i must be cruel to be kind; thus bad begins and worse remains behind.

change url

2006-02-07T20:57:00.000+08:00

i know i know.. i've been shifting, changing and moving..
http://pygmylulu.livejournal.com

amused

2006-01-26T23:59:00.000+08:00

You're a Playful Kisser

Kissing is a huge game for you, a way to flirt and play
You're the first one to suggest playing spin the bottle at a party
Or you'll go for the wild kiss during a game of truth or dare
And you're up for kissing any sexy stranger if the mood is right!

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

some random pics

2006-01-26T21:23:00.000+08:00

some random pics over dinner..

dinnner with you is always great =)

nail art

2006-01-25T14:23:00.000+08:00

pretty nails for a pretty year ahead.

crap.. i'm such a bimbo.

cs226

2006-01-25T10:08:00.000+08:00

my masterpeice.
purely fictional.
nice??

falling in love

2006-01-25T00:36:00.000+08:00

sometimes i just wonder how it feels to fall in love.
i'm not implying that i'm in an unhappy relationship or that i do not love my baby, it's just that when you're in a long term relationship, you don't fall in love anymore. you're just in love.

what is it like to anticipate?
what is it like to play the game of hard to get?
what is it like to have butterflies in my stomach when "the guy" holds my hand?
what is it like to feel sad and disappointed when the guy doesnt call?
what is it like to feel angry and jealous when i see "the guy" checking out another girl?
what is it like to feel sad when both are in love but can't love?
what is it like?

when i think about all these questions, i think about baby.
i think about how we met,
how we tease each other,
how i got jealous,
how i anticipated,
how we held hands,
how we fell in love,
how we got thus far.
when i think of all these... i smile.
smile at the memory of falling in love.

too much drama.
no more!!!

pics

2006-01-23T18:18:00.000+08:00

as promised..

isnt it cool? this year they have all the different zodiac projected onto the buliding. and oh, they even have a mini presentation for the tourists!!!

yea, that's all.. pathetic right??

pre CNY

2006-01-20T10:22:00.000+08:00

i would say that my relationship with CNY is a hate-love relationship.
i'm not contradicting myself.
let's start with the love part...
what is CNY without the goodies, abalone, gambling, big ang baos and a visit to chinatown?
yes, chinatown...
dont you just love breathing in the stuffy air (sounds sick doesnt it?) hear the familiar touting shouts and get attracted by the asethetic colors?
even for a crowd-hater like me, it seems like sth that i cant afford to miss every CNY.

trying to get pics taken is a challenge though..
other than ang mohs, all others holding on to a camera and taking shots in the middle of the street just look somewhat outta place.
passer-bys would stare, stall owners would walk out to check..
i was so tempted to shout.. WHAT's WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE??!!! I JUST WANT MY PICTURE TAKEN!!!

getting both of us in the picture is yet another challenge.
lulu: i want to see the background
baby: give me the camera, your hands are too short.
lulu: fine.
(after the pic was taken)
baby: see, nice
lulu: my chin is not in the pic
baby: why are you so short?

what can i say??

lulu: next time we should get a camera stand.
baby: ya, so that we can place it there, set the self timer and allow people to grab and and run right?

...

will post up the pathetic few pics later,
cos my cable grew legs.

to the hate part of CNY.
for people who are 25 and above and without a partner, reason for hating CNY is obvious.
for me, it's so much more superficial, material and bimbotic.
haha..

ten things i hate about CNY
1) eating/not being able to eat things that i love cos of weight issues
2) seeing some annoying relatives (ok, it's nothing much, just that their faces irks me)
3) relatives' praises (wow, so big alr, so pretty) not only does it get me embarrassed, it bores me (hellooo.. i know that i'm pretty..)
*lol*
4) gambling (cos i ALWAYS end up losing)
5) angbaos (cos it's getting smaller with every passin year)
6) the early morning (waking up early to get to my granny's place is really a hassle)
7) the "can't dos" (why can't i break a bowl, sweep the floor or quarrel with my mom??!! I WANT TO WEAR BLACK!)
8) greetings (will people really fa cai if i say gong xi fai cai?? NO!!! why must i greet my cousins who are only a few years older than i am jie jie?! disgusting!!)
9) the mandarin oranges (since they're nice and healthy to eat, why must we give 2 nice and juicy ones to people in exchange for 2 old and wrinkled ones?)
10) the visiting (other than the possible big ang baos, there's nothing to look forward to visiting unrelated people; meaning dad's wife's godmother's mother.. sth like that. totally unrelated. what am i to say??)

later~

traumatised

2006-01-18T09:03:00.000+08:00

after a near death experience this morning,
i'm still kinda in the stoney mode, still extremely traumatised.
red, swollen eyes from the crying,
trembling hands, thumping heart,
butterflies in my stomach.
amongst the mixed feelings, the strongest is betrayal;
i betrayed the trust that my baby gave me.

back to what actually happened this morning.
i was in a daze after the pathetic 5 hours nap.
( sleep less than 10 hours is not considered sleep)
don't ask me what i was doing the night before,
cos whatever it was, it's nothing productive.
was supposed to drop baby in school before taking his precious car away.
was about to make an exit due to the horrible morning traffic when i was scared outta my guts.
i was looking for an opportunity to cut left when i did not realise that the car right in front of me had stopped, when i look in front again to the shouts of baby, i had to swerve the car to the left immediately to avoid a crash.
the sharp swerve caused the car to swing agressively towards the left and then to the right, back to the left;
the car had lost control.
gosh.
for that brief moment, i thought i was going to die...
but thank God.

i have decided to give up driving for the time being.
it's just too scary.

should i?

2006-01-12T22:02:00.000+08:00

think i have left this space in the lurch for way too long.
but... should i make a come back?
or should i just delete this space?

attention

2005-12-08T21:26:00.000+08:00

i'm caught in a dilemma..
"what is the main motivation for blogging?"
i ask myself.
when i first started my blog, i wanted to pen my thoughts, vent my frustrations..
just like what many others say "i want to be able to say whatever i want to say."
i have to agree with that, that was my initial motivation.
shortly after that, my motivation for blogging changed.
as more friends became regular patrons of my site,
i started talking about less personal issues,
more about the stuff that has been keeping me busy,
my happy and stress free life was of cos a facade of my life as a mortal being.
ups and downs are inevitable.
but who wants to write about their woes when you know that all beings are judegemental?
"hey you ok? why are you always talking about sad stuff?"
ALWAYS? since when?
when word gets around that you have a blog,
pests will automatically find their way to get to you.
it's weird.. really.
they are like some ominous character,
knowing your every step.
but so unlike God, they are out to wreck you.
they post all kinds of anoynomous messages,
obsecene.
i used to get really affected, but i'm proud to declare,
i do not care anymore.
the reason why these people left out their names is because they are afraid that others will know,
because they themselves know that insulting others in such an irrational manner is rude and childish.
sick of all the obsceneity i moved my blog.
to somewhere i can once again pen my thoughts, vent my frustrations and write whatever pleases me.
now that i have a whole new URL,
the low traffic depresses me.
no, i dowan to be like xiaxue or the sarongpartygirl,
i do not want reporters coming after me asking wth i've written on my blog,
neither do i want to post naked pics of myself to up the traffic...
i'm once again lazy to drag my fat ass to the com,
but on the other hand, i am reluctant to leave friends disappointed whenever they visit my site.
sigh..
i'm such a fuss.

happy

2005-12-02T13:21:00.000+08:00

hols been great so far..
guess the method lilian told me is working.
haha..
will post up pics soon!
anyway, our BJ story is up on ST website!!!
woohoo!
http://vodcast.straitstimes.com

hols

2005-11-21T11:53:00.000+08:00

it's weird..
it's weird how i've got it all planned out before exams ended and how i am frigging lazy to carry out what i promised myself.
call me lazy bum.. cos i really am.
anyway, once again, my life is all about work.. nothing but work.
i've been thinking of giving myself a nickname to facilitate my work..
people have given me a few suggestions.. sadly, all sounded kinda stupid.
apple
orange
cherry
mango
moon
pinky
loads more.. just that i cant recall.
boring morning.
boring day..
sigh.

what a day

2005-11-15T14:51:00.000+08:00

what a day...
what a day...
what a boring day.

came across this comic strip in my text..
thought it's pretty interesting.
talks about how perception differs.

found in my text.. again.
perked me up... a lil.
see the power of punctuations.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------

dear john:

i want a man who knows what love is all about. you are generous, kind, thoughtful. people who are not like you admit to being useless and inferior. you have ruined me for other men. I yearn for you. i have no feelings whatsoever when we are apart. I can be forever happy - will you let me be yours?

Mary

---------------------------------------------------------------------------

dear john:

i want a man who knows what love. is all about you are generous, kind, thoughtful people, who are not like you. admit to being useless and inferior. you have ruined me. for other men, I yearn. for you, i have no feelings whatsoever. when we are apart, I can be forever happy. will you let me be?

yours,
Mary

---------------------------------------------------------------------------

stream of consciousness

2005-11-15T11:18:00.000+08:00

fuck 224 stupid exams hate it hate it hate it fucking boring holiday australia hong kong oysters hungry lecherous men yucks old disgusting eww new phone expensive thousand bucks money work irritating customers two headed snake stupid exams dance clubbing zouk sleep baby love ugly cushion stinky big nose fat cheeks gucci bag car car car SLK shit bullshit nonsense no more dinner breakfast hiking christmas yea! bukit timah hill carpet magic carpet fly bangkok shopping clothings accessories gay pub why not zouk out phuture darn need to study i want waxing evelyn no time three pink red silly i-drop so many things so lil time shut up study now 224 hate 224 stupid 224 fuck!

sleepy heads

2005-11-14T09:56:00.000+08:00

woke up to see baby smiling in his sleep.
can't help but took some shots...

so in love...

my stick on

2005-11-13T22:42:00.000+08:00

it's an understatement to say that my bf amuses me.
the buckle of my bra broke and i was about to toss it.
and this is what he did.

there were more interesting poses,
but he refused to let me snap..
next time i should just hide in a corner with my camera ready every moment.
hah.

