiayan,Wati,Jolyn, Ali,Mariam,Helaine,Wanru,Brandon, GQ,WK..you guys are great and I love you all for that. Sammi promise everyone will get their very own fake branded something when I come back... hurhurhur..

Summarising what I have done so far..
1. Eat
2.Shop
3.Work

Honestly if you think that Shanghai stuff is cheap due to the currancy.. think again. The food here is great ..ok and cheap, you can get a ok meal for 5rmb (currancy conversion 1SIN to 5RMB).. but the shopping.. what can I say, the clothes found here are fantastic, the endless variety.. the different clothes I get to wear due to the 4 seasons.. its simply great! BUT man, are the clothes here expensive!

One good example, one dress with no label that I think I can get (if they do seel it in Singapore) for around $50, they sell it for twice the price. I'm broke every month mainly due to my shopping trips alone... not good.

Wana see how I look like now?

Look at how chubby I've become!! heh... its bad.. but don't worry, after one full month of gorging on the delicious food here and subsequently bursting my jeans... I have maintained some self control now.. hopefully. I promise I'l try not to be a pig when I return. :)

Overall Shanghai has been good to me. They have every entertainment and leisure activities a girl needs here.

But there is this one thing that really ahem.. "puzzles" me here.. (yes there is a need to be diplomatic)

The spitting is expected I guess so if someone does it in front of you, well, you just look the other way.. but nothing prepares me for this:

"Please throw the toilet paper into the waste basket. Do not flush it down the tolet bowl. Thank you."

Imagine, going into a toilet that is cramp and the waste basket is overflowing.. its really bad.

I guess the only motivation of such a thing is to prevet blockage in the pipes? I really don't know.

Oh and I met Helaine at the airport the other day!

Funny Helaine

She just emailed me.. may be staying with me over the weekend on the 14th and 15th.. wil take loads of photos... :)

Oh yea.. congrats to the happy couples WK & JO and Brandon and Rachael.

So my leaving makes cupid works harder ehh? ;P

Take care!

Oh yes... p.s.s: I heart all of you. Xiayan, Especially you.

A new "home" starting 27th February

2007-01-31T21:54:00.000+08:00

Dear all,

I will be posted to Shanghai to work for a year from 27th February onwards.

I will miss all of you......

Have you look into a mirror recently?

2007-01-24T21:21:00.000+08:00

I've met up with a friend that u had not seen for ... I think at least 6 months recently. In my mind I always think that he will be the type that will look "forever young".. surprise surprise...I finally do not feel he looks like a boy anymore!

Furthermore, he have reached the Manly Age.. which I like to circle it as the ripe age of 27 for all men, so perhaps its time for him to lose the boyhood now too.

With that, being a narssistic, I turned the attention to myself.. have I changed??? ...aged?????

Frantically I grabbed a mirror.

Skin: Flawless
Eyebags: Undenialbly still in deep existance
Lips: Still thick and pouty
Nose: A nose surgery is still on my wish list
Figure: I'm pleased as punch that people are banning underweight models FINALLY! ..So what does that tell you?

I cut my hair recently. Short, bob style with bangs.. feeling pretty please actually because I look so much younger! Its terrible.. I want to look older when I 'm in my teens.. and now arriving at a "ahem" decent unavoidable adult age I crave looking young.. but its that things we don't have that makes us chase it more. Hah!

What a year..

2007-01-22T21:33:00.000+08:00

Its time again for the annual blog. Right now its 9.34pm, 22nd of January 2007 and I have started on one of my so call wish list... not resolutions.. because I can never bear to resolute on them.

.. to resolute makes the whole experience seem so serious and so harsh on myself. I prefer to slowly slide into my wish list and suprise myself whenever I have accomplish what I always think I will reso... oops.. what I will do when I am free from twiddling my thumbs after job and finish imagining crotching my lovely warm yellow sweater to keep warm in my old old age.

A lovely pat on the back will be suffice with a pleased smile on my face will surface once I finish this entry. I have finally after thinking it for the past one year.. change my blogskin, slap on a tagboard, figure out how to add my friends and written my whole wonderful experience of it!

This is such a lovely cause of celebration.

Have I not feel so sleepy now I think I will add some pictures in to further my triumph!

Ahh....

Never to comprimise again!

2006-04-09T18:59:00.000+08:00

Its been a long time.

During this time, I have a boyfriend, got myself a new job, enrol myself into night school.

Had fights with friends, had fights with boyfriend, had quarrels with the family.

Of coz there is the good times. The laughter, the smiles.New friends, old friends, closer friendship, drifting ones,

Many things that are left unsaid, but I prefer it that way.

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From what I see around me, a lot of things have changed, Just by reading through my own blog from the first entry till the last, a lot of things are different now. Perceptives, opinions, ideas. I look through my old photos and missed being so youthful. Not that I'm v.old now, but I can never be a teenager again. The moment has gone.

I am now a bit older, a bit wiser, though still extremely silly and not the cleverest person in the world.the list goes on, but to sum up. I am trying to be a more responsible person, to really think hard what to do with my life than keep on building castles in the sky.

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Someone berated me once of my change. I did not know how to retalitate back then beccause I was not sure of myself. In my mind I was thinking, " Am I such a boring person now? Did I let myself down?" " Have I become such a bad person?"

Right now, I am sure of my answer.

I have to say now, that I have finally beginning to come in terms with being responsible for my life.

In the past, all I cared about is fun. Nothing matters more than that. I neglected my duties and never felt it was difficult to be an adult.

Being an adult is not not just about being over 21 and able to watch RA movies legally. Its means that one have to be fully responsible for their actions. To learn how to pay their taxes. To save. To learn to budget. Pay bills. Utilities bills. Plan how on earth to afford to buy a small concrete space to call your home in the future. A family of your own in the future. Kids. Independence. Learning to be independent.Trying to be self sufficient, quakering and quivering inside and fighting down the urge to run into my mother's arms and be a kid again.Its a whole new experience.

I'm 23 now and I just realise I don't know how the hell to do all that.

All the things I thought was so easy in the past seems so difficult now. To think that I thought I was smart enough!

Sigh....

Its time to prioritize my life. Fun? nah... I hate being responsible still but I guess I will have to do that for the time being until I can get by enough again to sit on my big fat ass and laze about again.

Right now, I have my life to run. Time to weed this disorganised garden.

Selfish? Self absorbed? Yes.

Am I ashamed of that? No.

If I screw up my life, I can't blame anyone but myself. And that is the ultimate fear for me.

So yes. MY problems are the biggest problems in the world because they are mine.

NO one have the right to comment and make me feel bad for days just because i have done something or have changed not to their liking.

I will never apologize for it ever again.

I wlll never allow anyone to comment how to run my life and get away making me feel uncertain about myself ever again.

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And let the countdown begin

2005-02-09T14:36:00.000+08:00

Today is the first day of Chinese New Year, thus to all my chinese friends Happy Chinese New Year. May thou receive lots and lots of ang baos. (unlike yours truely who only receive up to now,only two.. but with generous amounts inside... from my folks.)

But this is not the issue that drives me to get off my lazy butt to write an entry now. How many entries can one read about bak guas, visiting relatives and the horrendous amount of ang baos they have received for one day alone.. you smug inconsiderate jerks.

It is a matter that is close to my heart.

Valentines' Day.

It is now officially 6 days till V Day... and I'm in agony.

I did thought I have my potential dates lining up.. well the darnest thing, every year as soon as that day looms, something will always happen that will ultimately leave me alone to either to rot at home or brave the streets while been under the gloating eyes of smug couples linking hands every where casting an image of happiness and truimph while throwing me a look of disparage and utmost pity.

Senario:

Bitchy Girlfriend(who most probably have herpes from straying-boyfriend )gasps:"Oh look honey, that poor girl is walking ALONE and on Valentines' Day!"

Ugly Boyfriend (who have herpes and a whole lot of sex diseases due to having orgies comprising of both sex of ages 50 and up because the twice weekly trip to Geylang for supper is killing him financially due to being a poor jerk): "That poor girl! Oh look how lucky we are to have each other! Lets kiss and stare lovingly at each other. We should flaunt our love to each other, today is for us!"

(and they walk, joining by the hip and with the girl holding her overpriced roses and chocolates like those in a beauty pagent and the guy holding on to the girl's handbag.. smiling overindulgently everytime they pass by a singleton)

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And to my friends who wants to set me up with Mr Nice Guy, or that blur-but-absolutely-cute-guy in her office.. or the one that one of my girlfriends says she will grab for herself if she is not strangely entranced by her mildly retarded boyfriend... those guys that they claim I absolutely have to meet...

Well, I have three words for you,

Bring it on.

In fact, the more the merrier.

Just set me up as many as possible before the 14th and if I manage to find one I do like (and vice versa and thus have a happy V Day due to YOU), you are going to be in my eternal adoration.

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p.s: And even if I do end up alone again this valentines.. let it be warn that I will personally rip the guts out of anyone who tell me to "use this time to enjoy myself and celebrate being me." I can do that for the remaining 360 days.. excluding Christmas and New Years.

Good luck to you all. :)

Hello 2005..wink wink

2005-01-23T13:21:00.000+08:00

Hello Hello!

WEll, today is the 23rd and this will be my first post for the year 2005.

Guess I can strike off my resolution to stop procastinating.

Work has been busy and tiring. Plus the working hours of 3-11 is not helping my social life at all.

Will update soon. (twist fingers) ..sigh, its time for work.

A reminder for resolutions

2004-12-21T15:04:00.000+08:00

Being the indulgent egotistical person that I am, naturally I reread what I have wrote in my previous entry.

Boy was it serious sounding ay.

WEll, I was in a very serious mood baby.

New Year is coming people, time to make your resolutions and remember for those involved, our exchange of resolutions are still in play.

And for Pete's sake please don't make up something like "For next year I resolute to buy a pink dress to wear on my manly body so I can feel how does pretty feels like." (that's for you Darren)

..Oh and also please include an entry of the most significant event that has happened to you in the year 2004.

And let me remind again, gushing," Oh once again knowing Samantha has and always will be the highlight of my life.".. is not acceptable.

Of course if nothing really sensational has happened to you all year and you really want to make people go ooh and ahh over your gripping life, you can always make something up like that time when you got really lusty and rape a guy in the guy's toilet (a suggestion Aliah), or how you posed naked for a budding artist whom you met in Europe and have a romantic fling with (Helaine, take note).

As for me a storyboard has already formulated in my mind as I write this, I will save the story till that day but for those that wants some sneak preview, it involves a lot of hunky good looking guys wild in love with yours truly and me being indifferent. (yet discreetly having secret liasions with all of them). It will be a story full of love, lust, a whole lot of hunks and just ONE lucky girl at the centre of it all.

And Xia Yan, as much as you want to gush about your real life love story with Bryan, don't. Not only it will make my delusional story seem weak, and the rest of us feeling utterly lonesome and miserable. It will also eventually fill us up with rage and frustration to have to make up stories and thus will end up with me chopping you up, marinate you lovingly with brandy, flour, pepper, salt, a dash of tumeric and cook your tender carcass for supper.

(Note to Xia Yan: Say something tragic instead. Lie and exaggerate as much as you can.)

That will be all my lovelies.

A New lease of life and love

2004-12-21T13:48:00.000+08:00

I've met a person last night who ended a 7 year relationship.

She's french and 31 this year so that makes her 25 when she first started the relationship. Imagine her distraught when it was over...but this is not the point of it all. Her mentality for relationships is what that impressed upon me the most.

Cherish the moment and let go when its time to.

Indulge yourself in everything or anyone who have come your way and live in that, even if it is just one month, one day, one night. Its only with unrestricted abandonment that one can truly live and feel. Feel all that was given. When its over, move on and appreciate the things that happened and that you've experienced with the other person.

Even though the person may not be giving all that you want, that does not mean they have not given all they could have given. That is just basically all they could have give you and appreciate that.

I protested, "But to indulge without attachment and to free yourself easily from it is something that come with experience and trials is it not? Not everyone can do that."

My query was met with dead air and Fadly,my boss said simply, "Sam, we've all reached that stage already."

..meaning all the people present at that table, well, except me which was not surprising seeing that the youngest person sitting there with us other than yours truly is already 28.

I do agree with the theory actually. By letting go of possessiveness and jealously just means avoiding bringing unneccessary troubles to oneself. The stronger you try to grasp on to something the more expectations and frustration one would feel. If its meant to work out, it will without one having to hold on so badly. One should concentrate on the happiness that one experience then dwell in doubts and sadness and ruining a lovely memory with cautiousness.

I still am not able to do that, but I would like to eventually.

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Work. :)

Yesterday was the first day, and I was placed being the hostess. Well, to sum it all up, all I did was to take care of the reservations, lead the guests to their tables and talk to them, but will be a server once I got my uniform coz they hired a full time hostess thus my hostess services are not needed anymore. It was alright.

That was not the highlight though. Highlight of it all is to be able to talk to the different people from different countries.. plus also discovering my desire of wanting more as I speak to them. Throughout the months, a change has come over me, I need to move up, to be serious, to work hard and to succeed. Looking at the people coming to wine and dine, a sense of disagreement grips me.

I want the job, the life, independence, the pride with myself. I need to succeed.

Discontentment with what I have is the source to all this feelings I have.

I need to work hard.

New job,hatred men and christmas

2004-12-15T10:51:00.000+08:00

I was so stressed and frustrated ever since the "carefree" days started as not being able to find a decent job that I like (9-5pm plus interesting) thus I was not surprised that I finally cracked (the boredom boredom boredom!)and went back to my first love: the F&B industry.

I'm starting work at Indochine (Boat Quay) Monday!

Am fairly excited actually.. actually I always feel pretty excited whenever embarking on something new.Fabian is working there too, actually he is the one who introduced me to the job so its gonna be great!

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You know what's more infuriating than single yet not available men?

Taken yet pretends to be available men.

Senario: Good friend I had mild crush on always (because he is hot hot hot) was FINALLY flirting with me on msn last night and I was delighted but refrain myself from flirting back because he is married.

Not that he is married when I got to know him but he was married last June and although I was a tinsy weensy disappointed but well, still friends.

But why why why he wants to flirt with me only when he is married?!!!

I hate taken but pretends to be available men.

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Christmas. Another bittersweet holiday. Don't misunderstand, I always love Christmas.Christmas has never failed to bring this glow in my heart that I always felt whenever I read fairy tales when I was young. The certain element of magic I always feel in the air and tingles down my spine and I start to see everything through rose tinted glasses and hear romantic music wherever I go. The air itself feels wonderful and December is the only month in the year where I feel heady and intoxicated and feel my life is like in a lovely dreamlike stage where I am dancing everyday.But being single always for christmas does not exactly make it as joyful as it should and can be. Its like haivng this perfect romantic setting and feeling yet not having the other lead actor to play it with.

Dark chocolate.

Thus: This Christmas I'm going to spend it working again and relish on this dance and the feeling till reality comes again.

Doggy madness

2004-12-14T13:46:00.000+08:00

Its been two days since I bought the beagle home and I am exhausted. Miss Snuffles have energy 10 times of 10 energizer bunny and the poop...arrghh.

This is Miss Snuffles:

Summary of number of times it pooped and peed:
Sunday: pooped :1 peed:1
Monday: pooped :3 peed :5
Tuesday (up to current time) : pooped 1 peed 2

Number of times I cleaned up the mess: pooped :4 peed: 7
(Dad helped cleaned up pooped on the morning and Mum, the pee just now so I managed to take a break.)

I had envisionised going for morning jogs at the nearby park with it trottering by my side but alas it is not to be. Beagles have a mind of their own and likes to sniff and once they catch a scent that they like they will pursue it ignoring frantic screams of "come back!!! come back!!"thus not advisable to unleash it anywhere in an unconfined area. Also, by past experience of walking her.. oops I mean of her walking me...I had to literally drag her to get her to walk the route that I want.. my hand are now so rough from gripping and yanking the rope of Miss Snuffles's leash.

...But all and all, other than the pooping, peeing and barking, she's adorable. A real social butterfly in fact. Everyone is a friend, no one is to be held in contempt and too easily "dognapped" if it is actually because it just follows anyone holding its leash.

Did I mentioned that it loves flirting with cute guys as well? Utterly shameless. Hahaha...

..The past two days has past by in a whirlwind of nasty clean ups and endless obligatory walks till the extend that I have simply no time for myself! ..feeling brain dead actually, which hopefully explains the sterile, needs anal probing to induce any form of excitment writing.

Needs.... to go ..out..*desperation starts settling in at disturbingly fast pace*

*hears pitter patter of tiny feet on corridor outside*

"No... no.. noooooooooo!!!!"

Holds head in hand and starts dashing head against wall.

I will so reconsider the idea of having children in the future.

In Short, the trip to Desaru was Fantastic

2004-12-12T13:48:00.000+08:00

Hiya folks!!!

I'm BACK!!!!

To sum it all up, it has been a delightful week that has passed by too fast where the main activies are Tanning, Eating and Mahjong.

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Monday:
10am: Brrrrrr... I am so cold! Arrgghh... urrghh.. my gawd..throat urts.....arrgghh...rain... why??? ..want to tan....

2pm: Fuck.. food is awful what the fuck is this? Thought tea tarik will be fantastic in Malaysia.. even worse than that diluted drain water like tea I drank at this forgettable chinese kopitiam which by now think will be long closed down already. Oh gawd.. still drizzling and there's nothing to do.. even the water sports section is closed down due to monsoon season..What are we doing after lunch? Relax? Relax? How? Here? What can we do to relax? Just sit? Like this? And..?!?!!

Beach looks good though..cute guy on beach (surfer) informs me the drizzling weather has been thus for past 2 days... *sigh*

3pm: Alrighty..thank God Fabian bought his card mahjong.
Mahjong! Mahjong! Mahjong!

6.30pm: Took hotel transport to nearby town for dinner...why are almost all the shops closed? Fuck this is boring... I'm not used to this kind of relaxation! Relaxation is sitting at starbucks staring at cuties! Relaxation is reading a book at night! Relaxation is going shopping with plenty of blue notes in my wallet!

Relaxation is NOT walking around at snail pace with simply nothing to do!!!! AHHHH!!!

I hate it here.

