Friday, November 10, 2006
WOW.
It's been a long, long, long time right? Heh. I've been busy multiplying. Oops.. No Mummy, I don't mean babies. I mean MULTIPLY. But I shall not give anybody my address unless they ask for it!
Ok updates. I'm even more screwed-up than I was in July. My fanny seems to enjoy doing the thinking still. My brains seems to be dead. It has to be. Cos how else can you explain all these stupid things I do to myself? I pretend to be a cold-hearted bitch. But really. I'm just a nice, sweet girl. Heh. Yeah right. Hrmph. I still think I need to see a shrink and let the fucker tell me what my problems are. Cos my fanny thinks it should do the talking all the time, but really, talking with your mouth (or hole in this case) full is rude. NONSENSE. So yes, I need somebody else to tell me what's my problem.
SIGH. DOUBLE SIGH. TRIPLE SIGH.
I still think I'm not good enough for anybody. My self confidence stinks. DARN.
MJIFU. Now, only I will understd that.
Fly with me please. Take me to the depth of your heart and show me how do I make it work. Bite my lips and make me cry. Kiss me till I die.
~your smile made the difference~
--11/10/2006 12:04:00 AM--
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Italy WON. And Coldplay was awesome. And I MISS MY BED.
Italy won. France lose. And Zidane was darn silly i must say. I watched the game at the field beside Tampines MRT. It rained near the end of the second half and we had to stand under the shelter and got wet and had to stand in weird uncomfortable positions. But it was worth it. Italy won. I was biting my nails when they took the penalty but hey they won. YAY. YAY. YAY. The italians played uber well in the first half. Their performance wasnt exactly amazing in the second half though. Cannavaro, Cameronesi and Pirlo played well though. OK. I shouldnt talk soccer. All I wanted to say was ITALY WON AND THEY DESERVED IT.
Coldplay concert. Now. THAT WAS AWESOME. We came late (cos Fendy bo Bendy was late... grrrrrrr) and walked to the indoor stadium (cos Fendy bo Bendy insisted on walking and his friend agreed it was near) and reached there all tired and sweaty (cos it was a humid day). We were expecting to see a huge crowd.. but amazingly, there was no queue (we thought)! So we went to 7-11 and took our own sweet time. And then decided to queue. We had a rude shock when we discovered the queue wasnt supposed to be there but was supposed to be at the other side. We walked and walked and saw the snaking queue. I think we were still like the first 100 though. Not bad at all.. but I wanted to stand right in front of the stage so lazy me could lean on the bars and could have a perfect unblocked view. And and ublock view I did get, thanks to Fendy's friend's exgf who pulled us to the front of the queue (she's no 10 in the queue or something). It was amazing. Best thing was.. Chris Martin sang like right in front of me.. like half the time. It was amazing. Awesome. I screamed like a mad woman and at times just kept quiet soaking in Chris Martin's voice. It was awesome. His voice.. awesome. Just as awesome as when I last heard him live.. in year 2000 or something. But the concert this time round.. it's better.. there were big yellow balloons which has glittery strips inside and which Chris burst with his guitar. There was this part when he was singing and he burst the balloon right on top of him as the song ended and the glittery strips fell on him. Coolness. And there was laser too.. laser strobes or something they call it. It doesnt feel like a concert in Singapore at all. And they really put in their all. Chris Martin's showmanship is great. The crowd screamed in delight (including me of course) when he sang 'Yellow' and the songs from the albums 'Parachute' and 'A Rush of Blood to the Head'. We had to wait hours for them and the concert only started at nine... it was a 1 1/2hr concert and it set us back $170, but it was worth every second of wait and every single cent. I cant wait for them to come to Singapore again.