The balcony

2005-11-13T16:53:00.000+08:00

Have you seen it?
the new pub at the hereens?
was at the opening yesterday.. The deco there is way cool.
feels like we're at Arabian night or sth.
too bad the waitresses are not dressed in sexy bikinis.
the waiters look cute though..
their uniforms look like what the slaves would wear back in those old days.
you'll get what I mean when you see it. Cute!
we met the MOS DJ as well.. Cute ang moh guy.

the food there is good,
the ambience is great,
but still, we din really enjoy ourselves yesterday.
2 stupid guys (lecherous old men would be more appropriate) destroyed our wonderful evening.
one of them was touchy, rude and to top it up, he was drunk.
the other one? touchy, flirty and suggestive.. but lucky for us, our savior came; his gf.
and there's only one word to describe the waitress: rude.
though the deco is nice, but it feels like they havent given much thought to the comfort of the guests.
the stairway is NEVER designed for girls wearing skirt, or rather, it's designed for the feast of the eyes of old lecherous men.
some of the seats are like beds, some of it are made out of teak, while others are made out of rough, scratchy material.
to sum it up, if you're in mini skrts, the best thing to do it to STAND around downstairs.
despite the already limited and warm space, there's a warm jacuzzi pool in the middle of the upper deck.
FOR WHAT? to up the temp or to take up more space?!
the weirdest thing of all is the unisex toilet... you get guys budging in when you're applying make up or adjusting your bra.
bleagh!
don think we'll ever go back there again.

over.. well, almost

2005-11-10T16:01:00.000+08:00

exams are almost over.
woohoo..
i'm so looking forward to what lies ahead.
will be posting up more pics... =)

sigh

2005-11-09T07:27:00.000+08:00

this has been a bad sem for me.
but well, it's all coming to an end, soon.
today's 201 and if you ask me, all concepts are still pretty foreign.
i can't remember who did what, with who, where and with what effects.
why didnt Freud think of someways to purge inner inteliigence or subconscious memory so that during exams, all that i've read will just flow?
God...

friends

2005-11-06T22:29:00.000+08:00

it is sad to realise that as you grow older,
your pool of close friends just gets smaller.
i'm not sure whether i'm being over sensitive,
or perhaps all the mugging is going to my head,
the truth is, i'm tired.
no matter how hard i've tried,
it doesnt matter anymore.
all along, i feel that i'm the only one trying,
the one who bothers,
the one who cares and loves,
the one who's trying hard to spark the extinguished flame,
to revive the former flare,
the one who tries to get things back on track though i have no idea when it went out,
the one who's still siding you,
the one who's still here,
the only one...
am i just a shelther where you run to when you need some where to rest your tired heart
and abandon when your heart is well enough to love?
it's really saddening.
but at the same time,
i'm glad, to finally see that you're not worth my time.
please don't blame me, i've tried... hard.

birthdays

2005-11-06T00:43:00.000+08:00

it's a weekend of festivity.
i'm totally in the mood for some fun and celebration,
which is bad.

friday

saturday

the second picture's interesting.
i just love all these candid shots.

time to mug..
or should i say... time to TRY mugging.
lol

amusing boyfriend

2005-11-04T02:59:00.000+08:00

while some girls grow sick of their guys,
i find my guy getting more and more amusing.
maybe it is due to the overworked brains,
which i highly doubt so, he behaved in an erratically amusing manner today.
this is what happend.
i was in the room mugging, when i left my precious pooh for a short break,
he looked like this

after a glass of water and a short peek at the tv,
pooh bear was in distress..

when baby came in, i asked
"dear, what did you do to poor pooh?"
this was his immediate response.

*roll eyes*

Halloween

2005-11-03T00:46:00.000+08:00

came across this article when i should be studying.
gues what paris hilton wore for halloween?
nah.. you don't even have to guess!

of feminism and equality

2005-11-02T13:26:00.000+08:00

growing up in a single parent family,
i've learnt to be adaptable and independent.
i might look otherwise, cos really, i prefer the easy way out.
i prefer having someone, i prefer being dependent, i prefer being loved.
but in life, many things don't go your way.
while i'm being loved and pampered, i know i need to learn independence.
men, to me, has always been disposable.
you have it, you're lucky.
you don't have it, you won't die.
so, all these years i have cultivated this strong sense of belief
i believe in equality,
i believe in girl power,
i believe in myself.

wait wait wait..
before you think that i'm going to preach all about feminism,
you're wrong.
in fact, i'm not a staunch feminist.
all i want to do today is to mock,
mock all those feminist extremist.

warning:
to all stauch feminists,
or disinterested parties...
you can stop reading.

what do i really mean when i say i believe in equality?
i want to be given equal opportunites in life.
equal job opportunities,
equal promotion opportunities.
now, what i don't understand is, why do some people want equality in ALL aspects?
When God created Adam and Eve, He made us different. why defy God?
Come on, when it comes to stuff like carrying shopping bags,
reparing the air-con,
being the bread winner,
picking me up from work,
showering me with gifts,
i'd still want my guy to wear the pants.
guys ARE inherently stronger,
guys ARE inherently taller,
guys ARE inherently better drivers,
guys ARE less emotional.. undeniable facts.
now, please don't react violently to my statements.
if you are stronger, taller, drive better and cry less than your man,
good for you.
of cos i do recognise exceptionals.
i'm just generalizing which, by the way, is true most (not all) of the time.
for one, i don't see myself as a lousy driver (just amatuer =p)
sometimes i do find myself going "God, lady driver"
ok, that was a side track.
my idea is, guys and girls ARE different.
there is no equality in the first place.
go serve the nation if you really think equality is at the top of your priority list.
but note! different does not mean inferior.

women gain an upperhand when it comes to organising,
we have better memories and we are more linguistically inclined.
we dare to speak, dare to voice out, dare to try.
unable to win arm wrestling with your guy doesn't make you less human.
unable to remember your birthday doesnt make him less human as well,
though you and i know he will end up with great trouble!

there are several occasions where i dont want equality at all!
imagine this, your guy got reprimanded by his superior,
he comes home all whimpery.
hug you for the next hour and cry out loud on your shoulders.
how you like that?
this is what you get when you want equality.
or picture this,
it's your anniversary dinner at this posh restaurant,
you have to buy him flowers instead,
you have to drag your own chair (or maybe his as well),
invite him for an after dinner dance
and best of all, foot the bill for the dinner while he sits there and enjoy the privilleges we girls enjoy all the time.
my, isnt that just so sad?
is that really what you want?

so, the next time you say you want equality,
think again.
equality is not always good.

yumms

2005-11-01T16:24:00.000+08:00

despite my unfinished syllabus and diet plans...

let me see..
i had ebi tempura, salmon asparagus, chawanmushi, soft shell crab, kani mayo, dragon boat, fried rice, salmon sashimi...
GOD.. what a glutton!

reminder to myself: count your calories, count your calories!!!

Reminisce

2005-11-01T08:58:00.000+08:00

it is times like these i realise how much i've been enjoying myself.
Q: you know what's worse than out in town, wasting your time?
A: coping yourself at home, wasting your time.
man, i'm wasting my life.

just look at my bright smile.
my, how come time stays stagnant when i want it to fly by?
damn!

determined

2005-10-29T14:17:00.000+08:00

i must, i will and i can!!!

depressing

2005-10-25T20:19:00.000+08:00

school is depressing
eating is depressing
walking is depressing
breathing is depressing
to love is depressing
being loved is depressing
sleeping is depressing
being awake is depressing
to study is depressing
exams are depressing
i, am a depressing disappointment.

these boots are made for walking

2005-10-24T12:05:00.000+08:00

i've always had this thing for boots.
it's a pity that here in Singapore,
boots are as attention grabbing as wearing thick mink coat.
(ok, mink coat is pure crazy. unless your intention is to have a drink at eski bar)
i was totally mesmerized by this new pair of boots by nine west and i swore i would get it,
despite the impraticality.
i'm not insane ok?
since my shopping trip was sponsored,
i figured i could get that pair of boots without feeling a pinch even if i decide to let it rot on the shelf.
i have been wanting to wear it..
yesterday, i summoned my courage and wore it to the airport to pick my sis up.
i was thinking that since airport is a place where you find people from all over the world,
i could pass off as a tourist!
great.
i still got all the stares.

small house, big house

2005-10-23T14:23:00.000+08:00

i shall not elaborate on what that title means,
for those who understand, good for you.
met up with sm's new girl yesterday.
she's not as bad as we all thought.
i imagined her to be some fat, average looking girl.
as it turned out, she's actually kinda cute.. and far from fat.
so, we've all been misled by sm for this long.. tseh tseh.

just 5 mins ago, gwen asked if i read this article on parrots on sat's ST.
i wrote an article on parrots just a few weeks ago and was curious to find out what kinda flare these writers had;
was it similar to mine?
can mine hold a candle to the ST's?
i was disappointed to find that my article was a far cry from the ST's.
mine look sooooooo pale in comparison.
THAT, might even be an understatement.
i feel so depressed now.

cute

2005-10-23T01:45:00.000+08:00

i'm in love.

isnt he cute?

baby bought me 3 lil dolls today,
the first time he got me sth in a long long time (bday gift not counted).
he's sweet.. i know.

who says only kids can have barbie? hmmf.

hot

2005-10-17T10:07:00.000+08:00

too hot to handle!!!