7pm: I LOVE it here!!!
Omigod the food here is sooooo GOOOOOOOOOD..... ahhhhhh... the chicken meatloaf.. the chap chai..the nasi goreng ikan billis... yes yes yes !!Ahhhhhh......

Tuesday:
9am: Breakfast buffet: passable because feeling hungry..otherwise by my usual standard, a.w.f.u.l...the sun's out!!!! Yippe!!!! where's my new orange bikini?

5.30pm: Yeah! I see the beginning of a wonderful tan.Goal: get tanned by end of trip.

7pm: Back in small town.. omigod the seafood at Jun's (this small seafood kopitiam) is simply MARVELLICIOUS. The fish is so fresh! which is duH.. because its newly "caught" from its fish tank and killed and cooked. Humaize refused to sit facing the fish tank because he will feel uncomfortable and can't eat. Delusional. Butter prawns are good but too bad not v.fresh. Can tell that they are fried in planta. Will ask mum to do that as well. Hee...
Bought lots of milk and snacks back to hotel.

9pm: Time to open one of the bottles the guys bought here. 2 red and 1 champagne. Hmm.. red first.

Wednesday:
9.40am: Breakfast: Yuck... but what the hell.. its free. *shrugs* Alrighty! Time for tanning session again!

3pm: (in bathroom staring at naked self in preparation to bathe)........shit..skin is turning red.. but nevermind as long as I have my tan, no pain no gain! *furiously slathers mosturiser to prevent peeling*

8pm: Monopoly!!! Where's my Toto! Call me Dorothy! Let's build a house~~~ Let's build a dream~~~ Let's make a wish toGether~~~~

Thursday:
9.3oam: Fabian and Maize are still sleeping and refused to wake up for breakfast. Pigs. Nevermind, will go ALONE. Maybe can spy cute guy eating breakfast and me being ALONE eating will induced HIM to be the gallent gentleman and accompany me for breakfast. Afterwards will go walk on the beach.. go horseback riding.. and share a passionate spine tingling toe curling kiss in the view of the sunset. Ahhh...

10am: No cute guys anywhere in sight.Hmph.

10.30am: Tanning! Fabian and Maize still in bed. Pigs..

4.20pm: Fabian suggest walking to the town for dinner, receptionist says it will take around half and hour to walk there. Fine.

4.30pm: Ooohhh.. monkeys!

4.50pm: Why are we nowhere near the town??? Omigod.. the sun is so hot... my skin is burning... ahhhh....

5.20pm: What half an hour?!!?!?!! It took freaking 1 hour ok! 1 freaking hour!!! I didn't wear socks with my sports shoes.. ahhh.. feet is starting to give me problems. Adidas is not a v.good brand for tough walking.

6.30pm: sooo fulllll...yet another satisfying meal. The walk back seems sooo forboding for my feet.

7.20pm: Shit.. feet is painful. Limping my way back for the rest 10mins walk.

7.30pm: Jump into the pool right away since have my swim gear on.. ahh.. the cool water feels good on my buring skin and sore feet.

9pm: Beer beer beer!!! Ahhh... nothing like an ice cold beer at night.

12am: Tv and oh that look good what is th..Zzzzzzz...

Friday:
9.45am:Breakfast: Alone again.

10.30am: Tanning!

12am: (stares at naked self at bathroom) looking red...ouch this is really sore...

12.30am: walks down beach with Measure to Measure and bottle of water in hand

2pm: Walk back to room and got stop by Din on beach, (guy who is in charge of water sports section with really really nice body). Din offered to teach me surfing but I do not know how to swim so nah.

2.30pm: Fabian and Maize are finally AWAKE. Went to tan again. Must not waste the sunlight! Althought front is red like lobster but back still needs work.

4pm: I feel cold. Needs to stop. Hmm.. back looks fairly darker already! Yippe!

6.30pm: Time to head to town for dinner again! First, to the place next to Jun's for their fantastic chicken meatloaf and egg.. something which is noth marvellicious. Then to Jun's for their amazing fish, sweet and sour and steamed. Fabian and Maize does not really cared for steamed fish and prefer the fried one so I get to eat most the the former. Yum!

8.30am: Back to hotel and straight to their seafood restaurant for crabs! Pepper and butter ones! The butter ones are disappointing.. but pepper ones are great.
I feel soooooooo fulllllllll....Burrrrrp

9pm: Beer and pool! A fantastic combi! I kick Fabian's ass in pool and won most of the time in the finger guessing game. Take that! Hah!

12am: Went down to beach coz some people are playing with fireworks! Lovely! Talk to Din.

1am: Mahjong~~~!!!

3am: Pong...chi... ahhh.. tired... sleep lah

Saturday:
10am: Breakfast with Maize, Fabian the pig is sleeping. Hmm.. should I go tanning one last time?

10.30am: Nah, will pack and furthermore skin is already quite delicate to touch. Will not torture skin further.

1am: Check out! Stayed at hotel lounge to eat lunch while waiting for 2pm transport to get onto 3.30pm ferry ride.

4pm: Back in Singapore!

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Sunday:
Fuck! I've gained 2kg!!

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Am going to go get my new dog, a beagle later at 3pm. Haven't thought of any names for it yet so any suggestions? Its a bitch (meaning female) by the way. One good one is by Joann who suggested naming her Britney Spears so when I holler for her I can go.. " Britney! Britney Spears!!! Where are you? Come here you Bitch!!" ..aptly without it being a real insult which I feel is a pretty funny name as well.

Too much fun is making me sick

2004-12-07T01:46:00.000+08:00

I'm going to Desaru with my fabulous best friends Fabian and Humiaze later on in the morning.

And I'm sick which is bad because no way I want to spend my holiday nursing myself back to health in a hotel room!

Think its my own fault and not some virus that was passed to me through kissing.. and if it is there can only be one person that can be blame for that. Mr Nicely Detached. (Yes, I've seen the light and will only stick to nicknames to avoid further uneccessary trouble)

Ever since the exams are over, my life consist of a whirlpool of endless fun and activities, went clubbing on friday and sunday (at gay clubs mind you so I was v.decent except for the slutty dancing which obviously is redundant as definitely will not get me any but still indulge in slutty dancing because feeling slutty although am not.)

Sigh.. nose is stuffed with tissue to stop flow of water pouring out of nostrils.. hope I'll be fine by tomorrow .. and my luggage is not packed yet...but am feeling weak.. arrrgghh.. why why why???

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I am so sick of emotionally detached men.

Mr Nicely Detached is doing a fine job of that. Why do I always have to fall in love with the men that definitely are BAD for me? Why why why???
Its not like I do not have other better choices (meaning stable) could it be that I am purposely sabotaging myself from having a wholesome relationship by falling in love with men that can't be there? Am I sick? Could this be some form of self defensive mechanism due to not wanting to be trapped into a wrong relationship thus unhappy marriage like my folks?

..shucks I don't know. I want to love and to be loved. There I admit it. The right man may be a little lost in the woods searching for me and I am also lost in these line of men that are wrong for me. But hell, I believe we'll find each other. :)))

Thoughts getting incoherent. Needs rest.. arrghhh.. need to pack... damm I'll pack tomorrow morning instead. Bye~

Ok I admit it Taufik Batisah is simply great

2004-12-02T11:47:00.000+08:00

Yesterday night I was watching the finals of Singapore Idol and I was blown away by Taufik Batisah's singing.. especially when he sang "Me and Mrs Jones" which is one song that I simply adore.

Me and Mrs Jones - Marvin Gaye

Me and Mrs. Jones ..
we've got a thing going on.
We both know that it's wrong,
but it's much too strong
to let it go now.

We meet everyday, at the same café
6:30 I know - I know she'll be there.
Holding hands - making all kinds of plans
while the jukebox play our favorite song.

Me and Mrs. Mrs. Jones – Mrs. Jones – Mrs. Jones – Mrs. Jones
we've got a thing going on.
We both know that it's wrong,
but it's much too strong
to let it go now.

We've gotta be extra careful
That we don't build our hopes up too high.
'Cause she's got her own obligations
and so – and so do I...

Me and Mrs. Mrs. Jones – Mrs. Jones – Mrs. Jones – Mrs. Jones
we've got a thing going on.
We both know that it's wrong,
but it's much too strong
to let it go now.

Well it's time for us to be leaving
It hurts so much - it hurts so much inside
Now she'll go her way
And I'll go mine.

Tomorrow we'll meet the same place – the same time.
Me and Mrs. Mrs. Jones – Mrs. Jones – Mrs. Jones – Mrs. Jones
we've got a thing going on.
We've gotta be extra careful.
We can't afford to build our hopes up too high.

I wanna meet,
and talk with you,
at the same place,
the same café,
the same time
And we're gonna hold hands like we used to
We're gonna talk it over, talk it over
We know, they know, and you know and I know that it was wrong
But I'll make it strong...
We've gotta let 'em know now
We've got a thing going on...
...thing going on...

I always love the version by Billy Paul best of all with no exception but wow.. Taufik's rendition of it is simply blows me away.

Plus its always very very dangerous to try to pull off a classic, but not only did he pull it off beautifully, he injected his own style and personality to the song that makes him singing it in his rendition of it instead of imitating some singer.

I have to admit that I do not like him at all in the initial stages. The impression that he struck me is that he simply is weak in his singing, no personality and very very vain. After watching him getting in to the next round and Jessea being booted out, I just stop watching the show altogether. Any friend saying that they are rooting for Taufik would receive a glare and a retort: "How the hell can you call that a TALENT?"

But last week I watched the final 3.. and boy was I impressed. I was always an Olinda supporter and even Sly supporter.. but Taufik has simply impress me too much by his tremendous improvement in his singing and style.

Someone has done his homework and work darn hard on it.

Now there is nothing nothing but praises and respect for me about Taufik.

Needless to say I was estatic that he won last night!

Congrats Taufik. You deserve it.

As for me, I'm just darn happy that our first Singapore Idol is someone we definitly are damm proud about.

Chick flicks: The best way of comfort and delusion.

2004-12-01T13:10:00.000+08:00

Bridget Jones' Diary. The Ultimate chick flick. How can it be anything else? Pudgy average 30ish woman courted by dashing smouldering Colin Firth while having highly exciting liasion with sexy sexy Hugh Grant. Colin LOVES her and willing to marry her even though she's ditzy, have lack of general knowledge except for trivialities and walk with a waddle.

Well.

I am a ditz too, I have nothing much store up in this brain of mine except trivialities as well.I do not have much general knowledge and I can try to walk with a waddle.

Any human rights lawyer or someone who thinks himself like Colin Firth interested in falling in love and be caught in a whirlwind romance with a nice girl like me?

Throughout the whole movie I was oohing and ahhing at all the appropriate moments and gripping Aliah's arm whenever a scene was played that will make me go awwwww.

Aliah was busy slapping my hand away.

But nevertheless, although I was a disruptive force preventing her from enjoying the movie 120%, we both walked out of the theatre with starry eyes............ awwwwww...

*sulk* I want my Colin Firth too.

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We went to Borders at Wheelock place before the movie to read and while browsing through the Psychology section, I discovered that there was so many books on understanding men but extrememly little on understanding women.

Of course the titles are just meant to grab attention and not really blamming men. BUT really, are we sometimes too obsessive over understanding men?

I think the ratio of books understanding men versus women explains that.

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Ok I'm rewinding back here now. EVEN BEFORE we go to Borders, of course there is the must have lunch at this kebab place at Cineleisure that Aliah introduced me.

That's Ali

That's me

And that's the food gobbled up halfway through.

Was supposed to meet up with Helaine the Ah lian after meeting the movie with Aliah but she was having FUN of her own... sister is going to play lan gaming (again) so met her and Emil and Gillion (her friends) for dinner at this coffee shop near somerset behind the power house. The food was apparently highly recommended by them but didn't try as too depressed at being bloody single.. the after effects of watching Briget Jones' Diary.

Sigh sigh sigh.

Next, went for a drink with Miki and her boyfriend Kelvin. Went to this place call Ice Cold Beer behind Alley Bar at Somerset. Pretty nice place.. beer are cheap. Conversation is good as we haven't seen each other for half a year.

Miki:

Kelvin:

..and guess who?

Its Jack Jack!

and this is piggy (slightly weird looking one though)

they met..

Jack Jack got her/him/it (gender unknown) on her/his/its back..

and shag.

Jack Jack vibrates as well when you turn the knob behind him.

Vibrating Jack Jack is available at McDonalds right now.

... Shucks I'm bored to death. Anyone wants to date me out? Please? Pretty please? Pretty pretty please?

Food fest again..!

2004-11-29T13:20:00.000+08:00

I didn't go cycling yesterday coz it was raining so my butt is spared from the agony.. instead I went for a movie called School of Seduction with my sister.

We had dinner at Bugis, afterwhich she went for lan gaming with her friends while I met up with Fabian, Humaize and Jiahao at Arab street for seesha ..and some more grub.

In case you are wondering what my sis looks like, here she is.

I want to take some pictures at the seesha place we went coz its pretty nice but my camera phone's resolution is too lousy to take a decent pic plus the lighting is too dim for my phone to capture much clearly. Arrgghh.. I want a digital camera.

After staying for a few hours, Fabian wants to drink red wine so we went to Somerset coz I proposed going to Round Midnight since it closes at 6am. Here's the funny thing, Fabian parked at the carpark of Centrepoint and we walked up the staircase to a backalley on the groundfloor. I have no idea where we are but could hear some groovey music so assumed we are at the back enterance of some bar but am totally clueless which one. We had to walk through this narrow strip made even narrower by this line of big dustins at the side and entered this enclosed area where there is this funny door which I can hear the music was emitting from inside. I opened the door and stepped inside... directly into Ally Bar.

We had entered through the door where the staff goes out to throw the trash and it opens up in the direct view of everyone so it was pretty amusing for everyone especially the staff. We trooped out of the place feeling pretty silly but pretty entertained.

Now I think I want to enter pubs only through their back doors instead. Self entertainment is the key to such misunderstood desires.

Round Midnight was pretty deserted but I suppose it is due to it being a Sunday night so *shrugs*. Everywhere else was closing up because it ws already 1.30 in the morning. Fabian was wearing slippers so we couldn't got to clubs as well thus in the end we went to Newton to eat.

Introducing: Cockles

Satay:

"Zu Zu"

and sambal fish

After half an hour of demolition and abuse to their physical self...

the deserted gravy of the doomed shells..

the lonely and orphaned onions and cucumbers

the grisly carcass of the fish..

as for the cockles.. their dismembered bodies and carelessly strewed only leaves one to imagine the ordeal they had gone through

And the enemies of such helpless defenseless peace-loving creatures :

Fabian:

Jiahao:

Humaize:

View the hand merciless hand plucking the innocent creatures from their bright young futures.

Being a helpless bystander I can only silently wept at the abuse of such deliciou.. delicate marine life and swallow my sadness at the mangled bodies of the skewered yet yummilicious poultry of either a cow, chicken or a little white lamb.

Thus, the least I can do now is this:
I give you, a picture of thier former glorious selves.
Let us remember them them that way.

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The result of such a fun "filled" night, a tummyache this morning and still going on now.

Sigh.. have been looking forward to Sentosa for Mariam's birthday today... the weather is perfect and I want my tan....plus she bought lots of FOOD. *sulk*

I think I will go take a couple of painkillers and try to make it.

Gosh, has it really been that long? Affairs of the sore posterior

2004-11-27T15:08:00.000+08:00

I can't believe its been so LONG since I've last updated.

Just a quick recap what has happened since the last time I've blogged:

1. I've lost 4kg
2. I've dyed my hair
3. My freaking exams are finally freaking over

Although yes I should be estatic that I'm finally free from the boring mundane regime of school life but strangely not as well.

The last paper was a few days ago, Wednesday, in fact. By Thursday, I'm already moaning and all out of sorts due to having ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO.

Why? Why? Why? Isn't it great that you have nothing to do?!!! Hell you can now do anything you wish to and can loaf around as long as you like!

But it is a great belief of mine that there is absolutely no pleasure in having nothing to do. Pleasure is only derived from having something to do and not doing it.

Going to go cycling with sister now.Will continue when i return.

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*2hrs later

Well, I'm back. My butt feels soooooo sore now. This is the result of having too much rich food and pampering my fat bottom with too many cushioned seats. Cycled to Pasir Ris beach, watch people fly kites, lay back on the grass and stare at the sky and the poofy clouds and let happy Mr Sun warm me up.

My sis has just persuaded me to cycle to East Coast Beach tomorrow, I shudder to think of the ordeal that my butt will go through. I can still remember the last time I did, the journey home is lengthened by numerous stops to comfort it as the discomfort is getting more discomforting... but agreed grudgingly due to her commenting that when I stood up to cycle, my bum wobbled. This immediately bring to mind the image of my butt as jiggly as a bowl of jello. Naturally fear and horror of turning into one great lump of jello no matter which colour or flavour is the main motivator for tomorrow's activity.

Itinerary for the following 3 days:

Sunday - Cycle to East Coast in the day and Arab St at night for seesha with Humaize and Fabian.

Monday - A day of frolicking at Sentosa beach for Mary Jane Lambert's birthday.
Quote:Hither, come hither, and frolic and play. --Tennyson.

Tuesday - Watching Bridget Jones' Diary with Aliah

Hopefully 3 days in the sun with the aid of super strong sun tanning oil will baste me into a nice brown colour instead of the chalky white that I am now.

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Oh and yesterday I went out with Darren and Helaine!

Darren bought me to Sim Lim to buy the wireless device that can allow me to infrared my photos from my handphone to the pc instead of mmsing to my email and paying 50 cents each time I sent one.

Hooray!!!

This is me before the money-saving God sent gadget:

This is me after the money-saving God sent gadget:

And then after that the eating spree begins.

The three of us walked from Bugis to the starhub centre at Plaza Singapura to accompany Darren to pick up something there and along the way, we make stops to eat once something delicious caught our eye. And yea, we shared all the food so we can accomodate more in our bellies along the way.

1. a plate of Char Kway Tiao and Mango dessert at Bugis (me and Darren only as Helaine is still at a ..goat farm dancing merrily on her bare legs to get in touch with nature and being a flower girl.)

Sorry for the digression but I couldn't resisit making a dig. Once she told me she's at a goat farm a vision of her in a floaty white dress sitting astride a white goat with a garland of wild flowers in her hair and a septre in her tiny hand appeared in my mind. And in that fantasy, she rode into the sunset with the whole herd of goats behind her while she brings the enslaved creatures out of captivity into a life of freedom and happiness...