Wedding preps - the dreaded part is over. Now we have guests over at our house every single damn day since Saturday. Im not complaining. It's fun. Only thing is.. I dont get to sleep on my gorgeous gorgeous bed. *Sigh*.. I sleep on a comforter in my parent's room. How cibaiating!!!! And I miss my gorgeous gorgeous bed. But I have to ensure the guests clear all their stuff from my room tomorrow so it'll be spick and span and lovely on Fri and ppl can go into my room to admire it and listen to my parents' comments on my 'ugly' room colour. NYEH. And yes.. no pc still.. no internet. Cos they took off the wires.. without realizing that it's like they are taking the wires off me and my brothers too. What is life without the internet? NYEH. And tv, even worst.. it's placed on the floor cos everything is hidden in the makeshift storeroom. I have to crane my neck to watch it. Fucking uncomfortable. But nevermind.. a few more days. BTW... we have a henna party tomorrow. And yes.. we'll have a hindi band for the wedding and a bhangra troupe and lion dance. I hope itll be fun. I hope it will not be hot and I hope my face wont work overtime to produce oil (that I cant sell). I need to look good as Im the sister of the bride. :) But of course I look like fuck and Im damn fat. *SIGH* My plan to stay at home ( (Im on leave whole of this week till monday and except for today) this week so that I wont need to eat and will hence lose some weight did not go smoothly. There is lotsa food at home.. lots and lots and lots of tempting, mouth-watering goodies.. shit. I KNOW. SO SHITTY. OK.. gotta go now. Will update once the wedding is over. I SO ENVY THE WOMAN. She's gonna have a husband. When is my turn? FENDY.. take me off this shelf quick.. it's getting quiter and im getting lonely. SAVE ME. HELP ME. Bachaooo..!!!!!!!! BTW.. update.. my grandma just told me we've got Bengali-Khan blood... fascinating isnt it.. my greatgrandfathers/uncles (My fraternal grandfather's side) are all khans with mias in their name.. example.. Ashrafmia Khan. NICE AINT IT. So does that mean I can put a Khan behind my children's names? That I have to find out. Interesting..
~your smile made the difference~
--7/12/2006 05:10:00 PM--
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
ITALY IS GOING TO THE FINALS.
OMG.. i cant believe it's wednesday already. I feel so bloated and still so fat. I need to lose all these weight by next sat (which is fucking impossible). I need to go on a diet. I cant std one mf saying ive put on weight and next sat.. i will meet even more mf. So sucky. So I MUST GO ON A STRICT DIET. MUST MUST MUST. Ill indulge today and go on a diet till next sat. Yes. MUST. This I promise myself. I shall only eat air and drink plain water.
Meanwhile.. on the work side.. I love my job. And still do. But.. now my lunch kaki is gonna say bye bye. Cos she's going to another bank. So sad. But what to do. And erm.. we have a new team leader. She's from London. Not angmoh but she looks damn fierce and she said she can be pushy. I can see changes coming. It's darn scary. :( And erm. I think Im gonna send out a few resumes just for fun. A lotta foreign banks are mass-recruiting, opening new custody and operations depts. So maybe I shd try my luck. :p Bad me. My parents will have a coronary when they hear im sending out resumes. But well.. must try.. see if there are better opportunities.. the banking sector is looking ever so bright. *Grins*
BTW.. ITALY is going to the finals. So sexciting. It's more fun watching the finals when the team u r rooting for is in it. FUNNESS. I cant wait. Im prolly gonna watch it at the big screen they have erected (ilovethiswordplssmackme!) at the field beside Tampines MRT. It's fun cos there'll be lotsa ppl. And yes.. fellow Italy supporters. Let's pray it wont rain. FORZA ITALIA!