21bash

2005-10-10T04:18:00.000+08:00

thanx for all who attended my bday bash!
i love you guys!

Happy birthday

2005-10-05T09:05:00.000+08:00

*sings*
happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to baby, happy bithday to you.
*
i hear someone singing a birthday song to me faintly in the background.
i thought i was dreaming.
but when i opened my eyes,
i saw baby by my bed side, holding a small chocolate cake.
my favorite chocolate cake.
i smiled.
shortly, i drifted back to my dreamland as baby walked away pouty and disappointed.
*
baby, you have no idea how much i appreciate that.
i love you, with all my heart.

not moving anymore?!

2005-10-02T04:56:00.001+08:00

i've decided, i'm not moving anymore, it's just too much a hassle.
BUT, i'll be changing my url.
haha.. doesnt make much of a diff?
well, at least now when people try to search my name online, they won't be able to find me!
=)
here: lil-girlie-girl.blogspot.com.
moving a week from today!

alex to

2005-10-02T04:51:00.000+08:00

guess who i saw!!!

wants

2005-09-28T10:42:00.000+08:00

after millions of people asking me what i want for my birthday,
i've decided to come up with a list here shamelessly.
BUT, what you want to get is ultimately up to you guys,
seriously, appearing at my bash is good enough for me.
*
wishlist
a car (volkswagen beetle, thanx)
a gucci bag (haha)
money (but of cos)
an external hard drive (nice looking and compatible with mac)
an external card reader (sd card reader)
new shoes, bags, clothings, accessories (frivolous.. tseh)
a trip to hk, thailand, europe, austrialia or the states.
*
that's all i can think of for now.
haha.
really, your presence is good enough.

moving out

2005-09-26T16:15:00.000+08:00

this is my blog,
i choose what i want to write about,
i choose what i want to read about,
and very soon,
i choose who i want to allow into my blog.
*
frens, feel free to get the new URL from me..
foes, so sorry, one less thing to bitch about.

PMS

2005-09-22T16:56:00.000+08:00

whenever it is that time of the month,
i always have this overwhelming sense of melancholy,
totally changing the perspective of my wonderful life and this beautiful world.
the world i live in becomes dark, pessimistic and ominous out of a sudden.
i can't help but wonder God's intention of creating us this way.
through agony we learn?

There are so many things that i will start to wonder during this period.
some tears my world apart, while others motivates me to become a better person.
as i start looking deeper into myself,
i start to hate myself, start to retreat into my protective shell,
start to isolate myself from the rest of the world.
i ask myself questions,
questions i can't cope with.
i'm scared,
scared to show the world what kinda person i am,
scared to reveal my true self to others.
i hate people,
they make me want to compare,
they make me green,
they make me sick.

but when i stick my head out of this lil space of mine,
i find myself sympathising others,
people whom i think need my space to hide more than myself.
i sympathise girls mostly.
girls who have no idea how disposable they are to their boyfriends,
girls with unreasonable and incorrigible boyfriends,
girls with low self esteem,
girls who are so naive,
girls who try so hard..
but of cos, i sympathise guys too.
guys who are so blinded by their ego,
guys who think that the fault always lies on others,
guys who think that having a dick is so great,
guys who wouldn't listen,
guys who assume.

and when i withdraw myself once again,
to probe deeper,
i feel that i should feel contented.
maybe not with myself,
not with who i am,
or what i have become.
but contented because i have a boy who loves me dearly.

i book

2005-09-17T18:53:00.000+08:00

guess i will be hiding in my room from now onwards.
my new lappy finally finally arrived.
the wait was painful.
well, expect me back here!

one

2005-09-02T10:40:00.000+08:00

time flies..
it's true.

master escapist

2005-08-22T20:52:00.000+08:00

someone once told me that hamsters are master escapist.
i refuse to believe, until today.
i spent half an hour looking for my hammie.
and another half an hour trying to catch it.
i cant believe that they actually bit their way out of their plastic home.
now, there's a hole at the back of the cage.
baby actually laughed at this..
he thinks it's funny cos they're like prisoners trying hard to escape.
what an analogy!

guess

2005-08-22T20:44:00.000+08:00

make a guess.
i bet you guys won't be able to make that out.

MY license

2005-08-20T14:54:00.000+08:00

finally, finally finally..
i've got my license!
yes, my first attempt and i'm proud of it.
it still feels unreal.. feels too good to be true.
but YES! i've got it.
*
i called huai yest after i got it.
lulu: i passed.
huai: really? yay!
lulu: you happy for me?
huai: yes.
lulu: really really?
huai: of cos you silly baby.
*
i called my dad after that
lulu: dad i got my license!
dad: really? that's good! congrats!
lulu: thanx dad.
dad: is this your first attempt?
lulu: yes.
dad: wow, so clever. your mom and i got it on our second attempt. what did you wear? mini skirt? must be. the instructor see you chio chio then got distracted. wasnt looking at how you drive right?
lulu: dad! i wore jeans.
*roll eyes*
*
i was so happy i smiled all the way home.
baby picked me up from causeway point, with his striking p-plate up again.
"my baby wants to drive?"
that's so awfully sweet right?
i was totally smitten.
*miu miu miu*

*
and know what?
i got high yesterday.
again
i'm beginning to think it's really not worth it.
shan't mention unhappy stuff.
cos i'm still kinda overwhelmed.
with joy of course.
*
this morning.
lulu: dear, i told cass (my agent) that i want sundays off. i want to make it "baby's day". sweet?
huai: everyday's "baby's day" for me.
lulu: everyday's "dear-dear day", sunday "baby's day". different.
*roll eyes*
i can't believe i said sth so unintelligent.
gosh.
*
just.
lulu: uncle, i passed my driving test!
uncle: i heard. congrats. you wore sth sexy issit?
*rollrollrollroll eyes*
*
are these men judgemental cos they see women as inferior to them, or is it that they feel inferior.
seemingly teasing us by pointing out the obvious advantage of visual pleasure that we women have, make them feel better about themselves. "it's not that i lack the skill, it's just the pheromones."
for all you know, they might be gays.
tseh~

my blog

2005-08-19T07:45:00.000+08:00

well, firstly, i just want to say that i feel deeply honoured.
i din realise that my mundane life story can hold people's interest,
esp for those who don't know me at all.
thanx for that.
secondly, i feel no obligation to refrain from blogging anything after knowing that some people can be so interested in my life.
the reason is simple.
seriously, i don mean any harm at all.
whatever i said truly comes from my heart, what i feel, what i think and most importantly, i spill the facts.
though i might be bitchy, i don CREATE facts.
and i do FACTUALISE before i blog.
thanx for that reminder.
thirdly, xian, you have no right to stop me from saying anything.
you know me well.
and please don go around telling people that you want to dump your girl when it's becoming obvious that you care alot.
this is my blog, my avenue to pen my thoughts, vent my frustration and express my emotions.
tell me if i said anything that's NOT factual here.
i'd gladly apologize.
you know i'm not a total unreasonable bitch.
and lastly,
if i had hurt anyone in the process of my daily dose of bitching, that's not my intention.
this is my style, this is me.
if anyone feels offended by anything, you can stop coming here.
i really don't care.

living dream

2005-08-14T02:05:00.000+08:00

i'm not sure what i am doin now.
but one thing i know for sure is that i don like what i am doing now.
people often say TGIF (thank God it's Friday) but for me, i always say OMGIF.
bet you can make out what i'm saying.
work is really stressful.. sometimes to think of it, is it really worth it?
all at the expense of my beauty and health.
some mornings, i wake up feeling that i just had a dream.
but reality strikes when i find myself with an extra few hundred dollars in my wallet.
what the hell am i doing?
i've been so suffocated by all the work.
really, i only feel like myself, feel like i still have a grip on my life when i'm with my baby.
only with him, i feel real.. feel like i'm living in reality, not dreaming.
i want to wake up from this dream to find an extra few hundred bucks in my wallet.. is that possible?
it is really comforting to know that some of my frens do care about me..
telling me to stop drinking, know my limits and all that.
i really appreciate that.
as for my dear.. you've been great.
puttin up with all my nonsense without grumbling.
*
huai: you don't have any breaks in bt your lessons?
lulu: no. why? you need me to do sth for you?
huai: no. i just miss you.
awwww

school girls' night

2005-08-06T19:40:00.000+08:00

school girls' night at madam wong was bad fun.
if you have been to any theme parties like this one you'll know what i mean.
perhaps it's because of the novelty of the idea..
but who cares? i had fun..
kinky teachers with tight office wear, heels and high slit on their skirts,
sexy school girls with skirt so short you can almost see their asses,
nerdy school boys which thick black glasses and hot bods..
you name it, we have it!
of cos, the idea of having school girls around (the sexy kind i mean..) is most intriguing to guys.
these visual creatures, after a drink or 2, just cant tell the difference between head and dick head and often think with the latter..
haha.. i have no intention of mocking you guys or whatsoever,
cos if you guys think with your head number 2, it's always to my advantage..
why do i say so? hear me out then...
i was hoping around, wearing this mini school girl uniform, selling shots..
and for the first time in my life, i managed to reach my 2nd target PLUS sufficient time to help my colleague reach hers!
of cos, by the end of it, i was pretty high myself..
but work didnt feel like work at all that night..
hopefully my fren will send me the pics soon so that i can upload it!

money is everything?