Next.

2. Pesto cream pasta at Beach road
3. one delicious piece of pineapple tart (me only)
4.marble cheese cake at Secret Receipe at Plaza Singapura (highly reccommended.)
5.Dumplings and sweet and sour soup at Chinatown People's park complex. (the hawker beside OG, highly reccomended as well)
6.Tian Tan (Dessert soup) at another place in Chinatown.
7. Sweet pumpkin balls at Maxwell

All in the time range of 5 hours. It was marvellous as we can walk aroud and eat different kinds of food without the nasty feeling that we can't take in anymore.

Thus: We eat:

And eat..

And eat..

And eat.

Which is why these 3 days of exercise is going to be soooo good for me.

Will update on the scale of 1 to 10 how sore my butt is tomorrow night when I get back.

Question - 97s

2004-10-25T13:14:00.000+08:00

Question -- Old 97s

She woke from a dream
Her head was on fire
Why was he so nervous?
He took her to the park
She crossed her arms
And lowered her eyelids

Someday, somebody's gonna ask you
A question that you should say "yes" to
Once in your life
Baby, tonight I've got a question for you

She'd had no idea
And started to cry
She said "in a good way"
He took her by the hand
Walked her back home
And they took the long way

Someday, somebody's gonna ask you
The question that you should say "yes" to
Once in your life
Maybe tonight I've got a question for you

I've got a question for you...

My fernleaf cup said "New Zealand cows breathe fresh air.. Duh.

2004-10-23T11:59:00.000+08:00

Well I did say yesterday that I would make a list of all the things I want (or I hope I will) to accomplish in my bloody glamourous exciting (sic) lifetime.

Right.

1. Be the first female President in Singapore.
.. on second thoughts better not, but hey if you feel like having a radical President for a change, this is what I will PROMISE to do if I'm President.

a) make gay and lesbian marriage legal
What? Hey, I just want to be made a bridesmaid more often.. and the thought of seeing my gay best friend in a wedding dress always bring tears of laughter.. oh no joy to my eyes.

I just want to make this dream a reality why not?

Think about it, vote for me if you share my dream.

b)lower alcohol tax
ciggies are bad.. but alcohol? It just keeps one h a P p Y. Why deny the pleasure of the 7th heaven of drunkeness to the less wealthy? If they want to a night of foolishness or idiocracies and having one of the best unrigid fun night in exchange of facing the consequences of mild: an afternoon of hangover, medium: keeps banging head on wall due to recalling doing some unthinkable acts eg. smooching or even *gasp* woke up with a ugly dwarf hugging your naked body and giving birth to a dwarfish baby 9 months later, or worst: any senario that will leave you demented and mentally unstable for life.

Usually most alcoholics just fell into the mild catergory, personally, my worst drunk experience.. wait a minute, there is no worst one. All of them are all cringingly memorable in its own interesting way. Like the time when I 16 and dancing on the platform at ceased to be gay club Niche, I got so drunk that I doubled over and puked at the side of the platform, spend the next 45 minutes hugging the toilet bowl and slept outside the club with my friends around me talking and eating prata and only waking up at 6am dishevelled, bleary eyed and instead of looking like a glamour puss (that I should) .. look like a transvestite after a long night of work.

Perhaps its the stubble that gave that impression then.

Ahh, the joys of the drink. So potent, dangerous yet forgiving.

3. Travel the world
Who doesn't right? Also, I hate tour groups, they always make me feel like I'm in a sheep ..the whole group are sheeps and they are just herding us from one place to another. You never get to go where you want to go , always miss out on some destinations and always did not have enough time to look at the places you arrive to see before you are bundled into the bus to dash off to someplace else.

4. Meet (and date) Colin Firth and Hugh Grant
Its a dream, but hey, we should always try to dream big dreams right? Yeah.

Shit... spent too mch time writing crap so running late now. Will try to complete list by tomorrow then. Toodles.

What a boring life

2004-10-22T15:13:00.000+08:00

My fucking exams are in freaking 13 days time counting today as well. Everyday some boozo will ask me " So Sam, how's the preparations for exams? Doing well?" Well, what do you expect me to reply? Give a thumbs up and say "Groovy"?

Nah, my mum always tell me never to lie.And being the good obedient daughter that I am, I don't.Except in cases where it is to my best interest to, for example lying to my folks to get more money or lying to get out of an appointment that I do not want to.

Its always better to tell your friend, "Erm, hey sorry I'm too busy at the moment." while surfing the net aimlessly searching intelligent crap to read than "Hey, sorry I'm just not in the mood to put up with you, you boring unintelligent piece of human trash." .. in a nicer way of course.

Ah hah, I know what are you thinking right now, "Oh my GOd, Sam's such a MEAN BITCH!!! Shit, you mean the last time when she said that she's too busy because she was helping this grandma cross the road but because she bound her feet and am really really obese so her ant-like feet can't really support her elephant-like body is false?How can I be so fucking NAIVE?!?!? Fuck! I think I have no courage to live on decently as a normal human being anymore!".. and hurl yourself headfirst down a 20 storey building while doing a few somersaults because you want to show off that you can(you egotistical brainless loveable ass) before you smash your head into the pavement and splattering brain juices everywhere (not that they are valuable anyway) on the innocent passerbys making them feel bloody irritated because this means that they have to go home and change.

Come on, at least wait till the pavement's deserted and tie yourself up in a sack first so at least all the cleaners need to do is to drag the sack away instead of scrapping your body bits off the streets.

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Hmm.. I wonder, how would I look like if I turn butch? Since my bloody friends always ask me whether I'll turn fucking lesbian maybe I'll just cut off all my hair, buy a leather jacket, a breast binder ... hell I'll just borrow one from Veron my gd friend who is a butch (she's very pretty too btw) and find myself a girlfriend to have sex with me during Christmas.

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What will you wish for if you can get one wish ?
If I can get a wish, I'll wish that I'll turn into a handsome guy, I'll have a penis for a week, no make that a month just to get into the male psyche.

..oh yeah...and have sex with a few girls at the same time as well. Hah!

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Hmm, I think it's time that I start making a list of all the things that I want to do before I turn old and croak. Maybe I'll write that tomorrow.

Freak, its 3pm.. need to go pretend study while idly dreaming of a glorious future ahead.

Instant Pleasure - Rufus Wainwrigh

2004-10-22T15:09:00.000+08:00

Instant Pleasure
by Rufus Wainwrigh

I don't want somebody to love me
just give me sex whenever I want it
'cause all I ask for is instant pleasure
instant pleasure, instant pleasure

You in traffic for all eternity
how could that speed be where you wanna be
said don't you really want instant pleasure
instant pleasure, instant pleasure

Think that all these folks get laid
do it 'cause the pain is great
what you thinkin anyway?
If drinkin coffee is your idea of really cool
you can't expect no crazy
chick to notice you just sittin there
dreaming instant pleasure
instant pleasure, instant pleasure
instant pleasure, instant pleasure

If you want someone a friend to be
guess you'll have to win the
lottery but till then repeat after me
I don't want somebody to love me
just give me sex whenever I want it
'cause all I ask for is instant pleasure
instant pleasure, instant pleasure
instant pleasure, instant pleasure
(fading) instant pleasure, instant pleasure
i dont want somebody to love me
i dont want somebody to love me
i dont want somebody to love me
(fading to end)

Giddy up

2004-10-14T15:33:00.000+08:00

Yeah I know I told some of you that I'm shutting down this blog and create and entirely new one. (out with the old in with the new.. hell whatever) but taking another shot I guess.

Come on, I am kind of sentimental. Not easy just to press the delete this blog button... although I still will some day. HaH!

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Ok, I don't know how many of you have actually seen the movie, "Head Over Heels" starring Freddie Prinze Jr, and Monica Potter. It was showing on HBO last month. The only person I know who watched that movie before is Aliah.

Typically, yes as the title suggested it is a movie where a boy meets a girl and BAM, falls in love and at the end of the movie sees the two of them snuggling together looking content and happy while staring deeply into each others eyes.

Well, fuck Monica Potter, I want to be the one staring deeply into Freddie Prinze Jr's eyes. *sulk*

Actually the only reason why I like the movie is because of Freddie. Just look at him, how can ANYONE resist him!

I envy the girl acting as Buffy in the hit drama series "Buffy the Vampire Slayer".The only reason why I envy her is because she is married to Freddie Prinze Jr.

I think I fell in love with him while watching the movie, "She's All That".

Ok, I'm digressing, because this is not what I want to talk about, just momentary distracted by the beautiful beautiful gorgeous vision of Freddie.

Right.

Back on track, in the movie, "Head Over Heels", there is this scene where Freddie first met Monica while taking his neighbour's dog out for a walk. The dog was so horny when it met her, actually pounced on her while trying to mount her from behind. So there is this shot of the not so lovely Monica on her fours with the dog humping her behind.

Yes, although the shock factor is there, but that is absolutely the most disgusting shot I've ever seen.

.. okok I know I've seen worse, but what makes it disgusting is because I was totally unprepared for it.

Come on, it is one thing to see it on on the internet in a porn website, but hell, an nc16 movie? Most probably the director knows that the movie blows even if he have Freddie Prinze Jr so decides to throw in that scene to wake the people that are almost falling alseep.

Imagine senario:

14 year old kid: Mummy, what is that dog doing to the lady?
Mummy: Erm, nothing Honey, the dog is just playing with the pretty lady.
14 year old kid: Mummy, can I play this game with Biff (the house dog) as well?
Mummy: (shouting across to husband) Honey, get rid of the dog tomorrow will you!

Hmmph.

I'm not saying that every child with a dog who seen this will want to try it, but I think that is so done in bad taste.

Romantic comedies are suppose to supply the romance and the illusion that such spontanous and picture perfect love exist, just like fairy tales delude you by always ending with "..and they live happily ever after."

If I want to watch porn or beastility, I would download it from the net, rather than sitting there preparing to be deluded and then see a dog trying to get it on with the actress.

***

Oh, and I've just seen this video clip of the randy horse chasing this farmer from behind while trying to pull his drooping jeans down, and in the end manage to sit on him and hump him.

And my friend is going to send me this one of a guy making a fish give him a blowjob...

Yuk.. but

.. that is funny shit!

Walk On By - Aretha Franklin

2004-10-14T13:46:00.000+08:00

Walk On By
Aretha Franklin
(Bandits)

If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
Walk on by, walk on by
Make believe
That you don't see the tears
Just let me grieve
In private 'cause each time I see you
I break down and cry
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk on by

I just can't get over losing you
And so if I seem broken and blue
Walk on by, walk on by
Foolish pride
Is all that I have left
So let me hide
The tears and the sadness you gave me
When you said goodbye
Walk on by
And walk on by
And walk by (don't stop)

Walk on by, walk on by
Foolish pride
Is all that I have left
So let me hide
The tears and the sadness you gave me
When you said goodbye
Walk on by (don't stop)
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk by (don't stop)

Pissed? Me? Oh no.. I'm free as a bird.

2004-10-07T14:07:00.000+08:00

"Hate is baggage, Life's too short to be pissed off all the time." - Danny Vinyard - American History X-

That's the way love.

Dialogue between Emotion and Caution

2004-10-07T13:35:00.000+08:00

Too weary to write..I can't write...no .. consider. I feel trapped..strapped.. I want to .. freely..no .. sweetie... be careful ..stop. But I didn't .. I know.. Trivialites.. stick to that.. stick to that honey. But I don't mean to do anything bad. I am nice... I am.. its nothing right? Stop. Frustrated. Why? Its was nothing! And its was not meant for... I know.. stop. Maybe I'm just too.. I don't know.. put in what you will. I'm tired. I really am. I don't want to make effort anymore. I don't want to be nice anymore. I don't want to live on hope anymore. I just want to be me. I just want to be happy.I thought I can..this.. Tears fall, but why should they fall so? Really upset.. why can't I see humour in it as usual? Because it meant a lot to you I want to laugh it off.. but my heart is too heavy..raw.. The screen is too blurry.. oh the tears..why are they still falling? I can't laugh. I feel so hollow. I can't open myself up again. Its too painful... I can't speak. Can't do anything.. why are the tears still falling??!! I can't get emotional... but I feel so weak now. I'm splintering.... My heart is splintering. I can't believe I've sat here for 4 hours just for this.. ... .. my heart is crying out... help.. save me.. I can't take this.. I'm bursting.. its too overwhelming for me to bear.. Stop..too much.. How can I feel in such extremes .. and how can I let.. No. God I'm so useless. Forget it.. The tears... why can't they stop... Move on.. No i can't.. Detach yourself. Forget it. It doesn't matter... you have more important things to do. This is important to me.. it is. You know nothing can come out of it. You know that perfectly well. Forget it sweetie. How can I? I know... but..but.. you are right. I just got carried away. Dry them..

Dried. Ashes to ashes.. dust to dust... I will. Fine? I will be.. as always.. Good. See I'm fine already. I always will be.

The Beach and the Sea

2004-10-07T11:27:00.000+08:00

What do you do when you are suffering from a writer's block?

I am. I am simply at a loss for what to write.. nevermind I'll think of something.

***

The beach and the sea

The beach and the sea are good friends. At all hours, the sea would always rush up the shore to say hello to the beach and lovingly carass it when it went away. Never will it stay away for long, and the coast loves the attention that the sea gives it.

Each time the sea rushes up to visit the coast, it would whisper some sweet nothings to the beach, give it beautiful presents like pretty seashells and soon the beach was enthralled.. The beach soon yearn for the sea's arrival each time it left and that it would stayer longer instead of just rushing in and out so quickly.

The sea smiled when the beach express this but as usual without changing rushes in and out quickly and still whispering sweet words to the beach.

The beach decides to go move nearer to the sea so the sea could stay longer.. deeper and deeper it went into the sea and more and more it wants for the sea to stay.

The beach doesn't realise that the sea cannot stay, it is its nature and it cannot be changed, also that slowly the beach itself is eroding away as the waves now became stronger as the beach moves down to be nearer to the sea. "move away.. stay away.." the sea said, but still the beach press on.

Soon in time, the beach has lost so much of herself into the sea that she is now just a shadow of her former self.

***

When is moving too close resulting in it being detrimental then? You decide.

The Importance of being EARNEST.. and practical

2004-10-03T13:53:00.000+08:00

"My Blurred Life"

Yesterday I went out with Shan to "Round Midnight". Its a jazz bar featuring a live band and I have to admit its good, especially the jamming sessions which only start after 3am.

I met this interesting guy called Hugh last night, He's from New Zealand and only been here for 6months. Had a really nice and wonderful talk with him last night.. coz he's just a great conversationist which is really hard to find for me!Although we talked a lot, but the main thing that strucks me the most about the whole conversation is how little I know about Singapore.

He has only been here for 6 months and he knows much more about the politics of Singapore than I do! Yes, I do admit I'm a v.non-serious person who only likes to indulge in songs, music , books, food, theatre and movies.. but hell, at least I should know more about my own country right?

But also it may be also what he say when you go to a new country, you tend to see things with new eyes thus am more interested in finding out about things.

Guess I have been taking my country for granted. *wry smile*

***

I love my country and I would seriously discriminate people who turn their noses up at it or locals who keep on blamming Singapore and ratter on and on about how wonderful living in other countries is. Its like having wonderful parents who love you and take gd care of you but still dreams of having your friends' parents instead just because they are more appealing to you in certain aspects. I find politics interesting at times, but I guess I always had things that I rather do and indulge in than reading up on it. I don't make the effort.

But I'm getting better, Humaize the PAP supporter can be always counted on to educate me on the political aspects here since he's heavily active in it.. :)

***

I'm a leech.. a lazy learner. I suck up other people's wisdom to gain my own.

But that's not an excuse! My lack of knowledge of current news is simply apalling..haha.. guess have to start putting down the ze books of fancy and start reading up on books that are more practical and important to mankind.

Subject of books to start reading up on:

1. financial market
2. technology
3. singapore's political history
4. ..any other country's political history
5. dummies guide to stocks and shares
6. war
7. .....and etcetera that I have not thought of yet.

Give me till end of the year to start sprouting statistics and numbers and give my comments about how well or how poorly goverments from other countries are doing, our economic development, nasdex.. and such and such wicked taxing stuff.

.....if I haven't bore myself to tears through this process of mind improving self improvement by then.

I must perservere! Its obvious through my blog that all the things I write about is love.. yadda yadda yadda.. bitching.. yadda yadda yadda.. crap.. yadda yadda yadda.. fiction stories.

I shall be a intellectual well rounded individual who will have my finger firmly inserted into the whirlpool of society's self invented idiocracies and self burden..ridiculous but since everyone says its so important, it must be then.

If you can't beat them. Pretend to join them.

I wonder if my set of the Bluffer's guide to all these subjects be more than sufficient.

***

The lack of sleep is getting to me.. I'm getting incoherent my mind is starting to get filled with images of Tellytubbies, jellybeans and Popeye making love to Ernie.... needs Zzzzz..

..ok that last one was a joke but anyway.. gd night everybody.

"Dirty" story

2004-10-01T11:22:00.000+08:00

A guy friend of mine commented to me the other day.

"Sam arz.. why your blog so..scandalous sometimes one arz? I very uncomfortable reading the part in Zen and Greg where the what Leong ask the mole woman to take her clothes off leh..and I think you sometimes too opinionated. If too opinionated later all guys scared off by you...aiyo and if you want to write something kinky and write a bit more exciting or not.. not shiok leh."

Think the reason why he was uncomfortable with it it that the woman is ugly and it was not racy. No guy wants to imagine ugly people having sex. It "depresses" them. If I had wrote a different story deciphering the woman being extrordinary pretty and the man damm handsome and that they are having a secret hot affair, the reactions will be different.

example:

"You are late today.." he murmered as he pressed his nose into her hair to smell the perfume lingering there.

"Rick stopped by the office just now to take me out to dinner. He has been treating me extra nice these couple of days.. I'm afraid he is getting suspicious of us. Ahhh.." she scream softly with delight as his nails dig into her thigh and slowly travel up.
"Close the door.. what if someone passes by..?"

"No one will, not at this hour they won't. ANd what can they do if they see it, I'm still their boss." He smiled down wickedly at her and carried her to sit on his desk.

"No not here! What if someone sees us? Oh .."

With one fluid hand motion, he swept everything off the desk onto the floor. He stood in front of her and pushes her knees apart, pushing up her skirt at the same time to position himself close against her.
"I don't care, you are mine. I have to have you now." he starts unbuttoning the buttons of her silky white shirt to reveal the black lacy bra inside, and kisses her neck while he pushes her down onto the desk...

***

I have to stop.. I'm blushing madly at this point.

But you get the difference?

Its just a mild example. But I think maybe its the part where the guys imagine the fat mole woman doing it with a ugly fortune teller freak them out. My dear friend don't get that that part in "Zen and Greg" is supposed to make you feel mildly uncomfortable not horny. You are supposed to feel disgusted and mildly disturbed by them, not because they are ugly but because what they are doing is wrong and the fortune teller is making her doing it against her will.

As for the above paragraph, if I had written it in a more explicit and detailed way creatively using diction like " lick", "suck" , "dick", "fingered", "breast"," nipples", "balls" and etcetera, I'm sure there will be comments for encore.

But this is my blog, and I can jolly well write everything I want. I'm writing for my pleasure not yours.

Thus unless I get paid really good for writing dirty stories otherwise I don't really relise the idea of purposely writing to benefit guys blowing their loads off on my words. It will be like indirectly giving them a handjob which I am not exactly jumping in my seat to perform.

Also,why should I be less opinionated? Again, its my blog, not yours. I write mostly for my own self amusement. Yes, although I admit that sometimes I write to amuse others but there MUST be the element of amusing myself to write it. If I'm not interested in writing something no matter how much it'll make you happy, I won't do it. Write your own if it makes you happy.

Writing in a safe, mundane way not only makes me feel bored and uphappy with myself for being such an uncharacterless person, I don't think anyone who read it will feel its interesting as well.

example:

Today, I woke up at 9am. Was feeling very tired still so I went back to sleep for another hour. I had lunch yesterday with Helaine, Xia Yan, Suhara, Aliah, Wanru and Mariam. I have rice with black pepper fish and veggies. Not bad lah. I didn't do much yesterday after that but go back to school to study with Mariam. I think I will go out later to study. Will update what I did later when I get back..hee.. :)

Hmm.

I find that highly unentertaining.

So conclusion: If you like what you read, thank you v.much. If you don't then don't read it then. The worst cases are always those that keep criticizing yet keep on coming back to read. What's your problem?

I get that feeling that they want to reform me to be like the typical demure girl. Sweet, simple (on the surface..haha..come on don't keep yourself in the delusion that you are!). The reason why they keep coming back to read even though they claim that it's full of crap is because they like it mah.... or they have nothing better to do, so grudgingly waste their time reading my blog and feel superior by pointing out mistakes.

Hehehehe... well, anyway, whatever you think of it, thanks for stopping by to have a read then. :)

Happy Birthday Helaine~!

2004-10-01T11:04:00.000+08:00

Yesterday went snappy snappy with my camera phone again!

Yes its all me and Helaine.. pretty hor? Hehe...

We are at this makan place somewhere near Clementi? No idea where is it actually because I'm a east sider instead of a west sider. Went there with Suhara, Aliah, Xia Yan, Wanru, Mariam and of coz Helaine.

"Hey, where are the other people then?"

Well, I did say I have a camera phone right? I was having my si bei hiao mood and was happy snapping away at myself. Poor Helaine was sitting beside me so was forced to take photos with me. The poor thing, I was dissatisfied with so many photos ( also because of Mariam's lousy photo taking skills..haha) that we took like 10 over photos for me to get satisfied with these 3.

The poor girl lips kana cramp from smiling too much.

Oh and its Helaine's brithday yesterday! Happy Birthday Helaine!!! So pretty this year so will also be prettier as the years roll by! Like me!!!

I was v.tempted to post the other SWEET photo of Helaine with another person.. but sigh.. the goodness of my heart prevented me from doing it so publicly...

BUT! Anyone interested in seeing a naughty photo of Helaine can email me and I can email the photo to you!

Posting it in my blog will be will getting caught red handed but doing it behind her back would not count....hehe..

Yes, I know you are reading this Helaine, don't worry I won't email the photo to anyone lah.

*Pssst..remember people..discretion!*

Zen and Greg 2

2004-10-01T10:15:00.000+08:00

Thus, Kok Xiong grew up in an extremely doting family. Whatever he wanted, he will get it, money is not the issue as the family is rich. His father is the only son in his family and thus inherited the whole of his family's shipping business. Kok Xiong's sisters being females, were not valued as much as him, in fact, not as all. They were invisible in their father's eyes. It was not clear whether they had swallowed their bitterness and anger and resigned to fate or just nonchalent about it as they have never expressed their thoughts or try to fight for their father's affections before. Towards Kok Xiong, they never question why he have been favoured much more than them and have accepted that it is thus, that their little brother must have done something to deserve this, thus they dote upon him excessively as well. Their mother, a much slimmer woman now due to the stress and the terrible burden of fear she has been carrying with her is just a silent sprite in the house.

***

Two streets away, a family just moved in - the De Cruz. They just migrated from Australia to Singapore as Mr Cruz has been posted here by his company to work for long term. Their's is a happy family, Mr Cruz, Mrs Cruz and Greg. Greg is their only child at the moment, a few years later though they did have a daughter named Christine, but for now, its just Greg.

Greg's Dad met Greg's Mother when he went out to buy a cup of coffee. The weather was bad that day, halfway home, it started raining and Greg's father took shelter underneath a bridge. Moments later,another drenched person seeking for shelter joined him underneath the bridge. It was Greg's mother. Greg's Dad, noting that she seems cold and shivering visibly, shared his cup of hot coffee with her. They spend the next hour underneath the bridge sharing that cup of coffee and talking. After the rain stopped, he send her home and went home, whistling on the way while tightly clutching the piece of paper with her phone number written on it. After a year of dating, Greg's Dad proposed to Greg's mother on her birthday, arranging the whole of the restaurant staff to sing happy birthday to her and kneeing down to propose with a two carat diamond ring. They spent their honeymoon touring the whole of Europe and loved both Paris and Venice the best as the two cities seemed to represent the love they have for each other. Needless to say, it was a very happy marriage and they are very much in love. Nine months later, Greg was born.

[to be continued]

Zen and Greg

2004-09-30T01:41:00.000+08:00

"Kok Xiong come, play with me and Jie Jie.."

The little boy turned towards the direction of his sister's voice and run towards it.

Big watery eyes, fair skinned.. rosy cheeks..the little rose bud lips.. Kok Xiong look like those sweet angelic cupids you see painted in those art paintings.

Due to being raised in a traditional chinese family, Kok Xiong has always been pampered by his father, mother and two sisters, especially his Daddy.

"Kok Xiong come, look at what Daddy bought you! A remote control car!"
"Kok Xiong, you like the toy gun?"
"Kok Xiong, come, Daddy bring you to watch movie! What movie you want to watch?"

Kok Xiong was pampered by everyone because his father longed for a son more than anything in the world. In fact this was his second wife. His first wife was unable to bear him any children. He threw the first wife out and divorced her after his mother was told from the fortune teller that he will not be able to have any sons with this wife due to the mismatch of their eight characters. The fortune teller also told the superstitious mother that his son can only get a descendent if he marries a voluptuous woman with an enormous mole on her chin.

Soon after, the father really manage to meet a voluptuous woman with an enormous mole on her chin while having coffee with his friends. She was just sitting at the table in front of him facing him and wearing a red garish looking dress so it was difficult not to notice immediately.

They got married one month after the father went up to her and introduced himself and he got himself a daughter nine months later. He did invite the fortune teller to his wedding that night, but the fortune teller did not turn up as he was away on holiday with his lover. You may wonder how would a fortune teller be so rich to go on a holiday? Well, apparently he have a extremely discreet side business as a matchmaker as well, and receive big angbaos from his customers especially from those he manage to marry off successfully to rich families.

By the second daughter, the father was fuming mad. Didn't the fortune teller promise him that he will get a son? Furious, he went back to the fortune teller dragging the wife along with him. In rage, he punched the fortune teller on the nose as soon as he opened the door and demand for an explanation or else...

"Don't worry... I'm sure you will have a son next... you see ..er.. because you are a man with too much ying in you so that is why you have two daughters.. to expel the excessive amounts of ying... once you have balance your ying and yang.. you will have a son...."

The fortune teller cowered into the wall when the father raised his fist again..." You better not lie..it better be a son this time..or else..."

"Yes..yes.. certainly... erm.. just leave your wife here with me while I perform the rites on her to expel the ying.."

***

"Leong, I'm scared he'll find out."

"Don't worry.. he won't. Anyway he's impotent, how is he going to have children with any woman! Just relax, take off your clothes now."

"I..I ...don't want to.."

"You..stupid woman!" He slaps her.

"Do you think you could have got yourself into this luxurious life without my help? Look at you! With that disgusting mole and the figure of yours, who would even take a second look at you!

Slap slap slap.

"Be grateful you bitch and stop crying! You are nothing without me. Nothing! I can help you and I can break you! Resist me and you will see the consequences! Do you want to go back to that dump of yours?"

"No! no....nononono.... no.."

"No? That's right, that's a good girl now.. come with me, yes lie down. Once a week as repaying me isn't that bad right? He wants a son, we will give him a son... hahaha.. that sonafabitch.."

***

Nine months later, Kok Xiong was born.

[to be continued]

To settle or not? Well, its all up to you.

2004-09-29T14:05:00.000+08:00

Are you someone who will settle for less?

I forgot whether I have talk about this before already or not, but a new thought just drift in.

Actually settling for less may not be a bad thing. Yes the feeling that you have been discounted is there, however what if that's the best offer you are ever gonna get?

Also, getting less is also gaining something as well. It may not be as much as you would have envisionised but having it is at least better than not getting any right?

Ultimately it still have to be based on whether you are being truthful and be in acceptance to your feelings.

Kind of vague right? It is because it can't really be fitted into any mould, but smart alecs will know what I'm talking about. :)

***

Another thing, I realised that my male friends are utterly protective of me... too much actually. They always encourage me to date yet every time the guys I date will never match up to this ideal guy they have for me in their heads.

Usual reaction whenever they meet any of my dates:

"Sam, he's not suitable for you lah. You can do better than that."

next.

"Sam, *insert explanation* you can do better than that."

Come to think of it, none of the guys I date can never match up or come remotely close to their expectations.

Well, I guess this reaction is normal when it comes to your close buds, you just want the best for them.

To my pair of dating supervisors:

Sweethearts, just to let you know, I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself so even if the guy isn't my type according to you as long as I'm fine with it just let me be alright?

sincerely and fondly
your charge,

Samantha

Personally Her's..

2004-09-28T10:33:00.000+08:00

Once upon a time, there was a little girl living in Singapore. She was eight and lived happily and was loved by her family. Life was good when she was young. She would play paper dolls with her sister, go cycling around the neighbourhood, and loved looking at her adorable younger brother who was just a toddler then.

A very chatty little girl, she would converse with all the people in the market place whenever she went to buy groceries with her mother. Watching television was a luxury and her most memorable children show was Sesame street.

Although she loved doing a lot of things, what she loved above all others was reading, conversing and music.When she had learnt enough words to read, every weekend, she would take a bus to go to the nearest library and borrow eight thick books on fairy tales and reads then avidly. On and on she would read, not pausing for anything except when her exasperated mother forced her to eat her meals and she would dash to the table, gobble her food down and rush back to that mystical world that she had left so reluctantly. Other times, when she does not have a book in her hands she would talk and have long conversations on the phone with her friends and there will always be some kind of music playing in the background whenever its possible.

Although life was simple, but her books carried her to places more exciting than she ever hoped for and she was very happy with her life and with her books and music for company.

Then slowly, she started to grow up and things started to change. She made friends, left friends, had crushes, changed crushes, learnt ballet, dropped ballet, had long hair, cut it all off for a hideous bowl like mass, left fairytale land moved on to other genres of books, parents not speaking to each other for years thus shattering her idea of having the ideal family, basically all had changed but her love for books, music and conversation.

After that, she went on to secondary school, she was hurt so many times due to cruelties of others because she did not care to look nice, to be pretty. In fact, with her hideous hair and thick spectacles due to all that reading left her pretty plain looking. She did not know how to defend herself and look strong. Thus, she began to feel inferior. Also, together with all those mockery by other classmates because she was a boring, easily bullied individual left her crying into her pillow many times at night.

Thus, she began her resolution, I will be pretty and charming and cold so that no one can ever bully me again.. or even think about it!

And so she did, she went through many image changes both good and bad, began to structure a cold arrogant look on her face and learnt how to be mean and nasty, telling herself all the time that she would survive. By the later years of her secondary school life, she became a confident, sharp, biting, no longer the gullible defenceless girl that she was and also had become better looking than before.

She started working every holiday since 12 for fun and she has learnt a lot through society as well. Like, not to trust every person you meet and do not just take in everything a person say as the truth, that behind a friendly face always can be a backstabber, that some men can say anything to try to bed you, oh and friends do betray no matter how she refuses to believe it initially...

In fact, she does not really like to talk about all her past stories. Why bother? What's the big deal? Everyone has a past story, so? She does not think her teenage years was a big deal neither does she think much of anyone's teenage years were a big deal. So what you went through something or was some little big shot in school or whatever you thought was great or sad about you?

The point of saying all this is not to let people empathise or feel anything about all this,its just for her own self reflection and also because she thinks that one of the worst kind of people is people wallowing in their own self pity and living in the past.

Why she wrote this is because she's happy now because she has bothered to change and of all the disappointments she has went through, she has grown to be a much stronger and happy person, and that she has finally come to a point where she's comfortable in her own skin and at peace with herself. She still likes being nice but at least now she knows where to draw the line and to protect herself whenever there is a need to. She chooses her own friends instead of letting people choose her. Sh's living life the way she wants it to be and bending the rules and restrictions that are hindering her instead of being angry and getting all pissed about it. Living life merrily and dismiss bad events and people out of hand as easily as she laughs.

Although there is still a lot of things that she still likes to improve on, she's glad that finally she can say that she does like herself for who she is and is happy at last.

And for all that is worth, she still loves her books, music and to indulge in interesting funny conversations with others.

***

It is just too often that I heard from people that they are upset with their lives and just so often as well, they think that there's nothing they can do about it. All I can say that its just all mind over matter, over your perspective of how you want to see things in either a positive or negative light.

I can't say that my life is tragic and can understand how the few who really had a tough upbringing feels, but why hinder yourself because of your past? One should live for the future, otherwise what's the point of living in the present when you are still stuck in your past?

Happiness and laughter does not comes to one, its is something that is always with us, every emotion felt is always within a person, its just the matter of which emotion the person wants to indulge in.

To that one person who cause me to write this, hey, lighten up, it ain't the end of the world. Smile and the whole world will smile with you. You'll see. :)

Sexpectations.

2004-09-27T13:30:00.000+08:00

Was discussing about the behaviours of sex with some friends over coffee the other day. (no.. that is not the main topic, the subject sort of pop out..haha)

..And then the subject of "demure equates wild kitty" vs "wild kitty equates bed pooper" comes out. According to some of my friends' "first hand research" or even secondary ones from similiar conversations or comments by friends usually the more demure and shy the person looks, the more adventurous and exciting in bed the person is, and the more wild the person look usually the more prudish they are.

Hmm.

I do not know coz I am not as "experienced" as them. Most of what I know are all secondary information. But if their "studies" is true, my eventual performance as evaluted by them through my appearence and image will be:

"Sam arz..you will SUCK in bed lah"

..And no its not an action word, more closer to the meaning of "bad", "disasterous" rather than doing the lollypop.

***

Frankly I do not know whether I will or not.

And truthfully I think my feelings will be rather hurt if my eventual partner thinks I am .

3 solutions provided cheerfully by my friends:

1. Practice Make Perfect

hmm..ermz, I'll think about it. Next.

2. Learn to be demure..or fake a demure image.

A more practical solution coz if you have a demure image, sexpectations of guys are usually lowered coz they will think you will probably not be that daring. Thus any movement of of the "basics" you pull on him will be recieved in amazement. However in the case of the wild kitty, it will be assumed that you already mastered every position in Karma Sutra, thus you will never match up to the sexpectations he have of you.

eg senario:

demure girl: "hey, do you want to come up?" *winks*
guy: *thinks* omigod... I'm dreaming... I never expect it!

wild kitty: " hey, do you want to come up?" *winks*
guy: "well, I already know you gonna ask, I've brought the whip, I suppose you have the cuffs at your place already right?"

Hmmph.

3. Be a lesbian

Which I have no idea why its considered a solution coz its more like escaping the problem.

Plus I'm v.selective about the girls I fall in love with.

Heh.

***

Conclusion:

I think I'll have to start reading up and practice doing the pretzel from now on...... when I have the time.
Err..anyone have a copy of the Karma Sutra to borrow then? Hehe..

You Make Me Feel Like A Natural Woman

2004-09-15T19:49:00.000+08:00

You Make Me Feel Like A Natural Woman - Aretha Franklin

Looking out on the morning rain
I used to feel so uninspired
And when I knew I had to face another day
Lord, it made me feel so tired
Before the day I met you, life was so unkind
But you're the key to my peace of mind

Cause you make me feel,
You make me feel,
You make me feel like
A natural woman

When my soul was in the lost-and-found
You came along to claim it
I didn't know just what was wrong with me
'Til your kiss helped me name it
Now I'm no longer doubtful of what I'm living for
Because if I make you happy I don't need to do more

You make me feel,
You make me feel,
You make me feel like
A natural woman

Oh, baby, what you've done to me
Ooooh. You make me feel so good inside
Aaaaaa-nd I just want to be close to you
You make me feel so aliiiii-iiiii-iiiiiiive

You make me feel,
You make me feel,
You make me feel like
A natural woman

Divine Powers

2004-09-13T01:58:00.000+08:00

Saturday, Crystal, Wei Kwang, Joann and I met up for coffee cum dinner at Bugis. Crystal and Kwang wants to go to the temple at Bugis, Kwan Yin temple, to pray, and so me and Joann tagged along as well. My mum always likes to draw lots there..(or is it called that? You know the wooden bucket with a lot of numbered sticks on it?)..so I have a go at it as well.. I want to ask if I will have a happy contented successful life even if I didn't go to university.