2005-07-26T13:45:00.000+08:00

the familiar sound of my alarm hit me this morning,
that's when the reality sets in..
it's school all over again.. =(
the phrase "time flies" is really an understatement..
the older we are, the harder we are hit by the fact that time and tide waits for no man.
been sitting here in lee wee nam for the pass 2 hours trying to get the subjects of my choice.. which would mean shorter week, shorter breaks between lessons (which is good cos that means i can go back home earlier)
the fucked up system is getting on my nerves and i'm beginning to wonder why cant they just open up one more slot for me?
ok, i know, i'm starting to get unreasonable.
*
been thinking quite a bit lately,
thinking about my present and the future.
it all boils down to the metaphysical questions that people love to ask but yet fail to get an answer.
what is life really? what is the purpose of it?
my melancholic train of thoughts was triggered by this rich cust who's life is a simple arithmatic equation: $$$
he thinks that money can buy love, can buy chemistry, can buy understanding, can buy marriage, can buy frenship, can buy happiness, can buy a blissful life..
everything to him is built on the foundation of money..
he is willing to spend $4k on me every month if i agree to be his girl..
he is willing to buy me anything.. branded goods, expensive technology... everything.
the idea is tempting.. but my heart really doesnt belong there.
how can you make out with someone who's totally out of your league?
how can you even bring yourself to face someone you totally feel nothing for?
i know if i were to say that money isnt important at all in this material world would be total bullshit.. but can money really get you everything?
i used to think that i'm just another materialistic girl who's in total denial,
but after this incident, i dare say that i'm not that materialistic afterall..
my mom's right.. it's best being independent..
(although having someone you love to buy you gifts is always nicer.. *hint hint*)
haha.. ok, out of here..

friends? are they really?

2005-07-16T05:02:00.000+08:00

i'm feeling terrible right now.
just got off work after a catastrophic day.
friends, what does it really mean?
who are those who constitute as friends?
people who stand by you through thick and thin?
people who does not mind your vices?
who are they really?
for huai en's pals, who am i to you really?
do you guys consider me as a friend or merely huai en's girl?
i really want to know..
*
i'm deeply hurt and saddened.
blame it on the hormones, whatever..
today i met up with my ex..
things are good bt both of us and even some of his friends.. really glad about that.

whatever happened was in the past,

we've abandoned our grudges, moved on with our lives.

i had a real great time catching up with them.

but this does not apply to this one particular person.

when me and my ex were together, i was on very good terms with his friends.
i poured my sorrows to them, i shared my joy with them, i spent countless nights clubbing with them, dancing with them, shopping with them.. the list just goes on.
to some extent, i feel that they've become my close friends as well.
esp this guy.. we felt so comfortable with each other.
we can even go out alone.
i can hold his hand without his gf getting jealous and without me giving him the wrong idea.
at that point, i really felt like his my big bro watching over me.
when things turned sour bt me and my ex,
he was the first one i approached.
i talked to him about my feelings,
i asked for his opinion,
i even told him my decision to break up before anyone knew.
i was totally devastated when i got to know that he was the first one to turn against me when all that happened.
it affected me more than the whole breaking up issue.
he bitched about me behind my back, telling my closest friend that i've been a slut, while acting all normal and understanding when he sees me.
told people that he hated me and huai and it spoils his day when we appear at phuture.
huai even asked me "when do you bother being so nice to them? giving them hugs, saying hi to them when they(he) apparently don't give a shit?"
ok, i was naive, i was foolish..
i made up all kinds of excused for him..
kindness begets kindness?
bullshit.
i don blame him for feeling disgusted at me,
i don blame him for feeling angry at me,
i don blame him for fending his buddy,
i can only blame myself for making a fool of myself.
am i really that gullible, that easy to fool?
*
after one whole year..
feelings faded, anger subsided, faults forgiven.
me and my ex have cleared things out.
he has a gf and i have my boy.. we're cool.
but when i talked to shin today (the jackass' girl),
i was given a stern warning "pretend the conversation with shin never existed, i dowan you to have anything to do with her.. leave other's relationship alone."
my reply was "fuck you"
to think that most people have the perception that girls are the petty one.
but what i was most amazed about wasnt the whole issue,
wasnt how childish he was and how he can bear his grudges for one whole year,
but rather, how hurt i felt by his words.
i'm plain stupid.
*
that does not end my catastrophic day,
i had to meet some rather unreasonable customers who forced me show the international hand sign.
sorry to the manager and to my in-charge, i know i shouldnt have done that.
but customers ain't always right ok?
forget it.. ranting on about my day will just worsen my insonmia and make me feel even worse.
*
baby.. where are you?
i need you desperately now.

2005-07-15T16:23:00.000+08:00

i know i know...
i told so many of you that i'll be back here blogging.
but i'm lazy..
one of the main reasons why i blog almost everyday in the past was because it's an avenue to procrastinate.
haha.
and one of the main reasons why i stopped blogging as frequently (besides being lazy) is because i am still working hard to buy my ibook.
hopefully some kind soul will give me one when my bday comes.
haha.
so much for now..
sch's starting soon, so, watch out for the revival of the crazy blogger!!

insonmia

2005-06-22T09:35:00.000+08:00

what can be worse than being physically drained and yet deprived of a good slp?!
sigh.
been suffering from insonmia lately.
my daily dose of driving lessons in the day and work at night has been wearing me thin..
yet, when i hit the bunk at 5 in the morning...
sigh...
dance moves, driving situations all start to float around.
i bet you guys have experienced situations whereby your body jerk when you are about to fall asleep..
that's exactly what's happening to me!
but the thing is.. the latter don happen to me..
that is, i don fall asleep!
argghhh..
and what's more?
when i'm up typing this with less than 5 hours of slp,
my granny's nagging at the back,
telling me the only cure for my insonmia is to visit the buddhist temple beside my driving centre today..
obviously trying hard to ignore the fact that I'M A CHRISTIAN.
if her own disillusions gonna make her feel better, i'm just gonna say ok to her.
afterall, no one's gonna tell her that i haven been to that place.

yea!

2005-06-20T16:22:00.000+08:00

finally.. i'm back with the new look.
so many things been going on in my life,
so many things i wanna pen,
yet again, so little privacy over here.
for those who knows what i'm babbling about.. good.
for those who doesnt even have the slightest clue..
too bad, you don know me well enough in the first place.

i've been working.. hols doesnt feel like hols anymore,
i'm even more exhausted these days as compared to school days.
damn.
bizzare happenings, bizzare people..
you wont believe me even if i were to tell you my stories.
it's just so ridiculous.. no sane person would believe me.

baby's been tolerant,
putting up with all my nonsense.
somehow, i'm just a greedy ass.. always asking for more.
nevertheless, i do appretiate everything.
thanx dear.

thailand trip coming up soon.. with da team, gwen and cam.
so exciting. really looking forward to it.

that's so much for now =)

revived

2005-06-19T15:06:00.000+08:00

ok, after a long break.. i've decided to revive my blog..
stay tune as a whole new look is coming up!!

drunk

2005-06-02T11:57:00.000+08:00

the huge price i have to pay for my hefty pay..
health.
was dead drunk yest..
puked like 3 times and still feeling quezy now..
sigh..
luckily baby was there to pick me up.. otherwise.. unthinkable.
bet my baby is really upset and angry with me now..
all i can say is sorry, i went over my limits..

thanx dar for taking care of me...

back here

2005-05-28T15:07:00.000+08:00

feels good back here blogging.

firstly, i need to say this..
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GWEN!!!
i'm so sorry i din prepare an image specially for you,
that's because i've kinda lost interest in photoshop.
hah

haven been really blogging for various reasons
1) com not working.. yes, and it's my fault.
2) nothing much to talk about
there's nothing much that can intrigue my writing interest anymore.
i want to talk about big philosophies,
i want to talk about the big dreams,
i want to talk about the big human nature thingy..
but doesnt it sound a lil too overwhelming when you just want to read my blog to find entertainment?

i despise people who talk incoherently on blogs,
throwing in a chain of bombastic words which makes the whole sentence sound totally absurd.
sometimes, i have thoughts that i'd rather stomach than spill out..
cos without going through what i did, you guys wont be able to understand.

i'm feeling a lil melancholic today,
feeling time flying past me,
feeling the transient of life,
feeling the passer-bys in life,
feeling the blind chase of material stuff,
feeling.. rather upset.
perhaps it's that time of the mth.
hah.

it's our 9th mthsary today.
loving you more with each passing day.

wish come true

2005-05-21T19:18:00.000+08:00

lulu : *sings looking at huai* don't you wish your gf was hot like me?
huai : yes, i wish my gf was hot like you
lulu : *bewildered* huh? what do you mean?
huai : *matter-of-factly* i wish my gf was hot like you, you are my gf. so, i've got my wish.

awww...

happily ever after

2005-05-18T10:16:00.000+08:00

haven been blogging for a while,
i know you guys missed me.. haha..
anyway, the past week was quite an interesting one.
friday was "outing" day with gwen, jas, sm, huai and supposedly, gabe n girl.
i HAVE to bitch about this, and to the someone who just got attached, if you happen to be reading this, yes, it is directed at you!
haha.
i remember when i first got tog with huai, i was being teased like mad.
saying that we only have each other,
saying that we always disappear,
saying that they need time with huai alone (the so-called "boys outing")
teasing us about how mushy and inseperable we can get..
tseh tseh..
i dono who wanted to go shop around with gf alone,
i dono who disappeared with gf in the club,
i dono who was hugging each other the whole time while dancing,
i dono who brought gf along to their "guys outing"
back at you!
lol

sushi tei was darn good!
ok, you can call me mountain tortise.
anyway, i'm still waiting for the pics to be sent to me.. so, no pics for now.