COz the sterotype is if you don't go into university your Future is soooo OVER.

KApoot.

I had to ask. Coz its freaking me out a bit.

And this is the result :

Lot 69:

The peony plant is bare now, yet, from a single bud will spring forth new shoots and new blooms of unmatched beauty next season.

Interpretation: MEDIUM

One's aim will be accomplished although it seems futile at first. One shoots an arow to reach the void, but could not succeed. Finally, one does reach it.

***

Hehehe..

I am sipping chinese tea while writing this.

... which is not relevant I know.

Whether I believe in it or not is not the point, but I guess this kind of things can provide people some comfort by giving Faith and Hope.

Its these two that sometimes gives a person strength to go on when all seems bleak and at the point of inability to move on.

Anyway,what is your own interpretation of of my lot? Tell me about it. ;)

Stop, Look, Listen - Marvin Gaye & Diana Ross

2004-09-12T02:27:00.000+08:00

[Marvin]
You're alone all the time
Does it ever puzzle you
Have you asked why
You seem to fall in love and out again
Do you really ever love
Or just pretend, oh, baby
Why fool yourself
Don't be afraid to help yourself
It's never too late, too late to
Stop, look, yes, listen to your heart
Hear what it's sayin'
Stop, look, listen to your heart
Hear what it's sayin'
Love, oh, love, love
[Diana]
Though you try, you can't hide
All the things you really feel
This time decide
That you will open up, let it in
There's no shame in sharin' love you feel within
So jump right in
Head over heels and fall right in
It's never too late, too late to
Stop, look, listen to your heart
Hear what it's sayin'
Stop, look, oh, listen to your heart
Hear what it's sayin'
Love, love, love
[Both]
Darlin', darlin', stop and look
[Stop right now and listen to your heart]
Oh, listen to your heart hear what it's sayin'
[Can't you see that it's not too late]
Stop and look
And listen to your heart hear what it's sayin'
Stop and listen to your heart right now
[Stop, look]
[Listen to your heart hear what's it's sayin']
Oh, can't you see that it's not too late
[Stop, look]
[Listen to your heart hear what it's sayin']
Darlin', stop and look
And listen to your heart hear what it's sayin'
Stop, baby
[Stop right now and listen to your heart]
And listen to your heart hear what it's sayin'
[Ooh, ooh, can't you see that it's not too late]

Is there really a thing such as Fate?

2004-09-11T14:22:00.000+08:00

Remember all the time whenever you have a lightning bolt flash into your heart, the world stops whenever you met someone special? This must be fate you say. we are fated to meet.

Well is it?

I think we dramatise "love at first sight" as "Fate" too much.

Technically its just probability. Sometimes you take a longer time to like a person, sometimes you don't.

But mostly, the probability for "love at first sight" to people with good looks is pretty much higher than people with average looks.

You are just instantanously attracted, like how you are attracted to that beautiful cashmere top you spot the moment you step into the boutique.

Admit it. (or Asmit it... right Helaine? Hurhurhurhur)

But remember, how you immediately fell out of love and dismiss the "Fate" part immediately when suddenly the person in question reveals some unbearable traits that you just can't abhore?

Therefore its not really Fate, its just probability.

Every No brings you closer to a Yes. That's all.

Thus all in all, the main question right now is not hoping for "Fate" to kick in or rather how to bring your probability to " Yes Yes Yes" up.

I'm sick of stupid people...

2004-09-10T11:10:00.000+08:00

Unless you are living under a rock or haven't been living in Singapore for the past 2 months you would know that the latest suicide trend is jumping on the tracks at the mrt station.

Eversince that lady teacher who fell onto the tracks there seemed to be a sudden jump in the frequency of train tracks jumpers.

What actually goes through their mind when they chose this particular alternative to die?

"Hmm.." , (checks organiser),
" gonna die at 1830hrs..how shall I do it? Overdosage of Panadols? Jumping off a building? Hang myself?... boring boring boring..... hey wait! Jumping off the tracks seems to be in trend now! The rest of the methods are soooo over. Jumping tracks is the new way to go!"

Ok, I realise I am being mean spirited here, but as my mum commented to me last night, why can't they appreciated life?

It's not that I've never felt so depressed, anguish, upset, pissed off, maligned.. to the point that I feel the whole world is against me and in an momentary burst of negative emotions feel like ending it all by jumping out of my window.

No, don't panic, I'm not prone suicidal. Hahaha..

But it's just that I know that this stupid irrational escapism emotion will pass. Furthermore, I know that I will deeply regret my decision and I'm just being a selfish person due to the grief I will put my loved ones through if I did went through this cowardly act.

Life ain't easy to live sometimes but its perfectly beautiful most of the times.

To give it up just like that is just being stupid.

******

Also another point about the metal barriers some people propose to build to "prevent people from falling over the tracks"

And then there is a big hooha that the government should do something to prevent such "accidents" from happening.

I have the perfect solution.

Just stand further back.

Even if you build metal barriers, if a person meant to jump, no amount of metal barriers can stop him as well right? Its just the mater of lifting one's leg up higher to get to the tracks.

Everytime I read about those people who complain diligently that the government should step in to do something especially when there is no need to .. I put my hand to my face and combust in shame.

I just hope that my overseas friends would not read about it and laugh at me and those groups of brainless singaporens.

Why blame the government? Do we really need to be coddled like that? Are all these safety measures really neccessary? With or without that yellow line that allow us to know the safe distance to stay from the MRT, it's logical that one should stay a reasonable distance away from an approaching train right?

What's the point of saying that we are always being force feed by the government and that we want less restriction and more freedom of choice when not being able to think and act like a responsible adult?

Come on, next time you are waiting for the train at the a station and you feel afraid and petrified that some mysterious force will make you accidentally fall on to the tracks.

Don't be frighten.

Just take 3 steps back and you will be all right honey.

Liberate yourself

2004-09-08T13:59:00.000+08:00

A lot of men has caused me unhappiness.

In fact throughout my life, most of the most upsettng moments in my life have been caused by men.

Reasons why they affected me so much is because unlike my girlfriends, I tend to let some of them take advantage of my to a great extent. To be absolutely truthful, for those that I've fallen in love with, I'll give them my whole heart and leave my happiness unwittingly in their hands. I will be grateful at the smallest consideration they've shown to me and my feelings will increase tenfold at the slightest act of care and love. So happy that they feel the same about me.

This is of course not great for myself as this will be a lopsided relationship. Expectations are formed at the time where it is not considered wise to. And at a failing of an expectation I'll crumble and feel extremely upset.

But towards guys that I am not that interested in, I have the most rational and great attitude. I take things slow and if not interested just some how convey it and just move on. Its a super time saver and also will not result in sending false hopes to the other party.

I think I must learn to transcend that method to guys I'm interested in as well.

Also, that I should not be so damm grateful if guys I'm interested in show any sign of interest in me. Hey, yes I'm interested but you ain't getting any special treatment until you show something as well.

***

Also ladies, another thought for you to ponder. Noticed the hunk standing across the room? Feeling shy and also that "he couldn't be possibly interested in you" ? So just stand there to check him out for afar?

Get those thoughts out of your head girl! :)

Think about it, guys no matter even if he ain't that good looking approaches the pretty girls to get to know them as well right? So why can't we?

If he says no, then forget it then, if he is disparaging, well, then you are lucky he refuses to get to know you in the first place.

Plus, my guy friends all said that they'll feel great if a girl takes the initiative to get to know them. :)

For those guys that differs, well, it just proves that they are bloody insecure twerps so you are better off without them as well.

If you are too shy to do so, why not get a few like minded friends to boost each other's confidence in doing so as well?

Who cares about all those opinions and criticisms from people who just ain't important to you at all in your life?

I bet you hate yourself for minding about their thoughts about you but we have to get over that.

Why should we continue in going along the hyprocrisy idea that we women should be submissive and wait for the men to make our move?

But its no point harping on and on about it and continuing following that idea still.

I love men, but its doesn't mean I will conform to their ideas of how they want me to be.

It's time for women to stop talking about liberation but doing it.

Don't just talk the talk.

Walk the walk honey.

Me? High standard? no lah..Its guys who have the high standards.

2004-09-07T13:53:00.000+08:00

Again I have bought myself into a position where I have invited mockery and endless teasing from my friends due to self-indulgent harmless writing.

In my last entry as a jest I've written my criterias for my dates and the comments pour in thick and fast from friends through smses, when we meet up or they just call me direct to slag me off teasingly over the phone.

This leaves me to ponder: do I really set such high standards?

Let me rephrase those answers in simplistic terms thorugh their number order:

1. name
2. his expectations
3. height. (well you don't expect me to want to bend down while talking to my date right?)
4. are you at least average looking?
5. have anyone said you have mental or abusive problems?
6. age
7. intelligence

I rather think these are quite normal right? Hahaha...

***

I've noticed that recently everyone is on the subject of slagging off men and their idiotic preference to women, their impossible traditionalist standards, their MCPness.

Another example I would like to add:

Yesterday night I was at a pub in one of the hotels in with Fabian and Humaize. Basically it was full of caucasians and I was the only chinese girl there. One of them really caught my eye and his name is GREG a navy pilot from NYC. Tall cute and hunky with great broad shoulders and a slacker lazy charm, he was the first guy that make my heart do a little merry dance since ..for long as I can remember.

Fabian introduced us and we talked. I peppered him with my charming wit and irressistable crap talk... which hopefully he finds entertaining...hahaha... well to cut the long story short. The boss of the pub asked Fabian am I an SPG and why was I talking to Greg? Come on we WERE INTRODUCED and what makes you think that every woman who talks to an ang moh is an SPG? He then asked Fabian how well do he knows me, and the latter replied pretty well which is DUH coz he is supposed to be my best friend. Then the bugger persist and asked does Fabian go out with me often? Fabian replied "oh one to four times a week." And that bugger replied victoriously :" Well, you don't know what she is up to the rest of the time."

Hmm.

I hope I can say that I just laugh and toss his comments off me coz it doesn't matter as who is he to me? Plus I know I am not such a person and am an independent girl who likes men that are witty and cute regardless of race, age nor country.

BUt sadly, it does bug me.

Especially when after Fabian told me this he ask me not to go over to talk to Greg as well and ask me to stay put near the toilet to wait for him. When I ask him why can't I talk to him he replied: "Sam, don't be a slut."

I am pissed. How can just be branded a slut once I walk over to talk to someone I want to know?

Fabian is kind of mcp I know. Reason why he said that is not that he thinks I am a slut but rather he does not want me to be think of as one.

Next time, I promise myself as long as my conscious is clear I am fucking gonna do whatever I want to and won't let anyone's bias judgement torment nor restrict me. I don't care anymore. I don't want to care about the sterotypes and whatever shitty virtuous gag innocent holy image women are suppose to have.

Are some guys really that DUMB WITTED sometimes? Even if you met up with a girl who seems so angelic that you would like to bow down and worship her as your one and only goddess, even if you are gloating when you THINK you have found that person, have it EVER occur to you that it was done just to PLEASE you? Its all for APPEARENCE SAKE??????

Although I used to like to call these girls artificial sweeteners who will give give me diabetes but I need to say that if men doesn't have that fucking sterotype of women from all those stupid drama serials where girls are so sweet and gentle that I can gag from all that sugar syrup they are oozing from, maybe they won't have to act that way anymore.

I will kiss the day that men can drop that sterotype and just happily let us be ourselves.

Do you want to date me?

2004-09-04T01:25:00.000+08:00

Was reading through my comments under "Sweet Demure Me" just now and found a prospective date.

At 6:36 PM, Anonymous said...
heyz gurl,can i date you? :) JW

Was a bit excited actually because this was my first offer of a date through the blog and also by the immediate fantasy of JW being Colin Firth which is totally impossible because Colin Firth's acronyms will be CF and also he will definitely not start with "heyz gurl".

Well.

Hi there JW!

I'll be delighted to but first you must tell me more about yourself!

1st question: What does JW stands for?

Jun Wei?
Jun Yuan?
Jun Wen?
JaWs?
?

2nd question: Will you be expecting a demure or non demure girl then?

Let it be known that if you are expecting a demure girl due to reading the title of the article being "Sweet Demure Me" and do not know what irony is, I will play the part for a while. But I must first warn you the facade will not last long as sooner or later my loud opinionated side will come through due to being too digusted with my sweet peachy self.

3rd question: How tall are you?

I am personally 1.7m tall and if you are less than 1.72m its highly unlikely the date will ever come to pass. I have no desire to feel like a giraffe.

4th question: Have you ever cracked a few mirrors when you walk pass them?

I do not like to think of myself as a superficial person. But there must be a limit somewhere. As long people don't scream and run away when they see you will be fine.
And if there are comments that you resemble Colin Firth or Hugh Grant or just that you look like a Greek God that will certainly be a bonus that I am happy to accept.

5th question: Do you harbour any murderous thoughts? Or have you ever been tagged by your friends as the person most likely to land in jail due to split personality/ violent temprement/ erratic behaviours?

Just a question to ensure my personal well being.

6th question: How old are you?

I'm 21 myself. Although I know that May - December relationships are all in the rage now especially in Hollywood (eg. Demi Moore and Ashton Kutcher. Cameron Diaz and Justin Timberlake) but I prefer men that are at least my age.
Plus I would not want to be accused to be a cradle snatcher.

Last: Do you think you can sufficiently entertain me with witty anedoctes and clever conversations?

I hope you can. Because if you have nothing to say except to tell me about your ns/work/school life in a uninteresting manner, I rather stay at home watching my toenails grow.

***

Thus all and all JW, if you confidently think you fulfill all these requests do give me a reply!

p.s: and also to all those that happend to read this article, if you think you are an eligible bachelor who more than 2 people thinks so as well (parents don't count) and fits the bill listed above and wants to date me seeing that I'm a sweet young thing just leave me a msg or an email!

Will be looking forward for more prospective dates to come.

*twiddles thumbs*

Frustration frustration FRUSTRATION!

2004-09-04T01:08:00.000+08:00

Damm.. I just finished writing an article that I liked at record speed. You know that kind when you suddenly know what you want to write and everything is just perfect and you just type without stopping till you finished?

Well, its gone.

I hit the publish this post button and the page goes to the cannot be found page and there is a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I should have know it. Everything was too perfect. The words just come out endlesssly, I was in vocab heaven and there isn't any writer's block not even a diction block in sight.

I should have smelt a rat by then.

But oh no, I ignore my suspecting cautious self and go about on my natural naive, trusting, gullible, good hearted, innocent, angelic, selfless nature believing in the good in everything, never suspecting the malicious demonic trap my computer lie in wait for me.

Sigh..

Nevermind. Being the kind soul who have have a heart of gold whose inner beauty shine through in everything that I do and who believes in the ultimate good and purity I will forgive and forget.

Don't forget:

"To err is human, to forgive, divine."

Oh and to you guys, remember to copy your article first before publishing the article.

Just in case.

And I have to stop here. My fingers are painful from the punches I have been giving the moniter.

The Nearness Of You

2004-09-03T13:00:00.000+08:00

The Nearness Of You - Norah Jones

It's not the pale moon that excites me
That thrills and delights me

Oh no..

It's just the nearness of you..

It isn't your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation

Oh no..

It's just the nearness of you..

When you're in my arms and I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams came true

I need no soft lights to enchant me
If you would only grant me..
the right ..

to hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night
The nearness of you..

Sweet Demure Me?!!

2004-09-02T13:49:00.000+08:00

Being outspoken is not a valued virture to have for a girl in the eyes of a guy.

Blamed it on protecting their ego, chauvanistic nature and whatever manly traits that guys seem so afraid of getting bruised by girls, through experience, the race that seems to have the most problem with more outspoken girls are chinese guys. Don't believe me? Look at all the taiwanese soaps or most of the chinese soaps you have on tv nowadays. All the girls in question have long flowy hair, looks godamm sweet and are able to make googly eyes at their manly male counterparts. Please don't even try to protest that some of them are pretty tough as well, (gd eg. Meteor Garden's Shan Cai).. come on, she LOOKS sweet as well right?

To quote an anonymous guy friend ..or rather a consenses of several guy friends, they say that having a girlfriend who is more simple minded is more assuring to their ego. One said that once he dated a girl who discussed so much philosophy with him that he freaked out (because he have no opinions of this subject of his own at all) and he spent the next 3 days shivering in panic beneath his blankets in his bed.

That's why he prefers girls that preferbly have lesser opinions than he does .

Him: "What do you want to eat?"
Her: *simpers and smile sweetly* " I don't know, up to you."
Him:"What do you want to do later?"
Her:*simpers and smile sweetly*" Where ever you want to ."
Him:" Great movie huh?"
Her*simpers and smile sweetly*"Ya loh..hehe"

I don't know about you but I find that most boring.

One of my girlfriends whose name I can't reveal but I know she'll be reading this you manipulative little minx...hahaha..she always have plenty of opinions of her own when ever we talked and I think of her as a highly interesting individual who have her own mind doesn't compromise that.

I was having coffee with her the other day when her current boyfriend drop by for a while. The moment he arrive, there was a total transformation. Suddenly whatever I asked her, instead of a interesting repartee turned into a boring tittering bimboish monosyllabic answer. The boyfriend on the other hand when I asked for his opinions answered with gusto but frankly not very intelligently. Her reaction to his answer is just smiling sweetly at him and keeping her mouth shut while her boyfriend rattle on and on about his somewhat chauvanistic theories.

Her explanation after he left is that he does not like girls that are too opinionated. The first and only time she try to express her own views is rewarded with a flustered disapproving visage, but she likes him enough to swallow her opinions to herself..and also through experience she has know that if she wants to get a guy to notice her, sweet and simpery she must and sweet and simpery she shall be.

Up to date she has attracted 27 guys using this method since january by contrast of only 10 in total last year.

See my point.

Of course some of you will protest "not all guys like that what!" Before you turn around to spit that in my face please remember its impossible to have anything in entirety. Of course not all guys are like that lah!

"A lot only mah"

"Demurly",
Sweet Samantha

If I Ain't Got You - Alicia Keys

2004-08-31T15:32:00.000+08:00

***Love the song.. song the lyrics.. kind of grows on me actually.

If I Ain't Got You - Alicia Keys

Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power, yeah
Some people live just to play the game
Some people think that the physical things define what’s within
And I been there before but that’s life’s a bore, so full of the superficial

Some people want it all, but I don’t want nothing at all
If it aint you baby, if I aint got you baby
Some people want diamond rings, some just want everything
But everything means nothing if I aint got you, yeah

Some people search for a fountain
The promise is forever young
Some people need 3 dozen roses
And that’s the only way to prove you love them
Hand me the world on a silver platter
And what good would it be?
With no one to share with no one who truly cares for me

Some people want it all, but I don’t want nothing at all
If it aint you baby, if I aint got you baby
Some people want diamond rings, some just want everything
But everything means nothing if I aint got you, you, you

Some people want it all, but I don’t want nothing at all
If it aint you baby, if I aint got you baby
Some people want diamond rings, some just want everything
But everything means nothing if I aint got you, yeah

If aint got you with me baby, ohh, ooo
Say nothing in this whole wide world don’t mean a thing
If I aint got you with me baby.

Goodbye procasty hello panic

2004-08-30T12:06:00.000+08:00

I am experiencing studying obsessiveness recently, which is good because I my prelims are in 13 days time..and counting.

The feeling is so intense that I will keep late hours, forgo sleep and start having an intense and concentrated feeling that I actually like studying and am interested in the things before me.

Anything that came between me and my books will be well received with a biting snarl and a piercing look that promise a thousand curses and hexes if they stay any longer.

All these are results from the impeding exams that are rushing in day by day at lightning speed!

Before this frantic hair raising fear there's the "avoidance activity" that happens everytime I'm supposed to do something I don't want to do. All of the sudden, I will suddenly feel this zealousness to clean my room, the whole house, reorganise my wardrobe.. basically everything I was supposed to do but I didn't because I procastinated. When the time comes to be really studying, I am suddenly interested to do all that instead!

I'm also a person that is based on inertia. Its very difficult for me to start working on something I don't like. If I really have to yet don't wish to and I know I can get away with half hearted attempts till the last minutes I'll just basically try to brainwash myself the whole year telling myself actually this is an actitivity that I enjoy doing.. basically anything to get my cocktail sipping lazy boy chair sitting brain to work. The progress is goddamm slow but eventually my mind will suddenly be in the state of work consciousness and the ball will finally start rolling like now.

Once the ball starts rolling, I'll suddenly be interested in nothing but studying! ...but hopefully my short attention span will not shortchange this miraculous change I've finally brainwash myself to .

Let me digress a little by saluting my teacher and mentor that have stand by me for my past 21 years:Procastination.

Oh, procastination, I always like to think of myself as a student in study of your wonderous wisdom. My favourite phrase of all time is "I'll do it tomorrow." As a student of your learnings, I'm definitely a procasdent, the word formed by merging the word with student. What's the difference between a procastinator and a procasdent you may ask. Well, a procastinator may just use the action of procastination to get away with something, using it as an excuse, as a procasdent, we have the highest profound respect and admiration for such an art and we acknowledge and recognised the great influence and benefits it have bought into our dull meaningless lives. We have numerous devotees and always wanted to start the club officially to dig out the closet procatys (that's what we call people who did not know they are actually procasdents yet but are practicising the art already) but procastinated in doing so!!

Ahh.. you have no idea what joys and fond memories I will not experienced if I have follow Procastination's hatred siblings determination, steadfastness, and resilience.I still fondly reminscised all those times of diligent learning... like those numerous times when I rather go clubbing on a wednesday night then not turning up for school on thursday.. or the time when I gaily capitalised on the phrase monday blues to skip school as well even though I don't have anything against mondays at all. There's so many other incidents I would like to share my dear readers.. but I'll do that tomorrow.

The Verve - Bittersweet Symphony

2004-08-24T13:40:00.000+08:00

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this Life
Try to make ends meet
You're a slave to money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the veins meet yeah,

No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no..

Well I never pray
But tonight I'm on my knees yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now

No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no..

I can't change

I can't change

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this Life
Try to make ends meet
Try to find some money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the things meet yeah

You know I can change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no..

I can't change my mold
no, no, no, no, no,

I can't change
no, no, no, no, no

Can't change my body,
no, no, no

I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down

I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down

Been down

Ever been down

Ever been down

Ever been down

Ever been down

Have you ever been down?

Have you've ever been down?

Are we? Are we not?

2004-08-22T15:24:00.000+08:00

My friend have this problem.

She has been seeing this guy for a few months already and have already did whatever couples would do.

First base, second base,home run.

Been there done that.

But when I ask her are you two together as a couple, she doesn't know. He never asked her she said. Plus, she'll be free to date other guys still.

"Let nature take its course? If we like each other enough in the long run, we'll commit then."

Well, you would think that with sex already happening betwen them, they must be a couple as well right? COz at my parents' generation, if they are holding hands they already are a couple.

It's the same issue as one of my guyfriends. When I asked him where was his girlfriend, his reply was,

"What girlfriend?"

"That girl that was hanging your arm for months..? isn't she your girlfriend?"

*hem and haw* "No lah Sam, that was just a friend.."

"Oh."

"Why?"

"I don't know, well, she doesn't seem to mind plus I do not want to get into a commitment yet... blah blah blah.. (etcetera) "

Let me first make my stand here. I neither approve nor disapprove of this kind of relationship, well as long both parties are fully aware of the situation and not one party leading another on.

BUt you have to wonder, since when has relationships be treated as thus?
Could it be that in our current lives we are so pampered and so highly entertained that we couldn't stand the idea of commiting to something or someone without the assurance of its value to us in certainly?

Last time people have plenty of time for romance and get to know you sessions. Look at all those indian movies where the leads have time chasing each other from mountains to valleys to fields of flowers and get a group of people to dance in sync with them just to sing a love song with each other.

Boy, with the rehearsals, they must have a lot of time to spare.

How about the chinese in pre-modern Singapore then?

After a long day's of work as a coolie,the lads and ladies have nothing better to do than go to the night bazzar or to supper, to sing and dance a little and to throw shy blushing glances at each other.

"Ah niu ge..."
"Ah hua mei.."
*blush*

Then they will get through the long process of .. using the lyrics of a song in the movie "The king and I"..

"Getting to know you, getting to know about you.."
"Getting to like you , getting to hope you like me..."

Look at the examples through the old chinese movies like the chiong yao drama serials. The lovers at the most only gave each other a chaste kiss that's all!

Now, what happened to all that?

Today, with everyone's bz bz lifestyle, no one has the time nor patience to get to know the other party slowly as a person anymore. Instead of getting to know you, they would rather concentrate on judging as fast as possible whether the party fits them in all aspects instead... based on the person's lifestyle and what they have and their status on a large part and what kind of person they are on a more minor extent.

Perhaps I shouldn't use the word they, coz personally I am guilty of that as well as demostrated in my previous article, but I have to say, I think character is v.important as well!!!

A few arguements I've heard supporting the point above:

" Aiya Sam, character can slowly try to change over time what, status and possessions are harder to get leh!"
" Even if I get a guy with the best character in the world and he have nothing at all, well, things will definitely not work out as well, so might as well be more practical and chose the guy that have it and for character wise, let's see how we can work it out then. It's easier that way."

Life nowadays is too fast to take anything in slow leisure anymore, this kind of courtship where you take the cake and eat it but is still free to refund have its pros and cons. It's up to one whether they can take this kind of dating style.

To end things let me show off my newest casual "trying to act cool while looking totally grubby" photo.

ciao.

Chances are - Johnny Mathis

2004-08-22T15:00:00.000+08:00

Chances Are
Performed by Johnny Mathis

Chances are 'cause I wear a silly grin
The moment you come into view
Chances are you think that I'm in love with you
Just because my composure sort of slips
The moment that your lips meet mine
Chances are you think my heart's your Valentine

BRIDGE
In the magic of moonlight when I sigh, "Hold me close, dear"
Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes

Guess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for me
And if you think you could
Well, chances are your chances are awfully good

Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes
Guess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for me
And if you think you could
Well, chances are your chances are awfully good

The chances are your chances are awfully good

You love the way you shop girlfriend

2004-08-22T13:12:00.000+08:00

The way you love can be reflected through the way you shop. From evidence from that small pool of girlfriends that I observed their shopping habits, this hypothesis can be 75% true.

Girlfriend no.1 likes to shop impulsively. Go into the shop and grab whatever catches her fancy without thinking whether it really suits her or not. In the end ends up with a lot of unsuitable clothes, shoes, and starts to moan and whine endlessly about her wastage.

Likewise, her boyfriends are gotten and dumped impulsively as well. Up till now, I could never remember a guy whom she dates and really get to know without rushing into being in a relationship with him.

Girlfriend no.2 likes to take her time in buying things. Too much time in fact. Everytime she goes shopping, she would drag along a trolley of friends to ask for opinions each and everytime she wants to purchase anything. Ifhe doesn't, as long as a majority of friends says affirmative to buying it, she will because well, if most of them says its good , it must be good right? Maybe she just haven't seen it as her friends did yet.

Verdict, she gets monopolized by her boyfirends all the time..plus absolutely no opinion of her own everytime when it comes to decide where to go and what to do. its a " Whatever you suggest dear." senario.

For me, I can shop with a casual eye but whenever I spot something that have the potential to prompt me to part with the precious colourful notes in my lovely wallet I would contemplate a lot on whether I should make it mine or not. Questions like "Does it suit my lifestyle? Clothes? Does it really suit me? Would I get sick of it in the long run?" Its only when I am really certain that I love it and it fits all the criterias I have then do I buy something.

Likewise in love, I tend to brush off guys that I deem I do not like that much or think will not last long in my life. You can say I am picky but whenever I go shopping and manages to find something I love and buy it, I would really treasure it, and the sense of delight is great!But if its just a trivial I-do-not-know-why-I-bought-it thing, most probably it would be left to dust until I gave it to a friend or throw it away.

There are times when I will fool myself into thinking "why not just take a chance" especially in times when I starts to feel deprived,haha.. but sadly, the emotional attachment will be zilch. Thus, I can never commit myself into a relationship unless entirely sure.

So what kind of shopper are you?

Moonlight - Sting

2004-08-20T15:21:00.000+08:00

Moonlight - Sting

In the moonlight
When the shadows play
When the thought of what could happen
Takes your breath away
Sighs and whispers
Quiet laughter in the air
Unspoken invitations everywhere

In the moonlight
All the words you say
Make it relatively easy
To be swept away
In the half-light
Can we trust the way we feel
Can we be sure that anything is real

Stars keep secrets as they wander indiscretely
While the echoes of a song go drifting by
We must be careful not to lose our way completely
Or the magic that we seek here
We can't be sure will be here

In the morning
With the moon away
And if in each other's arms
Is where we're meant to stay

In the love light
When our eyes have grown accustomed to the daylight
We'll see what waits for us to share
For all the things we've dreamed of in the moonlight
Will be there

HaPpY bIrThDaY tO mE!!!

2004-08-18T16:47:00.000+08:00

it's my BIRTHDAY todaY~!

21st to be more specific.

All you guys reading my blog, be polite! Sing a birthday song to me! I'll supply the lyrics. Come on, don't be shy! Take a deep breathe and SING at the top of your voice!

Happy Birthday to YOU
Happy Birthday to YOU
Happy Birthday to -SAMANTHA-
Happy Birthday to YOU~!!!

One more time!

Happy Birthday to YOU
Happy Birthday to YOU
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday,
Happy Birthday to YOU!

Chinese version!!

Zhu ni sheng ri quai le
Zhu ni sheng ri quai le
Zhu ni sheng ri quai le~~~
Zhu ni sheng ri quai le!!

Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh~!

*writer has telepathy ,so if you didn't sing the song just now, she will know! And you will face her wrath!

** NOw, ask 10 people to come to this website to have a look and thus have to sing the birthday song to her before the stroke of midnight!Otherwise, you will be cursed of having constipation for 2months!!!

hehehe....

Repeat after me : Sam is so nice

2004-08-17T18:56:00.000+08:00

I have to say first, a BIG THANK YOU to my friends for celebrating my 21st birthday with me on saturday. I really want to say thanks to all those that turned up even though it was an extremely last minute thing.

A BIG KISS to all those that helped my buy my the bbq food for me while I rushed home to get the other food stuff and da cake.

*muacks!*

AND special appreciation to Mariam and Helaine for going home with me to lug the the goddamn heavy stuff to the chalet with me.. plus helping me clear up the moring after as well. Love you guys. :)
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Sorry about the long absence since my last entry. Have been soooo tired and busy with things.

Plus, my wit is as dry as a passive's crack without the ky jelly.

But finally today is the day where INSPIRATION strikes!

I've decided to write about Me.

Dear loveable adorable Me.

ME ME ME.

For starters, have I told you how nice I am feeling today?

I'm so nice that I have a halo hovering over my head and have the nickname "Angelic Sam".

I don't feel pissed nor bitchy ..just nice.

Which most probably is because I am now simply too tired to feel anything else... but still! I am feeling sooo nice today.

So nice that I decide to reward YOU my dear faithful readers a photo of me and my niceness. (plus the halo hovering over my head)

NOt only does this photo portrayed accurately my wonderful radiance of innocence, it also show my glow of youthfulness and the spark of intelligence in my eyes.

SEe..!

These two photos on the otherhand reveals the comic talent me Helaine and Aliah have. Not only that, it depicts the flower of naiveness and blush of wacky earnestness in us.

Ahh.. the beauty of youth .

Its not SO easy being so nice and yet stay modest and humble knowing the fact that I am such a nice and wonderful human being.

In fact its pretty darn hard.

I had to make my rounds everyday to my friends telling them not to keep telling people that I'm nice. They tell me all the time that they don't and they won't, and even got to the extend of not picking up my calls or even make a u - turn when they see me on the streets.

One even rushed headlong into a busy road at Orchard Road during peak hour at the mere glimpse of me the other day.

But I know the truth, they do that so they will not be coerced by me not to say I'm nice to other people anymore.

Come on, I know you love me guys, but just let me be the anonymous nice person and stop spreading me around.

I'm exclusive and am a extremely shy and quiet person who likes my privacy and anomity.

Thank you v.much.

Before I end this entry to go polish my halo so it'll be extra bright and shiny to the extend that people have to shield their eyes from its brillance, let me just say this last thing.

Don't say I'm nice anymore. I'll be terribly upset if you do. I do not need people to know of my greatness. I really don't.
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* the person writing this article enjoys reading human psychology as bedside light reading. She particulary enjoys practicing the theories she learnt and finds reverse psychology highly entertaining.

**If you have caught the drift of the article and hint above, you can stop here. If not proceed to footnote below.

*** If above article and hint above is too vague for some readers to understand and really will not upset writer by spreading her greatness around... Let it be known that the writer do like people knowing how nice she is.

... quick, call all your friends to tell them now!

*"Repeat after me : Sam is soooooo nice...."*

Dreams are my reality

2004-08-10T23:50:00.000+08:00

Dreams Are My Reality -- Richard Sanderson

Met you by surprise,
I didn't realize
that my life would change forever
Saw you standing there,
I didn't know I cared
there was something special in the air

Dreams are my reality,
the only kind of real fantasy
Illusions are a common thing
I try to live in dreams
It seems as if it's meant to be

Dreams are my reality,
a different kind of reality
I dream of loving in the night
And loving seems alright
Although it's only fantasy

If you do exist,
honey don't resist
show me a new way of loving
Tell me that it's true,
show me what to do
I feel something special about you

Dreams are my reality,
the only kind of reality
may be my foolishness has past
And may be now at last
I'll see how a real thing can be

Dreams are my reality,
a wonderous world where I like to be
I dream of holding you all night
and holding you seems right
perhaps that's my reality

Met you by surprise,
I didn't realize
that my life would change forever
Tell me that it's true,
feelings that are cue
I feel something special about you

Dreams are my reality,
a wonderous world where I like to be
Illusions are a common thing
I try to live in dreams
although it's only fantasy

Dreams are my reality,
I like to dream of you close to me
I dream of loving in the night
and loving you seems right
Perhaps that's my reality

oohhhh I lurvve french

2004-08-09T23:21:00.000+08:00

Bonjour.. madam..monsieur....

That is the only french I know.. but don't you think french is just ooohh sooo sexy to say? The way it just rolllllllls off your tongue... the way it sounds...oh GOD.. especially the way it sounds..

*dream*

Went to check on the internet about the language and discovered there are a great many english french dictionaries online where you can just type in an english word to check what is the french word for it.

Naturally I was extremely excited.

I think even if a man was reciting "Hansel and Gretel" to me in french, I'll swoon right away...

..come on..!! Not that I can understand what he is talking about anyway!

This is how gaga I am about that language.

I found this website for romantic phrases in other languages online, and these are ze ones moi lurrrve ze most :

When You Want To Start a ConversationSay you're in a bar in Milan. You see someone attractive across the room. Start with one of these. Of course, when they start speaking to you fluently in Italian, you're on your own.
Hello, beautiful (or handsome). Can I buy you a drink?
French: Bonjour, ma belle (mon beau). Pourrais-je vous offrir a boire?
Spanish: Hola, guapo/bonito (guapa/ bonita). Puedo comprarle una bebida?
Italian: Ciao, bella (bello). Posso offrirti qualcosa da bere?
Hungarian: Szia jokepu. Fizethetek Neked egy piat?

Would you like to dance with me?
French: Voulez-vous danser avec moi?
Spanish: Te gustaria bailar conmigo?
Italian: Balliamo?
Hungarian: Akarsz velem tancolni?

When You Want To Express Your AffectionThese sweet nothings are definitely not first-date material. When you're a little further along in your relationship, however, you may use them with abandon to make your partner swoon.

I love you.
French: Je t'aime.
Spanish: Te amo.
Italian: Ti amo.
Hungarian: Szeretlek.

You're my soulmate.
French: Vous êtes mon soulmate.
Spanish: Tu es mi compañero del alma.
Italian: Sei la mia anima gemella.
Hungarian: Ugy erzem, hogy a lelki testverem vagy.

I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
French: Je veux passer la reste de ma vie avec vous.
Spanish: Quiero compartir el resto de mi vida contigo.
Italian: Voglio passare il resto della mia vita con te.
Hungarian: En Veled szeretnem leelni az eletem hatralevo reszet.