*

sunday night was my cousin's wedding. it was sweet and all that.. but funny things always happen with my auntie (ah bo) around.
other then all the usual praises from aunties and uncles *grinz*
(i feel like i've always had an affinity with aunties and uncles. it's sooo easy for me to get into their good books.. hah)
there's a new air of curiousity "louann, when's your turn to get married??"
i cant help but roll my eyes at such a question.
hello!! i'm only 21!!

ah bo was commenting on how pretty i look (in her opinion) and was saying how we have all the pretty girls in the wong family. and the next thing she said made me speechless.
auntie : there's so many pretty girls in the wong family.. there's irene, ivis, louann and gayna.
ah bo : ya, so many pretty girls. it all started from my generation and i'm the first to start off with.
gosh.. and she wasnt joking at all.
i was eating and almost puked.. hah.

the evening was a lovely one.
looking at the couple immersed in love, i couldnt help but grin from ear to ear,
happy to see another couple tying the knot.
at the same time, the emcee was driving me nuts.
he totally ruined the ambience for that night.
as the bride and the groom walked in, the song "i don wanna miss a thing" was played.
chosen specially for my cousin.
HOWEVER, the emcee spolit it all.
he read out the lyrics while the couple walked down the aisle.
his english was bad, his accent chink chong, his grammar lousy, and his voice croaky.
my sis and i found it hilarious!!
the groom's english isnt any better, we were speculatin the relationship bt the emcee and the groom.
hah.

results coming out soon.
wish me luck.

changed

2005-05-11T13:21:00.000+08:00

the me some time ago is an impatient brat.
i live by the motto: guys are born to wait for girls.
well, though i still strongly believe that no gentlemen should let a girl wait for him..(despite the fact that the number of metro guys are rapidly overtaking the number of vain pots) i find that i'm becoming more patient.
i bet it must be from my dad.. who's the only guy i've known so far to show his gentlemenly gestures to his two fair ladies. hah.

if i were the old me, unless some nut went loose, it's totally absurd wanting me to wait for more than 30 mins without me creating a scene.
now?
it's funny.. after waiting for an hour and a half, i don even feel a tinge of anger in me.
none, nothing, zilch.
am i too kind?

*

while chatting with huai on the phone yest,
he described his plan to get a toad squashed in the middle of the road.
gross.
poor fat toad resting at the side of the pavement got kicked onto the road.
sadistic huai stood by the roadside waiting for a car to run over mr. toad.
satisfied only after seeing that mr. toad's life, intestines and tongue decked on the road.
eww...

sex.. for money

2005-05-07T21:44:00.000+08:00

i'm back.
been feeling really lost without blogging.
it's been a really long week and i have loads to say.
just bear with me.

i've been reading this book called the invisible trade (talks about the sex scene in singapore) and i was highly intrigued by the details that the author could provide.
mind you, not sexual details (though there are sexual details.. which made me highly uncomfortable.. and you'll find out why later..)
prior readin the book, i had the impression that people who view the beautiful unison of 2 from a pure economical perspective are crude, uncouth, uneducated individuals who would sit or stand around the lorongs of geylang, openly selling what is left valuable to them. they are mostly skanks or shrivelled old lians and the only great skill that they possess is the art of legs spreading, the only understandable english phrase they can manage is "sucky sucky ten dollars" *lol* and the only worth of their existence is to send old horny fucks to hell by spreading stds.

my, i was wrong.

by this i am not totally dismissing the existence of such low class whores, but instead, i've come to realise that even in an industry like this, there are different levels, different status and different areas of expertise.
i am truly amazed.

(1) social escorts
these women are beautiful, intellectual and surprisingly, highly educated. they are usually gorgeous women who can hold a decent conversation with businessmen coming from all around the world. they are basically trophies men enjoy being around. their job do include doing extras, but sometimes, man really want their company only.
their workplace: 5 star hotels ONLY.
caucasians and eurasians are highly sought after in this business.
no china women!!
their pay? crazy.
ok, i have to admit.. i din know they have such high calling for social escorts.

(2) male social escorts.
bet you din know this, even if you did, just shut up and pretend that you din know.
old man who are homosexuals and have lost the attraction to bunk a young lad usually seek male escorts to help them wank off. different from female social escorts, male social escorts are more like the female version of whores. the only difference? they don stand around declaring that their asses are for sale.

(2) mamasans
this is rather self explanatory. they have loads of girls under them and their duty is merely to sit back, relax and hang their girls out at the butcher stall for sale.

(3) ktv hostesses
they are required to sing, to be able to hold drinks, to be able to eat supper and not grow fat, and of cos, they need to master the art of legs spreading and mouth widening.

(4) whores
they mostly consisit of 1 bits, chinkchong old lians and china women. the reason why these people cant make it to the first category is obvious, they are just like my impression of all professional legs spreader.. uncouth, greedy.. basically, cant make it.

there are many sub categories within each category and i guess only a person from within can really differentiate them.

the details of the book is the highlight. the author relates stories from female escorts which made me totally sympathise their experience.
i always thought that "golden showers" and "brown showers" only happen in porn clips where people force themselves to get turned on by the very natural human emmisions..
wrong wrong wrong!!!
female escorts do get requests to shit or urine on faces! eeee...
there are people who get these very beautiful escorts to dress them up as a women and help with their make up so that they can wank at their very own feminie visage.
there are men who gets turned on by licking old, dirty shoes (even though it made them ill for one week after that)
there are men who prefer eating their own semen.
there are also men (hetrosexual) who can only get off if something is stuck up their ass.

what is the world coming to?

* * *

the past week has been really fun.
no major happenings, just some simple fun.
some mundane details about my life... read if you care.

*

nara's bday treat was fun.
though i have never seen so many indians in my life, i truly enjoyed the company of my good old frens.
As it turned out, i'm too paranoid.
will put up the pics next week.

*

admiration is the word i'd use to describe how i really feel.
if i were in the same situation as my fren, i bet i won have that courage.
raising a kid is indeed not easy.
i've always imagined myself to be an evil and selfish mother (if i'm ever going to be one.. haha.)
as much as i hope not to be.. but kids are simply... argghhh.
my fren just gave birth to her first baby girl on 050505.
went to visit her and it seems to me that we are more excited then the new born's mommy.
haha..
her name's Bliss.. and she's really cute.

*

back in hall, baby was fooling around with... hand soap.
haha.. made me miss the fun i had with my sis when we were younger.
i love bubbles, they are so pretty.. arent they?

bubble frenzy made me feel like a kiddo.

*

thanks to eve, i got a one day job at safra.
simple job but nice pay. all i have to do? stand there and be pretty.
pure fun!!

starved the whole day so as not to let my tummy show.. haha.. girls.. tseh
Mac at west coast after that with huai and tat.. fun too!!
miss the monkey in me. i remember how i love climbing up and down the web at pasir ris park, how i love playing around the monkey bar, how i love doing all kinda boyish stuff.
somehow, it's just so not me anymore.

like my initial attraction to huai, he's still as agile as ever =)
tat? haha.. he's an old monkey now.. haha.

*

feeling a tinge of sadness though.. mother's day.
pushed all my appointments to spend time with mom and sis..
but.. they both have their own program today.
leaving me all alone at home.. =(
perhaps a time for me to pamper myself with a swim and suana.. hee~

no blogging =(

2005-05-04T13:46:00.000+08:00

hey.. i'm still here..
not mia.. just that i spilled some breakfast onto the key board and so i guess wont be in here for at least another weekk..
sob sob...
how careless can i be?

sad

2005-05-01T13:35:00.000+08:00

lesbo.. i totally get what you mean now.
i'm feeling neglected..
why is it that i'm always the one taking initiative to ask my frens out?
yes, i know, they still remember me.. but the question is, am i remembered?
i treasure all the times we had together, i remember the dreams we talked about, our aspirations, our dreams, our future..
do you remember?
am i really not worthy?

do you guys ever read my blog, eager to find out how i'm doing?
no.
(my excuse: you guys have no idea that i have a blog)
do you guys care if i'm sad or happy?
no.
(my excuse: everyone's busy with their stuff)
do you guys even try to ask if i have the time to hang out with you before concluding that i have no time?
no.
(my excuse: perhaps they're thoughtful as uni's stressful)
did you guys ever reminise the good times we had together?
no.
(my excuse: perhaps they did.. just that i dono)
did you guys ever ask me out without me saying "must meet up soon k?"
no.
(my excuse: they are busy too..)
did you guys ever leave me a msg simply asking me how i'm doing?
no.
(my excuse: too busy..)
have you guys thought about how i'd feel?
no.
(my excuse: they do la..... i'm too sensitive)
do you guys even care about me?
no no no!!!

i'm finding reason to explain for everything..
to make myself feel better..
i don like livin in such misery..
if i continue this way.. i suspect i'll need a shrink.

Lian: thanx.. i know you care.. i love you.
Lesbo: i know you care too...
all the rest: fuck off and die.

amazed

2005-04-30T17:09:00.000+08:00

sometimes i'm just so amazed.
i believe in the existence of arbituary forces (fate, luck etc)
i believe that some omniscient character up there is watching over me.
i believe that He loves me.
i believe that we are just little pawns in an astronomical game.

must be wondering why i'm saying all these.
no, nothing is bothering me..
i'm just deep in thoughts..
given the capaciousness of mother earth,
it must be fate to bump into Aaron Kwok and Gallen Lo in the car park.
Damn, they look good.

classic pooh

2005-04-29T01:12:00.000+08:00

poor me had no bolster to hug for the past 6 mths or so..
so.. baby bought me a pooh bear to hug!
i know i know.. i'm so not the cutsey wutsey soft toy kinda girl,
furthermore, i don have any particular interest in pooh..
but it's different you know?
the gift is from my special someone!
and i always find classic pooh kinda nice...
somehow..
perhaps cos it doesnt smile?
cos.. no mouth?
i'm not sure myself....
hahah...