Do you know what a pre-nuptial agreement is?
French: Connais-tu les contrats de mariage?
Spanish: Sabes que es un acuerdo prenupcial?
Italian: Sai cos'e un accordo prematrimoniale?
Hungarian: Akarsz csinalni hazassag elotti szerzodest?

If you have tried pronoucing the phrases by saying ti out loud, you will concur with moi that those in french sound ze mossst sexy or excitant.

.. these are just some of the sayings I found on ze website. There are other examples which can be used in other situations which you can view at this website: http://www.mypleasure.com/education/sexed/sexy_lingo.asp?AID=Inktomi

Oh but BEFORE you visit that website first, I must first state that I found the website under yahoo and purely went to that website due to the fact that it have french phrases... of coz I did browse around a little and found this article highly entertainly.. hehe.. guys, its not a bad idea to get my bday gift from here..hehe..

http://www.mypleasure.com/features/bulletins/23.asp

ok adieu ~

SOmewhere out there

2004-08-08T16:05:00.000+08:00

Somewhere Out There --- America Tail

Watched on Disney's Channel the cartoon movie America Tail just now. Nice. Was particulary touched when the mouse sang this song.

Funny, I was never like this song that much before watching the movie, but you know, some songs only became special through association, like through visual or somehow the lyrics struck a chord in you.

Still, nice song. :)

Somewhere out there,
Beneath the pale moonlight,
Someone's thinking of me,
And loving me tonight.
Somewhere out there,
Someone's saying a prayer,
That we'll find one another,
In that big somewhere out there.
And even though I know how very far apart we are,
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star,
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby,
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky!
Somewhere out there,
If love can see us through,
Then we'll be together,
Somewhere out there,
Out where dreams
Come true...

I HaTe SiCk DespEraTe FuCkS!!!! (parT 2!!!!)

2004-08-08T14:18:00.000+08:00

Why do SICK DESPOS KEEP BOTHERING PEOPLE ON SUNDAYS!!!! I'm PRETTY SURE YOU GUYS HAVE DICKS THE SIZE OF A WRILTING FLOWER STALK AND BALLS LIKE WET ROTTING DRIED RASINS THATS WHY YOU HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO THAN DISTURBING NORMAL PEOPLE WITH SICK TALKS HOPING TO RECOMPENSE YOUR PATHETIC PRIVATES BY BEING AN ULTIMATE SEX GOD VERBALLY!!!

YOU KNOW WHAT?

YOU ARE SO WRONG!!!!!!!!!!

YOU ARE AS PATHETIC AS EVER!!!

........

Ok, I'm slightly calmer now.

SICKO!!!
WANKER!!!!
mailto:#@%&$%^&amp;$#@$#^%^%#@!!!!

GO TO HELL YOU SELF COCKSUCKER!!!

I would reccomend you this :

or this :

or even as a last resort, this :

BUt then again I'm pretty sure you have tried each and every single method there is already right?

ANd the point is NOTHING WORKS.

Give up, you are doom to be small FOREVER!

Plus, NO ONE GIVES A SHIT ABOUT YOU!

I don't care.

The baby don't care.

This aging singer don't care.

NOBODY CARES.

I'm pretty sure by now you guys are wondering which stupid up his arse prick got me so pissed right?

Some stupid fuck msg me say hi, this is your favourite indian lover. then pretended to be my friend then say:
"do you miss my...? ;) "
the rest of the message I can't be bothered to type.

If you dare say that in FRONT of me you diseased prick and you will be rewarded with a swift kick in ze balls.

I was not in a gd mood at all coz this is the 2ND time this morning some sick guy msg me hinting sex that never happened.

Why does despos always strike on a Sunday morning?

Evaluation: They tried to get laid all weekend being the sleazeballs that they are at clubs. Getting laid is like their life ambition see. And by Sunday morning when they realised they have FAILED again to even get any drunken girl to get in the sack with them again for the 2443,543,655 time, they panicked coz SUNDAY night is GAY night for most clubs and thus have no choice but msg at random any telephone number in the hope of some last min miracle .

And you know what, most probably they spend their nights curling up to inflatable dolls with models ' faces pasted on the face cut out for magazines.

Ahh.... feels so good after ranting.

*sips liang cha*

oh.. you know that detox article where I was talking about clearing my phone list?

Someone up there has a sense of humour.

After I had detox my phone list, suddenly those people with the detoxed numbers starts calling or msging me. It was awkard going through the "oh, I lost your number..".. especially for one who message me after reading that article to see whether he has been detoxed.

Not a v.gd idea to detox after all.

The Lessons Of MLM and outdoor sales

2004-08-07T21:25:00.000+08:00

If you are one of the rare few who haven't heard of MLM, (which is like 1 in 1000,000 people age over 12..) it stands for Multi Level Marketing.

Which for your benefit I will now explain what is it about you SUA KU!

In case you guys forgot how a tree diagram looks like this is a sample!

Let's just say that your friend persuade you to join the company and you become your friend's downline. You manage to get some friends to join as well and they became your downline. Whatever they sell, you will get a certain percentage. Likewise, whatever you sell, your upline will get a certain percentage. And whatever downline's downlines sell, no matter how extended it is, as long as it links up to you, you will get a cut as well.

Oh and have I mentioned the car incentive where if you attained this certain number of points through your sales, you will get this lump sum of money to buy a car where most of those.. or rather the few that succeeded buy a SLK convertible?!?!?!

Sounds good right? Like a man being sensitive and caring and perfect and in love with us totally ..a hunk to boot and not being gay.. it is too good to be true..

That is why most people are either trying to succeed in the business or dabble in it before, dreaming then that it was really that easy.

Of course if it was really that easy you would see a lot of millionaires by now.

Let me now talk about the wonderful lessons I've learnt from MLM which can be applicable and highly usable in our everyday.. or not so everyday lives.

First, you want to psycho a friend to join an organisation (or a cult..) and you know that if you tell your friend the truth beforehand,he or she will definitely refuse to join. Just say that you just want to meet them to la kopi and "talk".

Preferably at a kopitiam near the designated place where you and the rest of the "members" hang out and can sufficiently persuade him or her to join through group pressure and the overwhelming pressure.

Remember, just give whatever excuse you can to get your friends out.

Lie, lie, lie.

As long as your objective is achieved. Just lie.

How about setting up a business then?

First, get a product that is of aceptable quality and marketbility. Persuade a group of friends to be really damm enthusiatic about it. Go spread the love and convince others of your absolute faith, belief and undying devotion and amazement of such a FANTASTIC product.

It's the sheep's theory. As long a group of people says something is good it must be good.

They will cave in and go with the flow before they know what hit them.

How about outdoor sales then?

Oh its just carrying bags of overpriced small products around singapore and persuading people to buy them.

I had the fun experince of it whenI was 16. It was a school holiday job.

You travel around and just ask people to buy them. Hawkers, stores, office buildings. As long there's people no place is too ulu for us to whack.

Oh yea, objective: lie.

Here's the speech: "Hi mdm, sorry to bother your time, I'm just here doing a promotion for Takashimaya/Popular...*insert any recognisable name*. We are doing a test market right now. Only have 100 piece to sell! It'll be launched next month at $69.90 but now for the test market, we are only selling it for $10! REally $10! How many sets do you want? 1 set? 2? Thank you!"

Sooooo fake right? hahaha.. and the presumptuous "thank you" at the end.. but that is what they teach at the training.

Oh another motivating phrase, "Every no brings you closer to a yes." Its to motivate the promoters not to give up..see.

Its not a job that I would ever go back into, but I don't regret trying coz it has been fun. :) sneaking into office buildings using the carpark lifts.. talking to all kinds of people ..had my first encounter of night life, beers and karaoke through afterwork activities with colleagues...

Ok, lessons learnt: ALways maintain a smile and act that your day has been great after going back to the office at the end of the day... even if you had sold zilch. Its like bloody cadecott hill there.

YOu will have more effective communication if you replicate that's fellow's way of talking. Not only will it make the fellow feel more at ease with you, he most probably can understand you better.

eg. of a wrong example: speaking posh english to a ah pek drinking tiger at a kopitiam.

eg. of a right example: "Halo Unnn ge! Ni hao ma!"

......TO be honest I start off with a lot more ideas than this.. but after that hour just now of finding a photo off the net and painstakingly decorate it so beautifully I'm dead beat now plus my mind is starting to go "uhhhh..."*visualise brain drooling for visual effects*

..I know I said I was tired.. but i couldn't resist.

I need sleep now..

I know you believe me.

I know you do.

You do right?

Tell me you do.

TELL ME YOU DO!!!

You do right?

I'm in a lame mood arn't I.

Why are you reading this then?

Is it that you find this ..captivating?

Sexy? Seductive? Irrrrrrisistable?

Ah shit, what is the topic of this blog again?

*scrolls up to see*

Oh yes.. er.. I think I got it covered before this digression already right?

Good night..

*knock out*

..*snores*

Hi baby, want a ... curry?

2004-08-07T13:15:00.000+08:00

School was celebrating national day early so we were allowed to wear traditional ethnic costumes.

I wore a red indian sari courtesy from jay.

Tada!

Nice???

Was at Jay's house the previous night practicing how tie a sari a whole night through.

Do you know that the whole thing is actually one very lonng piece of cloth where you just fold and tuck into this inner lining skirt?

No zips no buttons. Zitch.

But I have to admit, with the proper technique pass down from Jay's pretty mum, I felt totally secure that it was not going to collapse down on moi.

Too bad I only have a camera phone.. so the pictures will only feature mostly moi~

For group photos's refer to Helaine or Aliah's future postings!

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Went out with Mariam after that to buy Guoqiang's bday prezzie~

Yup, that's Mariam beside moi

Noth of us were exhausted from walking around...plus, my poor feet were in agony wearing uncomfortable but oh so pretty high heels. Needless to say, Mariam had to be the receiver of all my pathetic whining.

Oh,, wana see a 70s Charlie's Angels photo imitation? You know, the one with sunlight streaming in your hair?

Haha...

Reminder : Time to detox darlings!

2004-08-03T22:45:00.000+08:00

I was flipping through the phone list in my handphone just now.

*flip*

*flip flip*

*flip flip flip*

Gosh there are many numbers there!

On closer inspection , I reckon there are about one quarter of them which I have not dialed nor stayed in contact with their owners.
..and I doubt I have any intentions of doing so in the near future.

NOt because of bad feelings , but they have became people I once know in my life, acquaintances that drift into the story of my life saying "hi there" and drifted serenely by and out.

I do appreciated them stopping by and playing a part in whatever lovely.. or not so lovely memory that I randomly reminiscsed about once in a while.

Thus with great nostalgia, I lovingly look at each name and indulge in the sensations each name brings me..

It's great! I feel shivers down my back at the recollection of a horrible event while looking at one and blushing at the sudden rememberance of a sweet memory by the next.

It's like an all-in-one movie experience where you are taken through this whirlwind of emotions and feelings from one extreme to another at the drop of a hat!

..or at the flip to the next name!

I simply love being over dramatic - don't I ? *wry smile*

Anyway, back to those lovely lovely names and numbers.

As I was saying, I was flipping through my phone list and discovered the amount of dusty names in it is increasing.

What do you think I did?

Deleted them of course!

*delete? Yes.*

*delete? Yes.*

*delete? Yes.*

After all they are taking up precious space where I can put in more numbers in my phone list again and new memories to create and to keep.

*flip*

Guilty as charge

2004-08-02T18:26:00.000+08:00

Yesterday night had a midnight conversation 3 way with Fabian and Veron. I was complaining about how bleak my love life was and how the right guy never comes along and even if he does something will definitely happen to fuck it up.

And there I was bitching and moaning about my pathetic love life and why things never work out with the guys that I like and how come I always attract the guys that I don't like when Fabian suddenly interrupted me and say,

"Sam, you are as bad as the men that rejected you what, you treat men like objects."

And it hit me, he is right.

Not that I really treat every guy as an object, just the guys that I date. After the first date, as long as I feel that there is no chemisty for me, I'll give the guy the brush off,meaning never to go out with him ever again even if they are really nice to me because I will feel like I will be wasting his time and mine.

Vice versa, when a guy that I do like does that to me I'll be most miserable and think he is a scumbag.

Ahh.. the vicious cycle of dating.

So what are the proper social etiquettes of first time dating then?

Agreeing to go on a second date just for the sake of it even if you are not interested just for propriety's sake or taking another shot at it?

Personally- nah.

Then can we ensure that with every date there will be a close 100% guarantee of success then?

Mars and Venus baby

2004-08-02T00:20:00.000+08:00

Do people normally do things that are against their gender better nowadays? So if they do, do men and women really need each other? what is the general stereotype of female and male characteristics then?

In the past, Man are suppose to be hunters. We hunt you cook.*grunt grunt* ..kind of species. We don't like to comb over hair, move to a corner when we fart, extremely proud of overselves when we win the loudest belching contest. Clothes? Who cares if they have holes? As long as I'm comfortable in it who cares if I'll get a few shillings in my coffee cup if I just so happen to bend down to tie my shoelace and get misapprehension of being a beggar. Change our undies? Of course we do! Once a month!! Please! What do you think we are?

Nowadays things change, hair oil was invented and replaced using one's spit to style one's hair. The word metrosexual is spawn which give birth to straight gay men, who are so slick and stylish like gays but actually are straight. Don't underestimate them. They know the right kind of toner to use for each skin type, the best place for pedicures and manicures, the right colours to wear.

One of my guy friend use toner every night because he says he have oily complexion... I don't even do that!!!

The best hairstylists are all men. The best cooks are all men. The best dancers are all gays.. but still men.

..and one would have thought a woman would have done those things better.

In the past men are always the provider of women, but now?

Women don't need men to feed them, clothe them, anymore. Gone are the days where women sacrifice their own personal lives or even career to slave for their man and family after marriage. A lot of women are taking charge of their lives and being devoted in their career and think of it as more important then starting a family and having babies. Even for those with families wear the pants in the family or even shares the burden equally with their husbands. A lot of women can be or even more aggressive than men in the business field and according to one of my male friend who is working in a competitive marketing field.. scary competitors.

Women don't even need men for sex anymore. The best thing to rock a woman off and get her into a triple orgasm is a vibrator...not a man...of coz minus the physical intimacy.

Eventually men may realise they don't need women for the physical act of intimacy anymore as well. They have men! :)

Ok let me digress a bit here, if you are a man, before you grimace, maybe being gay is not your thing, it's not mine as well but what's so wrong being crooked in the first place? It's the norm that society place us that define what is the right sexual orientation for people.

Please don't even start protesting that men and women are the right combination coz the way we are built and blah blah blah....

Its the double X and Y chromosomes honey. HOw would you like it if you are a girl trap in a guy's body or vice versa?

Ultimately, as long there are what is considered straight people around man and women do still need each other.. a life without men... being a straight single gal who enjoys dating.. that will be a horror story!

..and one that I hope will never happen for me.. hehe ;)

So are men getting more feminine or are women getting more manly? Other than our physical self how can we differantiate a man and a woman in the long run?

I find that most interesting to view in the future. :)

I HaTe SiCk DespEraTe FuCkS!!!!

2004-08-01T14:52:00.000+08:00

It amazes me sometimes how bad a person's conversation skills could be. Just let me demostrate by retyping from a saved file a conversation with this guy that messaged me from msm this afternoon:

him:Hi there....

me: hi there, sorri was away just now

him:its ok...working today? or at home?

me:nope, at home slacking

him:jus wanna get to know u better...R u on MC now...?what happen to you?

me:yea..have a bad case of sore eyes but getting better now, couldn't open my eyes the day b4.. have 1week's worth of mc.

him:good, so can rest lah...
him:I m actually on leave from 2molo til wed.

me:really how come? what are you working as?

him:T***** *****
him:U?

me:i'm still studying

him:You look like a net fren i use to have, but she's a two timer....

me:huh?ahh.. really? hmm.. you mean she told you?

him:i mean 3timer altogether...
him:No, i found out.
him:one of them is my fren.

me:you mean she two time you and your fren and someone else?

him:Yes...
him:Very shocked to find out.
him:Singapore is so small. Found out myself in orchard..
She skipped my appointment to say that she has a modelling assignment to do n guess what i saw her shopping wif a guy in Takashimaya..

me:woooahh.. haha.. must be a difficult experience to forget

him:she is a bit slimmer on the face... u look jus like her in this pic.

me:ermm.. ok

him:Of course, u dun look exactly like her...jus have a slight resemblance...
...when u smile...

me:..er..ok

him:so MC till when?

me:till next thursday

him:so can study at home...good wat...

him:where are u stayin at?

me:tampines

him:hmm...so many of my frens stay bedok...tampines...

him:is this ur latest pic? cos the previous one is a short hair one...i think.

me:no the previous one is with my hair up

him:ok...

him:how tall are u by the way?

me:1.7

him:wow...tall for a girl...me 1.72
him:you have a full size photo?
him:are u born in the year 1983?

me:sorri gtg!

him:I logging out now...sms when u are free at this no. 9*******. cheers!

him:If u are really bored during ur MC day...can go out have coffee together...

*I logged out*

Arrrrggghhhh...!!!

Of coz this isn't the worst.

What do you expect me to do?!?!! Go all awwww... you baby.. oh your ex girlfriend who LOOKED and SMILED like me THREE timed YOU??!!? Let me prove it to you that we women are not that bad by comforting you day and night and try to nurse your broken little heart back by giving you all the TLC that you need..

Please don't say I'm a hard hearted bitch.. but please... if you seriously think the best way to know a girl is by opening the conversation by telling her about your traumatic past relationship you are seriously W.R.O.N.G . Gone are the days where women fall foolishly to comfort their new found new male friend who happens to be all heart broken .. grow up! We have bad relationships before as well!

ANd goodness.. what's with wanting my full size photo as well???

I felt like I was in a arranged marriage session where my fate of ever getting married is the approval of that creep that I hardly know.

ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!

Plus for all those guys who likes to go online in search for sex,
"hi there, wan to have sex?"
or
"Can I suck your breast?"
or
"anyone wants to suck my cock?
or
"I like to lick pussy"
etc etc etc...

Have you ever wonder why you have to go online to have sex is because you are so disgusting that no one will EVER want to have sex with you??!

Think about that, I'm sure you have tried to go to nightclubs and leer at girls thinking that it was such a sexy expression and that some dingbat who had too much to drink would be magnetised by your electric charms and have sex with you.

If you are fat and have large man breasts as well... why don't you SUCK them for a change.. of course you would if your triple chin can allow your pouting lips to reach them you sick fuck!!!

About sucking your cock.. I'm sure you have a cock the size it was on the day you was born and underneath the folds of fats it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack..

...at this rate, the highest probability of it being sucked in anyway is you attaining the highest level of yoga thus even you are as round as a ping pong ball you may be flexible enough to suck your own balls.

.. or use a vaccum cleaner if you are really that desperate.

About licking a pussy, well, I do not have a cat but my friend does, and I'm sure if you do you have one clean tabby cat.

I know I digress a bit, well, back to that guy who is so baaaad in makinng small talk.

Come on, it isn't that difficult actually, just talk as if you are talking to any other friend of yours. Just go with the mentality of you have already get to know the person, the ice have been broken and then just be yourself.

Of course with some limitations of coz, if you normally have the habit of spewing vulgarities all the time with your mates.. I do suggest hold that part first.

Day By Day

2004-08-01T11:51:00.000+08:00

purple love

Day By Day - Astrud Gilberto

Day by Day
Im falling more in love with you
And day by day
My love seems to grow
There isn't any end to my devotion
It's deeper, dear, by far
Than any ocean
I find that day by day
You're making all my dreams come true
So come what may
I want you to know
I'm yours alone
And I'm in love to this day
As we go through the years
Day by day
Im yours alone
And Im in love to this day
As we go through the years
Day by Day

Why~~~~~~~~

2004-07-31T23:03:00.000+08:00

Why Why Why...!!!

Let me backtrack. For starters, I have a ONE week mc. Give me that a few months ago you would have seen me kicking in the air for joy, and brandishing it like a trophy for all to see and let my envious friends wrilt in my beaming light of happiness radiating off my gloating visage.

But noooo fate is so cruel to me. At the moment, it's wriggling its big ugly fat bottom in my face and going "nanay nanny boo hoo"

I have a case of really really bad sore eyes.

Don't underestimate it. It is really bad! I can't even open my eyes yeaterday for goodness sake. I even find the semblence of light in a totally dark room glaring. My sensitivity for light was even worse than a dying vampire... assuming that what we read always that vampires can't abhore the light is true.

Went to the polyclinic yesterday morning, the doctor who saw me thinkit was so bad that she referred me to changi hospital immediately to check for ulcers or any kind of cornea damage..scared me for a moment there too!.. so thank god its just a really bad case of sore eyes. My eyes were so painful and sensitive though..! Had to rely on my mum on the journey back home coz I can't open my damm eyes at all. Felt like I'm actually blind for real.

Backtrack again. Went to Zouk on wednesday. I was soooo drunk.. and I had only 2 glasses! My alcohol tolerance used to be way better than that.. *sulk*.

..eyes starting to irritate me again.. time to wrap the cloth around my head to play the role of the blind man again... sighhhh..

OverjoY

2004-07-27T23:32:00.000+08:00

Overjoy - Stevie Wonder

Over time, I've been building my castle of love
Just for two, though you never knew you were my reason
I've gone much too far for you now to say
That I've got to throw my castle away

Over dreams, I have picked out a perfect come true
Though you never knew it was of you I've been dreaming
The sandman has come from too far away
For you to say come back some other day

And though you don't believe that they do
They do come true
For did my dreams
Come true when I looked at you
And maybe too, if you would believe
You too might be
Overjoyed, over loved, over me

Over hearts, I have painfully turned every stone
Just to find, I had found what I've searched to discover
I've come much too far for me now to find
The love that I've sought can never be mine

And though you don't believe that they do
They do come true
For did my dreams
Come true when I looked at you
And maybe too, if you would believe
You too might be
Overjoyed, over loved, over me

And though the odds say improbable
What do they know
For in romance
All true love needs is a chance
And maybe with a chance you will find
You too like I
Overjoyed, over loved, over you, over you

Is Timing Everything?

2004-07-19T21:32:00.000+08:00

"ahoy mate"

Recently conversations between girlfriends are revolving around missed ships, basically guys that you almost boarded but in the end sailed off without you and even worse, with someone else.

Every singleton is like a ship in harbour waiting to sail off with the next person on deck on a journey of unpredictable weather forecast. The matter is to meet someone at the right time.

Is timing everything in order to get hold of a ship that wants to sail good?

One of my girfriend said that for her case, the ship in question wants to sail but she still wants to tour around to see what's available. In the end, when she have finally made up her mind to sail, the ship has left.

Another wanted to sail right away, but the ship in question have not got rid of its last cargo yet. She sailed off in another ship in the end.

For my case, in the past, I wanted to sail, he does not, and he even literally sailed off to another country.

Now, there is this other ship that keeps giving the signal of wanting to sail right away but everytime when I thought it will, some crisis comes up to postphone the journey. Initially was willing full heartedly to sail out with him but now, the rush of feelings have died down a lot. Do not even know whether will board it in the end anymore seeing the confusing unstability of this particular ship..

Anyway, I say that timing has to do with everything. Its already not that easy for 2 people to connect. If you do find that certain someone who makes your heart skip a beat and brings a glow to your face and a smile to your lips, stop thinking about the other ships anymore. Of course, if you still do want to check out the other ships lining up to make sure you are making the best choice, just make sure you don't wipe your tears when you turn around and see that your pass has expired and your ship has left the harbour. If its the other way round and the ship that you set your sights on does not want to sail, that's his problem, there's always the lines of available ships still docking at the habour right? ;)

~Bon voyage~

Does a overdramatic show of devotion always proves that one is religious? I think not.

2004-07-19T18:22:00.000+08:00

Do you really believe or is this just an act of habit?

Ever been to a church recently?

Had a friend who went to a church service 2 weeks ago and told me of her experience there. Basically there was a lot of worshippping which comprises of a lot of screaming, tears, antagonised expressions..even going weak at the knees and fainting.

What I want to know is what happened to all the good wholesome services where people just go there to worship peacefully, listen to the pastor preach and go home with no smudged mascara and feeling peaceful?

I am not someone that goes to church on a regular basis nor do I count myself as a christian. I do think that everyone have gone to such services at least once in their lives.

Is there really a need to go all hysterical when praying?

If there is, how come they don't do that in the past?

I've been to a few chruch services here courtesy of my christian friends who feel they need to introduce some spiritual guidance in my life. Don't get me wrong, I am not anti-christ, I do believe there's a creator. Nothing can come out of nothing right?

Some really anti-God people have asked me how was God created then?

HOw would I know? I'm not God. Ask Him yourself after you have taken your last breathe.

No matter how many theories or ideas one may have about the source of existance of God.. or us, that's just a whole load of speculations. Unless God just come beaming out from the fluffy clouds like the ones we see in cartoons or the old version of Hercules and say " Yoo hoooo!" no one can actually know is He there or not. That's where the Faith kicks in.

I think it's a onion peel theory and we are only the outer surface of it. But anyway, I just think there's a creator, end of story, and that everyone's been praying to the same Creator although there are so many versions of it.

Ok, back to the current show of antagonised undying devotion.

I think this intense show of emotions is encouraged for cultivating passion in the church go-ers. Come on, anyone can cry and look deeply engrossed in praying and such, but does everyone who did that really devoted? I do not think so.

Its all such a BIG display just for appearences sake. I'm not saying that everyone there is a fake but there are more than a few. I've seen people who sinned so much in that week yet suddenly turns to an angel on sunday.. and the cycle continues. It's as if they have to show it because everyone's doing that, the crying, singing happy, and may I say again, the antagonised look.. as if they have constipated for 3 months.. or have seen the face of an angel right THERE.

There was one point in my life where I had go to this particular chuch regularly, main reason I went there is because I like their preaching...but there's a hitch. They believe in the show of emotions mentioned aboved.

I must admit, I did fake looking emotional and spiritual and entirely touched..sometimes.

Hey, I was under pressure.. coz everyone's doing it!Haha..

But I did feed my my need for spiritual guidance though.. the service and preaching is good..but having to go there every week to be a mediacorp actress in training, bad.

I have to say though, this new way of church service has been pretty effective, especially for youngsters. If the strategy's good and more flock has been led in by the shepherd, why not right? Makes me wonder sometimes that does this need of overdramatic expression reflects the need for affections for the people here thus need to compensate by bursting it out in this fashion coz hey, you can't really do that in a relationship without the other party thinking you are a psycho right?

A lot of blogs that I read reflects that actually there is a lot of lonely people out there. People are required to be able to keep emotions in check at all times to give image of a self possessed, cultivated, civilised rational person.Praying to God is perhaps the only way that one can just let go one's emotions at full force without being judged by people or making them feel that you are sick.

She will be loved

2004-07-18T23:54:00.000+08:00

She Will Be Loved - Maroon 5

Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else

I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved

Tap on my window, knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore

It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain, oh
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved

I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls

Tap on my window, knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful

I don't mind spending every day
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved

Please don't try so hard to say goodbye
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain

Please don't try so hard to say goodbye

HOw life treating you bitch?

2004-07-13T12:14:00.000+08:00

I need an adventure.

Life has been uninteresting and boring this past week ever since the exams ended, its like Frodo going through that long exilerating journey full of suffering and pain and when everything has ended and he goes back to that bloody Shire, bliss lasts for a while and then boredom sets in and the need to roam and look for something interesting to occupy my time and mind starts again.

Three guys walk into a bar... ...my god.. there are just too many ways to end that one.

Pc is down...or rather the moniter is. Last time it flickers as if willing to delude itself into thinking that its a freaking star. I think I must have listen to the song "when you wish upon a star" at night too much.

After that it sorts of think its alive coz it starts to swell slightly as if to show its breathing...and then it just dies out. I think its hiberating itself.

You know what they say about things and their owners. They resembles each other. God, I'm delusional and have my head up in the clouds thinking all sorts of stuff all the time as well no wonder my pc is doing the same intead of just being contented being a non-animated object.

Stuff that I usually do when I am bored:
1. read
2. shop
3. have coffee with friends
4. surf the net
5. go out with friends
6. watch cable

But, I'm broke, plus I can't borrow books out of the library coz my overdue fines are too much and as I've mentioned, my pc has spoiled.(I'm using the school pc btw,and its sooo much faster than my inefficient and can't believe its cable speed pc!arrrggghh!!!).. and there's nothing gd on tv.. even cable..*sulk*

The fate of Spidy..how do you think he will fare in Singapore?

2004-07-12T13:17:00.000+08:00

What if Peter Parker got all fed up in his hometown and decides to migrate to Singapore?

1.He will definitely require a flying through webbing licence.

2.Spidy will need to clean up all his little webs he leave about when swinging from tower to tower like Tarzan on vines, otherwise he will be fined for $500 and made to perform correctional work, Spidy or not.

3.He will most probably find his need love interest in the form of a young convent school girl (st margarets? katong convent?)..named Faith.

4. ...most probably may set tongues wagging and spoil reputation of a superhero by having a relationship with a young convent school girl.

5. Will be forced to wear a more "decent" looking attire than that figure-hugging spandex outfit, as a lot of residents wrote letters of complaint to the goverment about the indecent and disturbing sight of a red and blue weirdo swinging by their windows of a 12th floor HDB block.

6.Spidy will have have no villians to bust anyway due to our efficient goverment and our most hardworking police force.

7.Plus, he will be too tired to go about swinging about at night to bust criminals as he had to work overtime everyday monday to saturday..and even maybe sunday to finish up that project that he had to hand up to the boss first thing monday.

8. Furthermore, with all that fines that he have to pay,plus all that licence he had to acquire,hey..why bother!!!

9.Singapore is really too hot to swing about in that get-up.It'll be a wonder if he didn't get sun stroke or over dehydration first.

10. Again,red and blue spandex outfit? Most probably we will die laughing at his gauche outfit then marvel at his abilities...

verdict: think if he really decides to move here, will be more practical for him to offer rides around by him, $60 for a 20mins ride...will be more profitable for him and also a great use for his super powers as well.

Maybe

2004-07-07T13:51:00.000+08:00

I feel good today. No idea why though, maybe its because I got out of the right side of my bed, maybe it's because of the lazing in bed till 11 this morning, maybe it's because I gave myself a self-declared holiday from school today, maybe it's because my mid year torture has just ended, maybe it's because I am listening to a deliciously happy song right now, maybe its because I'm going to town later to have a nice dinner, maybe it's because I'm gonna look pretty coz I'm dressing up later, maybe its because I'm gonna go out with my two darling best friends later, maybe my endorphins decided to give myself a treat today, maybe it's because of the perfect weather outside, maybe it's because my complexion look a bit better today, maybe it's because my eye bags disappear momentarily for today, maybe it's because my room is in a neat state again, maybe it's because I'm so enthralled by the idea of the idea that a weekend of non-studying is drawing near, maybe it's because I love the idea of night drawing near and I'll be sitting down having a drink somewhere with my friends looking at twinkle lights and laughing together, maybe it's this fantasy of meeting a tall.. dark.. handsome stranger tonight....

...ahhhhhh..I wonder why, but for now, life just feels gooooood. ;)

BetchaByGollyWow

2004-07-04T05:57:00.000+08:00

Prince

NOw this is a song which I will truly love forever... its so nice..! Would love to dance to it though.. :) Perfect.

Betcha By Golly Wow - Prince

There's a spark of magic in your eyes
Candyland appears each time you smile
Never thought that fairy tales came true
But they come true when I'm near you
You're a genie in disguise
Full of wonder and surprise, and

Chorus:
Betcha by golly, wow
You're the one that I've been waiting for
Forever
And ever will my love for you
Keep growing strong
Keep growing strong

If I could, I'd catch a falling star
To shine on you
So I 'll know where you are
Paint a rainbow in your favorite shades
To show I love you
Thinking of you
Write your name across the sky
Anything you ask, I'll try, 'cause

Chorus

Baby, sometimes,
A man can't find words to express
All the things he feels inside
But every just so often
The words of another
Who's truly in love
Seem to work out fine
To say I love you (I love you)
They say I'm thinkin' of you

Chorus
I love you baby

p.s anyone who wants to d'l it approach me, am most willing to share one of the most wonderful song to you~~! :)

Fly Me To The Moon

2004-07-03T18:04:00.000+08:00

Well Helaine, I've tried looking for songs that have no connection to love at all, but failed to do so. I can only deduced that just so happen that all the songs I ever liked have hints of love in them? It's hard not to anyway, almost all nice songs with lovely melodies are love songs anyway. heh!

Fly Me To The Moon - Frank Sinatra

Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like on
Jupiter and Mars

In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me

Fill my heart with song
And let me sing forever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore

In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you

Fill my heart with song
Let me sing forever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore

In other words, please be true
In other words
In other words
I love you

Gaga session over Colin & Hughie

2004-07-03T14:25:00.000+08:00

No my dear Aliah, I am mesmerised by them both.

Both are so different and goddam attractive in their own way..*drool*. For Colin Firth, its the smouldering look, soulful eyes and oh so serious demenour that is so attractive to behold.

gorgeous

For Hugh Grant,its the accent, twinkly eyes, the mega watt smile.

handsome hughie

In the movie,Hugh Grant's persona is the bad boy that is great for a short term relationship to satisfy a female's carnal side. The thing about bad boys is that they are exciting.. for a while. Bridget hits it right when she rejects him and throw him back the quote he said to her before, she is looking for something more extraordinary than that.

hiya hunk

Simply loved Grant in Notting hill...*melts*

Julia Roberts says near the end of the movie to Hugh Grant "..and don't forget, I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her."

smouldering

On the other hand, look at Colin, one can simply melt into his eyes.... you have to admit, both of them are sexy as hell.

great smile..

Bridget finally kisses Mark Darcy in the end and exclaimed in surprise,
"Hey,wait a minute, nice boys don't kiss like that."
..afterwhich Mark gave her a smouldering look and replied
"Yes they fucking do."

The nice boy with the hint of bad boy inside...heee

ahhh...

For those of you who thought that the word "fucking" was not supposed to be there in the dialogue, well, its not that coz it's censored in Singapore. According to my internet downloaded version of the movie, oh yes it fucking have that fucking word in there.

http://colinfirth.hollywoodthing.com/index.htm
http://colinfirthshop.com/
http://hughgrant.stufftosee.com

comical last

Came across this photo of Hugh Grant as a "bunny boy" while surfing for his pictures to post.. thought you guys like a good laugh as I did so post it as well. Can't wait for Bridget Jones's Diary sequel "The Edge Of Reason". :)

And thanks to Aliah for contributing to my fav.line in the whole movie in Bridget's Jones's Diary:

Mark Darcy: I like you, very much.
Bridget: Ah, apart from the smoking and the drinking, the vulgar mother and... ah, the verbal diarrhea.
Mark Darcy: No, I like you very much. Just as you are.

For Nostalgic Reasons

2004-07-02T22:51:00.000+08:00

Was watching Bridget Jone's Diary just now..wonderful movie..ahhhh.. I would kill to be in her shoes ..who wouldn't? Colin Firth is just too delicious to resist..heee..

Anyway this is one of the songs in the movie.. had download this song before but was erased when pc crashed and forgot all about this song till just now. I've always like this song v.much. While listening to it..suddenly brings back unexpected memories...

..and for a split second I thought I felt a sliver of that emotion coming back, luckily I was wrong. Some things just can't be forgotten instantly I guess. :)

Out Of Reach - Gabrielle

Knew the signs
Wasn't right
I was stupid for a while
Swept away by you
And now I feel like a fool
So confused,
My heart's bruised
Was I ever loved by you?

Out of reach, so far
I never had your heart
Out of reach,
Couldn't see
We were never
Meant to be

Catch myself
From despair
I could drown
If I stay here
Keeping busy everyday
I know I will be OK

But I was
So confused,
My heart's bruised
Was I ever loved by you?

Out of reach, so far
I never had your heart
Out of reach,
Couldn't see
We were never
Meant to be

So much hurt,
So much pain
Takes a while
To regain
What is lost inside
And I hope that in time,
You'll be out of my mind
And I'll be over you

But now I'm
So confused,
My heart's bruised
Was I ever loved by you?

Out of reach,
So far
I never had your heart
Out of reach,
Couldn't see
We were never
Meant to be

Out of reach,
So far
You never gave your heart
In my reach, I can see
There's a life out there
For me