8th mthsary

2005-04-28T11:55:00.000+08:00

how time flies.
it feels like just yesterday.
i still feel the tingle when you hold me close..

on one

2005-04-27T21:58:00.000+08:00

why is it that i feel so alone when frustration wells up?

no one understands me.
even you.

what kinda gf am i?

2005-04-27T13:48:00.000+08:00

-Perfect-
You're the perfect girlfriend. Which
means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're
the kind of chick that can hang out with your
boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't
care about presents or about going to fancy
placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy
being around your boyfriend.

simple pleasures

2005-04-27T11:44:00.000+08:00

how does one acutally define a great day?
full of hustle bustle?
lots of money to spend and spare?
sun, sand and the sea?
or parties after parties?

well, i do enjoy all that.. but i too indulge in the simplest pleasures in life.
the less significant things in life are often neglected while people are busily chasing after their material dreams..
waking up in after 3 IS a form of pleasure,
holding your loved one hand IS a form of pleasure,
walking through a serene park IS a form of pleasure,
having the time to lose yourself in a good book IS also a form of pleasure.

yest was a great day to me.
i woke up at 3, went to bbdc to apply for my pdl, walked around "xiao gui lin" (in bukit batok) and had a filling dinner at sakae before heading to the arcade for some reminiscient childhood fun..

i love spending time with you hUnx bUnx..
*lol*

truly memorable

2005-04-26T00:06:00.000+08:00

had a truly memorable weekend.

been preparing for this weekend months ago..
hoping that it'll turn out to be a truly memorable one.. and yes, it did.
knowing my abilities to keep mum about surprises,
i've once again proved myself worthy by containing the exicitement in me for 1 WHOLE MONTH(perhaps even more..)
man, i'm amazed~
though i tried REALLY hard.. part of it revealed about 3 weeks ago.. =p

the pressie was sitting in the room, right in front of my face.
whenever i look at it, the curiousity in me will devour ALL my determination to keep the gift as a surprise.
i want to see his reaction, i want to know if he likes my gift!!
gwen: ok, scold me scold me... *blush*

well, at least i managed to zip up my blabber mouth and save part 2 of the surprise for the actual day itself!
*beams*

at first i wanted a normal room..
but kt told me that he had some discounts for the executive suit and since it's still within my budget, i decided to take it.
though the view wasnt fantastic, the room and the service was gorgeous.
went for a swim before cocktail at 630 on the very same floor where our room was.
(note: the cocktail's only for guests staying on that floor!!!)
ok, call me mountain tortise.. but i've never stayed in hotel with such great service.

the guys came over..
they were secretive and even told huai lies...
fishy fishy..

dinner was great.. crab at geylang..
our fave!
on top of that, we had durian cake for dessert..
yum.

see the box huai's holding on to?
gift from the team..
yea, you guessed it, transformers.. lol.

slept REALLY early though.. about 12.
wanted to wake up for swim before we go for breakfast at the lounge..
but my sleepy head refuse to wake up.
me? din have a good night slp... dono why too..
feels particularly nice sipping tea, eating continental breakfast with newspaper in hand...
we spend the afternoon chillin out at coffee bean..
nice and cosy.

it's true..
most of the time it's not the activity,
it's the company..

hope you had fun dearie..

***

was told by sm that my hammie went missing..
he tried looking for it but to no avail.
but this morning, he heard some noise from corner of the room..
he looked around, and saw silly hammie hidin in the packet of sunflower seeds..
cute!

happy birthday huai

2005-04-24T11:50:00.000+08:00

happy birthday my love..

brand new me

2005-04-21T16:26:00.000+08:00

exams are finally finally over..
or so i declare.. hah..
new hair cut!!

man, i'm good!

bitching.. no more

2005-04-20T20:08:00.000+08:00

okok, no more bitching for me..
it seems like only lesbo and i get the meaning within and only the both of us will laugh our heads out at each other's post..
well, i want a transformation..
i'm going to be a cutesy girl from now on..

ask me why?
thinX cOs i dOwan to bE biTCHieee no moReee..
*sHrugXXX*
yuppers.. tt's aLL!
wOoTxxx

blogs

2005-04-19T11:31:00.000+08:00

What do people actually get out of blogging?
Beats me. Researchers are curious to find out why too!
Is it because of our exhibitionistic nature, or is it really simply an avenue to keep your frens updated?
If an avid blogger like me cant tell you the answer, I guess it's best left to the researchers!

I chanced upon this blog a few weeks ago and her entries made me ponder. Not that I'm interested in knowing what's going on in her life, infact, I just want to keep myself abreast on all her latest happenings so that I can dig out sth and bitch about whenever I have the chance. Yes, I thrive on gossips too.

Before you start thinking that i'm some kinda ah soh who loves gossiping about untrue rumors in the market, I need to clarify this.. I only bother bitching about people who
1) act cute
2) act cute
3) act cute.
If you're reading this and you have been told by others that you act cute at times, chances are, I've bitched about you before. And for those people who cant stand cutesy chingy who tries to act "kan tang", you've found yourself a fren!

What about the blog that I read.. hmm... there's like so many things that I wanna bitch about, I have no idea where to start.

What's wrong with most young Christians nowadays? When I say young, I mean people who just accepted Christ, who are still new in the world of Christianity. All you can see in their blogs are thank you phrases attributed to our Lord Jesus. It's really ok to be pious, I just don understand why people write it all over their blog when they DO NOT behave or speak in that manner?! Is it a new trend now? I know I ought to be happy that another person in this world is saved, but should I be happy when people go to church merely to make frens, to show that "I'm a Christian too and I know it's cool!"
God, help me!
"Father Lord, thank you for your mercy that you have on us. Forgiving us when we have sinned. Father, I put my trust in you and trust in all your plans for me. Amen."
Why do people need to pray out loud in their blog like this??
Showing more people means that the chances of God answering to your prayers are higher?
*wonders*

What's up with anonymous tagging?
If you really want to tell people how you feel about them, just go ahead and say it! Why leave anonymous messages? And the silly thing is, these imbecile, doltish, stupid, naive fools usually leave behind enough clues for people to trace the origin of the message. Tell me you did that on purpose...
*roll eyes*
fools!

there's one thing i love about some people out there though, those people who go about publicising and promoting other people's blog.
"hey hey, go check out xoxo's blog, she's bitchin about you!!"
the perfect avenue to convey our intention; to let a blabber mouth know about your blog!
now, you can bitch freely and be sure that the person that you're bitchin about WILL get your msg!!!
wow!

last thing.. i cant believe people can get happy when someone calls them "babe" on their blogs. dont they know that the inverted commas are there for a reason?

There's so many things I wanna bitch about here.. but guess it's time for me to carry on my revision.

And if you feel offended, just leave your name and tell me so!
Actually, even if you really do leave me a tag screaming at me, I guess I don really care.. cos if you get upset over what I wrote, chances are, you're the person I'm writing about...screaming at me just gives me another piece of juicy news to bitch about!!
hah

gosh

2005-04-19T09:55:00.000+08:00

h: are you very tired baby? poor thing..
l: why do you say so?
h: you've got double eye lids today
l: i've always had that!
h: issit?

*smacks head*

tricky putty 2

2005-04-17T22:22:00.000+08:00

did i say that tricky putty's fun in my last post? i'm going to take back my words.
look what happened to my hair!!!
gosh!
i had a hard time getting that thing off and at last, i had to cut that portion of my hair off!

doesnt that look painful?

let me tell the full story.
after dinner, huai was sitting there playing with that thing, after a while, he made a discovery; it can be used as wax to get hair off his legs.!!! my sadistic nature overtook me and i began pulling hair off his legs with that putty thingy despite him screaming in pain.
H: do it on your own leg!
L: i don have hair in the first place
H: there there there, the baby hair on your head.
and so, i stuck that horrible piece of thingy on my head and.. you know the rest..

the next time someone offers me tricky putty, you know my response!

tricky putty

2005-04-17T10:32:00.000+08:00

there are times when i feel that some parts of my childhood are missing.
my sister loves reminiscing the good old times when the triviality of life (like exams and money) doesnt bother us.. she'll be babbling on and on about how "ah heng" (my neighbor) played daddy while i played mommy and how she got scolded for hugging the rubbish bin and so on.. and me? i'll be sitting there, dumbfounded, thinking "you sure i'm your sister who grew up with you? if so, how come i don remember anything?"
am i losing all of it at this age?

well, when huai bought this thing called the "tricky putty" yest, he was absolutely thrilled. "this is damn cool!! you mean, you've never seen it before?" this put me into thinking mode again. "hmm.. am i supposed to have seen or played with this before? perhaps i had it when i was young but dont remember." but, it was really fun! huai and me sat there for about an hour toying with that plasticine lookalike thingy.. haha...

my creative juices flowed and dada!
haha.. feel like a kid all over again. the monsters on the top row are my creations, while lazy huai modified most of my creations to make it his (the ones on the second row).. tseh tseh.. where's your creativity huh??!!
hah..

i'm so excited.. one week's time to 24th!!
*zip*

deadly sin

2005-04-15T09:10:00.000+08:00

at some point of our lives, we'll commit one of the seven deadly sins.
greed
sloth
pride
envy
gluttony
greed
anger
we are ALL sinners.. that's the reason why Christ died on the cross for us right.
before you guys start thinking that i'm going to evangelize, i'm actually going to talk about myself.
come to think of it, i have commited ALL of it and my most frequently commited sin is actually envy.

it's not a nice feeling you know? i hate to feel this way, but most of the time, i just cant help it!!
i envy people with parents who treats them like they're God's gift to them. Who get them almost everything that they want as long as they ask.
i envy girls with good body and pretty face, they never fail to get all the attention and sad to say, all the great opportunities as well.
i envy people who are smarter, people who put in the least effort but reap the most fruits.
i envy people who are young and rich, who can afford a car, a house, and everything that they want at this age.
i envy people who can afford to go on tours tours and more tours, without having to worry about the money factor.
i envy people who drives, people who get to any part of the island within 30 minutes.
i envy people with their pool of faithful frens, who stand by them thick and thin.
i envy....

slap me and make me wake up someone, feeling envious of others seriously sux.

i'm an ungrateful brat!!!

so sweeet

2005-04-14T06:40:00.000+08:00

sometimes, the feeling's just soo good to know that someone will be by your side no matter what, someone who loves you and cares about you, someone who'd give in to your tantrums, someone who'd get you lunch when you're busy and someone who'd wait till 6 in the morning to wake you up.

thank dear. really appreciate all that..

a series of unfortunate events

2005-04-13T12:43:00.000+08:00

one paper down, 5 more to go.

if only i had the time to complete the whole paper.. sad.

been wanting to pen my thoughts, but all i can think of when i sit in front of the com is "you ought to be studying!!" sometimes, i just wish i was someone else, someone's who's smart, gorgeous, articulate, popular and with a photographic memory. oh oh, and the most important thing, (according to huai), is to be lucky.
yes, just committed a deadly sin.. shouldnt envy others.. but still.
just like how the song goes "dont you ever wish, you were someone else"
sigh, exams never fail to get me feel depressed.
why does the world seem bleaker when exams are near?
*wonders*

and OH, what's more, i've been suffering from this rare disease called the vocabulary-shrinking syndrome just when exams are round the corner. what perfect timing! have you ever felt that words that you used to use are no longer in your list anymore? you no longer remember the meaning of it and how to use it? have you ever felt that you cant write a proper essay with no grammatical mistakes anymore? cant spell properly without the spell check function? do you find some words awfully familiar when you see it but don have a single clue what it means? and start thinking that it cant be, i must have seen this word in my DREAMS that's why, it must be some sort of dejavu. if you have, you are suffering the vocabulary syndrome like me.

unlucky stuff don happen alone..
just when i thought that my studying schedule is quite on track, that i will be able to finish everything on time, i realised that i've been studying for the WRONG subject. i HAVE NOT touched my books for the paper tmr.

and and and, squabbles squabbles everyday.. sounds like fun?

WTH is going on????

THE day

2005-04-13T08:20:00.000+08:00

today's THE day.
my first paper.
BUT catastrophe has yet to strike..
i'll be living hell tmr..

indo chine

2005-04-11T22:45:00.000+08:00

fri evening, chilling out at indo chine.
wth?
i still had this kinda luxury despite the fact that exam's in a week's time.
gosh.

R.I.P.

2005-04-11T02:18:00.000+08:00

consecutively 2 post about dead animals.
saddening.
my hamster died on sat and i was too overwhelmed with grief to write anything on my blog. some might say me silly, but hammietron has significant meaning to me.
i din think i'd be this traumatised and upset over her departure.. but i was.
i brought her to the vet on sat, and was told that given her condition, she might not survive.
and yes, she died the very afternoon when i was feeding her.

i was wondering where's the sympathetic side of human beings? does it still even exist any more?
are we all so desensitized my the media that the death of a small animal (to me, it's def more than that) does not seem to have ANY impact on them at all.
the ans i got from each and everyone when i told them that i'm bringing my hamster to the vet, was a unanimous one :"buy a new one la, it's cheaper".
so what? i'm supposed to hack the sentimental value just because buying a new one has more economical practicality?

i'm deeply saddened..

Rest in peace hammietron..
mommy loves you.

R.I.P.

2005-04-06T04:11:00.000+08:00

May the kitty my baby ran over rest in peace.
in Jesus' name i pray,
Amen.

emotional

2005-04-06T02:31:00.000+08:00

all girls are victims of constant emotional pangs.

i think i'm a victim too.

happy birthday my dearest dee dee

2005-04-04T18:45:00.000+08:00

birthdays after birthdays.
First it's my mom's, now it's my dad's.
celebrated his bday with him at a chicken rice stall.
quite a refreshing idea since all we think about nowadays are expensive restaurants and high class hotels.
had a great time despite the constant temptation to murder the 2 lil rascals.
yes, they are none others but my brother.
I HATE KIDS!
my sis, labeled the potential kid abuser by her frens, had to take her hat off me..
cos i'm the ultimate child abuser.
i swear if auntie (my dad's wife) werent around, i'd have tried my new, innovative torturing methods on them.
you must be wondering "how many siblings you have?"
those 2 rascals are my half brother..
my dad remarried.

i had to control the beast in me and pretended to be their nice elder sister as they fiddle with their gameboy and refuse to answer my questions.
No, i did not ask them questions like "what year did Shakespeare die" or "what was Shakespeare last piece of work"

cos i'd have them dumbfounded.
they simply ignore the oh-so-kind-sister me.

at the end of the day, i was the one who was dumfounded

as they talked to me in their primary sch lingo.

neilan: k. k. b.
don: say yes.
lulu: yes what?
neilan: just say yes.
lulu: yes.
don n neilan: orrrhhh.. you k. k. b.
lulu: what is k. k. b.?
neilan: you have king kong breast
*laughters*
lulu: so, what if i said no?
neilan: then you don have ku ku bird.
but you are not a guy.
so, you said yes, that means

you have king kong breast and ku ku bird!

*roll eyes*

if you're wondering why my dearest narcissistic sister is not in the pics,

it's cos she shun the camera.. for that day.

she scratched her pimple on her face,

it bled,

and she pasted a plaster over it.

*slaps forehead*

dBL0

2005-04-02T13:33:00.000+08:00

not sure if i'm growing out of it,
or is it cos the company's different,
it just feels so different clubbing now and back then.
it's never the same clubbing with a grp of guys
as compared to a grp of girls.. is it?
din want to go at first.. but did it "for da team"
(although i'm not part of it, but guess you guys will miss huai's presence.
did it for you guys ok? better appreciate. lol)
it is almost like a routine everytime we club,
huai and i will disappear half way through,
and wont appear till the end of the whole thing.
the boredom is just unbearable as the guys desperately search for their "action".
i need no further search..
cos my action is alr right in my arms.
*wink*

the drink was good (although i'd prefer a flaming lambo anytime)
spent 17 on e drink even though i was kinda broke..
it's called fallen lambo..
hope i spelt it right.

the guys looked like crayons when they stand tog yest.
shocking pink, baby pink, white, green..
somehow, guys who dare to try out new colours attracts me more.
i thought huai looked good in shirts.

looking at the pics, i feel that it's time to go on a diet.
hmm.. shall do it over the hols so that everyone will be in awe when sch starts.
...
well, that's what i say EVERY holiday.
haha.

thank you

2005-04-01T03:34:00.000+08:00

i have to start this post by saying thanx, for all the compliments.
this is just a plain skin, but just the way i like it.
did it from SCRATCH, using a lil of dreamweaver (to set the border, fonts and color)
and a lil knowledge of html i acquired from gwen and jasmin.
so, thanx for the well deserved compliments.
*grinz proudly*

i have to say i was quite impressed by your blog entry girl,
(you guys can check it out, click on the 6th picture. yes, the pretty girl there)
it's hilarious and i totally agree with you.. WoOtZ
*lol*
for those who don get it,
it's because we were particularly picking on someone,
which i find it evil and mean if i revealed it.
so, it shall be kept as a secret bt us both..
perhaps between the three of us.
(not pointing finger at the guy who thinks that she got a CFM face)

been wanting to post my hammies' pics up..
not sure what's impeding me,
but here's it.
they are simply adorable.
i realize that not only human have pet peeves,
hamsters have it too!!
they were fighting back ferociously when we pulled their legs (no pun intended)
they even bite!!
lil animals have their limits too ok?

simple is beautiful

2005-03-31T04:00:00.000+08:00

As i grow older, more and more things look beautiful when it's simple.
the beauty of a simple life,
the luxury of a simple week,
the attraction of simple people..

i want to spend my weekend in a simple way too..
lazing around, enjoying the morning sun, with a cup of warm tea in hands.
simplicity seems further than nirvana now that exams are near.
well, think of it this way,
exams mark the beginning of holidays.

happy..shalala..

2005-03-28T13:09:00.000+08:00

the THIN line

2005-03-25T18:38:00.000+08:00

lulu: morning class..
class: morning teacher.
lulu: today, i'm going to talk about the thin line
mutu: what is the thin line teacher?
lulu: hang in there, will explain to you in a moment.
there are many things in life that are seperated by only a thin line.
So thin that most people don see the difference most of the time.
mary: is it like mutu's brows??
*giggles*
lulu: something like that.. i mean.. hell no!!
i'm talking about something intangible here.
like the thin line between being gay and metro,
the thin line between being spendthrift and generous,
the thin line between infatuation and love,
the thin line between tipsy and drunk
the thin line between being stingy and thrifty,..
you guys get what i mean right?
mutu: teacher, is it like the thin line between your two ass cheeks?
lulu: what do you mean mutu? *hand sign: what the fuck??*
mutu: no teacher, i don want to eat..
what i mean is... your G-STRING!!!
*laughs*
lulu: alright class, put your finger on your lips.

***the following conversation is censored***

the rest of the conversation is only revealed upon request.

and not all requests will be granted.

*some things never change*

nightmaresbirthdaysanticipation

2005-03-23T10:51:00.000+08:00

there's soooooo many things going on nowadays,
there's hardly time for me to blog anymore.
nightmares after nightmares,
just like the unrelenting waves,
just wont stop hitting my beauty sleep.
sigh~
another evil spirit attacking me,
another case of screaming prayers,
another unpleasant wake up call...

well, dwelling on the scary stuff is bad for health.

12 march 2005
went to bugis with baby the other day..
haven been there in a long long while.

nice view right??

while on the way to bugis that day,
baby and i compared our thumbs..
and i conclude that his thumb is quite spastic..
haha.. but i love ok??

19 march 2005
the "team" came over to 1415 for drinking session.
huai's particularly fond of drinking sessions..
have no idea why.

the last time he got drunk was indeed quite a while ago.
but then again, it wasnt all that memorable,
he headed right to his bunk when his head got heavy.
no dancing, no action..

no one got drunk that night,
staff lounge closed earlier then we thought ,
that means, no KTV, no beer, no pool..
watched the interesting russell show though...
"somebody's gonna hurt real bad"

the guys acting spastic.. with some extra acting cool..
don tell sm.. he'll kill me.. i'm pretty sure..

20 March 2005
MOM TURNS 46!!!
old liao..
haha..
went lunch with uncle (aka her bf), sis and mom..
i bought her her fav hello kitty soft toy,
uncle bought her a hello kitty clothing stand and jewelery box,
mei mei bought her a hello kitty massager (the kind to hit your back).
if you're now wondering if it's my MOM i'm talking about.. yes.
she LOVESSSSSS hello kitty,
the act cute, jappy, mouthless thing..
the main theme in her room.

the the middle pic on the first row.. see that piece of cake?
it's the most disgusting thing i ever tasted.
the yellow paste is made of.. no, not castard.. egg york. yessshhh..

22 March 2005
Jasmin's bday.
had dinner with the bday girl, gwen, gabe, sm and huai.
haven seen her in a long time.
*shouts* "you look better with shorter hair. And i hope you like the pressie!!!"
hope she can hear me..
*grinz*

* * *
planned out a special surprise for my baby..
keeping you in suspense.
but i feel that i'm going to let the cat out of the bag soon.
i just cant contain the excitement!!
I CAN DO IT!!!

so many things i wanna pour out.. but am too lazy...
later ~

nightmares

2005-03-16T12:26:00.000+08:00

i feel that i'm particularly prone to nightmares
i have no idea why too
yest was a record breaking night,
i had 3 nightmares in a row!

first one was the scariest
i dreamt that we went to JP for dinner.
huai drove into the carpark to find a ripped apart body of this dead girl lying right in front of the entrance.
the blood and gore totally grossed me out.
i was feeling nauseas but huai behaved as if it's an everyday thing to see a deadbody lying around.
i was damn horrified

louie: baby, i'm going to puke. i don dare to get out of the car. eee. can you piggy back me into the mall. i'm going to close my eyes..
huai: aiya, you damn troublesome. you want me to piggy back you all your life issit?
louie: it's really disgusting.. i'm going to puke..
huai: argghhh.. ok la.. i drive around for a while first la..

shopping malls' carpark usually have more than one entrance,
as huai drove to the other end, where there is another entrance, i demanded to alight

louie: i get down here and meet you guys on level one la
huai: up to you la.

Hence, i got down and started walking up the stairs..
the stairway was dark and eriee.
the moment i opened the door to the stairway, i felt my goosebumps.
i hurried up the stairs..
after a flight of stairs, i was disappointed to find no exit.
i continued running up to see people praying (seems like some cult cos they all looked evil)
after running up a few flights of stairs and found that there's no exit.
i began running down.. back to the basement..
i felt evil spirits behind me.. i felt my head spinning and i couldnt walk straight.. i felt scared and cold.. but still.. i summoned all the energy i had and continued running..
i started praying, but words just wont come out..
i tried to scream Jesus' name over and over..
but to no avail..
finally, i turned back and screamed "JESUS HELP!!!!!"
and the black shadow follwing me dissipated.
i swung open the door to the carpark.. relieved.

i woke up, pounced on my baby and started crying.
it was truly a horrible experience.
i found myself still murmuring "thank you Jesus.."

***

the second dream was bad too..
but not as bad as the first..
i dreamt that i was raped..
under the bridge..
by this this guy that i know.. (shall not divulge the name =)
i was screaming and shouting...
kicking and punching..
but.. sadly.. doesnt help..
people driving by merely stopped, stared and drove on..
HOW CRUEL RIGHT??
proves my point.. MANY singaporeans are evil, unkind, uncouth, ill-mannered, barbaric...
in case you guys are thinking that this is some kinda erotic dream...
NOOO!!!
there was no explicit detail of ANY kind in my dream..

as if being raped wasnt bad enough,
i found myself pregnant after that incident!!!
i ran crying to my lesbo (who happened to be in singapore at that time)
and then... i woke up..
hah..
and found that my pillow was wet with tears...

***

ok, to the third nightmare...
seriously.. i don rem anything..
the only thing that i remembered.. is that it's a nightmare...
hah...

***

I love you Jesus.
if not for You, perhaps i'd have been attacked by that black shadow..
love You...

hall 14 pageant

2005-03-11T11:46:00.000+08:00

well, God is good.
Although the stupid me deleted all the pics from my camera,
kind souls do exist in this world
and they actually bother sending me some pics i took with their camera.
how nice.
kindness begets kindness
you guys will be blessed.
*lol*

here are all the pics.
well not all..
pics with the guys were not recovered.
on behalf of huai..
thanx for your attendence.
as for tanner..
valid reason there.
forgiven.
at least you went for supper
hah.

I thought huai looked stunning that night.
KT and gabe thought so too.
proves that i'm not "in love only"
tseh tseh~

spot the self declared King and Queen.
*lol*

scratch it

2005-03-10T12:33:00.000+08:00

if extremists do exist, i have met one.
he is no others but my baby.
why do i say that?
well, listen to me and you'll understand.

guys out there,
i'm pretty sure that you guys collect all sorts of toys, comics, magic cards...
whatever...
my baby was telling me stories..
i couldnt believe my ears..
until he started collecting transformers.

he started with collecting.. i'm not sure what..
but at some point of time,
just like any other guys,
he started collecting the i-dono-what-so-interesting magic cards.
while people get at most 10 packets at a time..
he spent a few thousand dollars buying it in BOXES..
unbelieveable?
later on, he started collecting perfumes..
and now, he got a whole lot pf miniature perfumes at home..
to collect dust..
what about comics?
guys like comics too right?
yea... as you could've guessed it by now..
he's got heaps of comics.. not sure how much he spent..
but it wont surprise me if the it hits 4 digits.
there are many more instances.. simply too many to state..
his latest hobby is to collect transformers..
he spent almost 3k within a week for 2 transformers..
gosh..
and now..
he's into scratch it..
within 2 days, he spent 40 bucks on it alr.

guys who are reading this..
pls... plsssss don tell me bf about anything fun and interesting..
or he'll start emptying his pocket for a moment of fun.
if i could, i would have put him on the show "believe it or not".

i love doing projects.. righhht.

2005-03-07T18:54:00.000+08:00

was doing the 106 outline last night at about 9 plus.
all the way till about 12 plus, i think..
projects are really squeezing me dry.
but this sem is SOOOOO much better than last.
i know i shouldnt be complaining.
no more comm research, no more big talks, no more boring tut..
i love ALL my prof this sem..
they are all really interesting people...
perhaps not.
*lol*
feel like a kid complaining about teachers.
"i hate this teacher, i hate that teacher, i hate you, don friend you already"
hah
how childish can one get?
*wink*

dumbo

2005-03-06T12:55:00.000+08:00

feel free to call me a dumbo or a bimbo anytime..
cos that's exactly what i'm feeling right now..
i'm totally exasperated by my stupidity
the pics of supper at holland v with the guys.... gone
the pics i need for my project.... gone
the pics of my trophy baby's pageant.... gone as well.
how dumb can i be?
yes.. THIS dumb

*boo hoo hoo hoo*

it's your mom's fault if you're fat

2005-03-02T13:22:00.000+08:00

love is in the air

2005-03-01T10:55:00.000+08:00

zoo!!

2005-02-25T22:13:00.000+08:00

we are going to the zoo zoo zoo..
how about you you you..
you can come too too too..
we are going to the zoo zoo zoo..

note the big balls..*lol*
does it make animals more horny? i wonder..

and to the guys who "pang seh" us..
we had fun without you guys..
tseh tseh..
*lol*

phuture.. no more

2005-02-24T13:30:00.000+08:00

the crowd i used to love,
the music that makes me move,
the hype, the funk, the beat and the crowd attract me no more..
phuture.. i'm sick of you!

without fail, phuture is filled to it's brim..
leaving me with no place to dance,
no air to breath,
and sometimes, no space to stand.
While some people might think that girls go clubbing just to attract guys,
just like the horny guys to pick up girls,
(though it's true that some girls do that)
but my main motivation is to dance.
and having some fat smelly black asses literally drving me out of the dance floor,
some babarians swinging their arms around and airing their armpits,
some horny black things rubbing against innocent young girls..
(hmm.. perhaps not that innocent.. )
i was just totally APPALLED!
the whole time, i was moving (not dancing!!) cautiously,
constantly looking out for straying hands around my boobs and ass,
careful not to get my head caught in the black mass under people's arms,
controlling the fume in me and the beast that i felt like unleashing
(not very nice to describe myself as the beast huh... okok.. again.)
controlling the fume in me and the beauty that i felt like unleashing *LOL*
while praticing the art of balancing..
impressive multi tasker me..

the pics are out!!!

and oh ya.. baby cut his hair..
and now, he's looking more boyish then ever..
i feel sooo old standing beside him..
*sob sob*

can you see his undercut?
i bet not..