As for the sister's wedding prep.. parents are still in a bad bad mood. My mum was like saying that my dad will scream and beat us up (AMAZING!) if we go out this weekend. Sigh. This makes me want to have a small wedding with just pineapple tarts, Coffee & Toast's Kaya toasts and teh si. Weddings are supposed to bring the family together but it's driving mine apart.. well not exactly apart like tom and nicole (stale story i know but i cant think of anything else) but well dad and mum keep nagging at us and chiding us for every little mistake. They even took off the internet wires. LIKE WHAT THE FUCK. SIGH. And dad keeps rattling on abt saving electricity and water cos the bill bombed. LIKE HELLOOOOOOOO.. u want us to live in darkness and tripping everywhere is it? You want smelly children is it? Im at a loss as to what to say. All I do is go out and then go home and shoot straight to my room. Thing is my parents keep grumbling that the house is in a mess and that we aint helping. BUT DO THEY SPECIFICALLY TELL US WHAT TO DO? no. NO. no. Nahi. Meiyou. Takda. THEN. What do they expect us to do. They keep going out too. Sigh. Dont know what to say. I though wedding preparation is fun.. but maybe for a bride who isnt staying with her parents and already has her house ready. NYEH. DOUBLE NYEH. And speaking of the wedding.. i think the churidar i bought is not bling-blingy enough. Maybe i should have gone all out and get something that's brighter and shinier than orchard road in December. I dont know. I mean this is my chance to over-dress and ive blown it. But again. Maybe this is my style.. simple, yet elegant. Heh. :p
~your smile made the difference~
--7/05/2006 04:49:00 PM--
Monday, July 03, 2006
My roommmmmmmmmmmmmmm..
My room is almost ready. Actually it IS ready except for a box that's yet to be unpacked and I also need a matching bookshelf to store my thrashy novels. :p The bed came last Monday. Ive twined like white rose vines around the metal thingies above. My room is in a lovely shade of mauve (though my parents and siblings choose to say it's in an ugly shade of pink - well, it's my room ppl!) and my mum made some lovely flowy white curtains (which ive grown to love even thought it's rather translucent and erm I cant stop thinking that a boogeyman or boogeywoman is peeking at me while i sleep so I have to face my wardrobe when i sleep until the sun comes up, then ill face the curtain which is fucking stupid cos it would be darn bright.. but well... im weird!). You wont believe how uber cosy and romantic (i imagine the one box which is - a darn eyesore - is not there) my room is now. Ive been sleeping and sleeping and curling up in my bed with my book. Im even lazy to go out. And it seems I sleep more than 8hrs per day. Can you imagine that? Me.. who hates to sleep.. sleeping more than necessary. And I love my wardrobe. The sliding doors.. make me feel so grown up. Im trying to keep the wardrobe as tidy as possible. Ive got 2 drawers and 1 huge compartment for my bags and the rest for my clothes which made my mummy a bit worried cos now she has no place for all the duvets, bedlinens and old curtains. But well.. :p.. sorry mummy.. I just wanna be reallllllllllllllll organised this time round. My knickers and bras were arranged very very nicely too. And I counted the number of knickers I have.. abt 53. Not bad. Ahaha. And bras.. erm I forgot. And bags.. erm I forgot. Ok anyway.. I love my room. I know everybody else in my family hates the colour and wouldnt admit how bloody cosy it is esp when i switch on the yellow light. And it's even nicer when I switch on some uber slow music. I havent try Mazzy Star in my new room and I havent painted in it yet. But Ill do that real soon. Cos for now.. it's helluva busy time.. cossssssssss.. my sister's getting married. So many things to do. Or pretend to do (else the parents nag none stop). And Oh.. speaking of the wedding.. Im gonna allow only nice ppl in my room. Those who have fucked-up attitudes or tell me ive put on weight or that the room colour is ugly or disgusting or too dark or anything bad.. well.. they can sit in front of the toilet. Yes. Only NICE PEOPLE are allowed in my room. :p or people at least half as nice as me. Muahaha.
And yes.. speaking of wedding preps.. my parents are seriously uber moody. Uber uber bad tempered. And uber uber naggy. I cant wait for this to be over. It's really sucky. Every single damn thing me and my bros do is wrong. It's so so sucky. I wish the bride would give us a hand too. Hint. Hint. So far no plates have started flying yet.. but I get a feeling that can happen pretty soon. So pls pls.. 15th July come fast. (But of course let the 10th of July go ever so slowly cos it's THE DAY. Yes. The concert day. so sexciting!)
Btw.. Ive got a churidar for the wedding. Not a lengha but a black churidar. It's not uber grand (i dont want to outshine the bride.. muahaha!) but it's uber gorgeous. I love the details on the sleeves. I fell in love with it after Ive tried it on. And it makes me look tall. :) So i bought it. And if u are coming to the wedding.. ull be able to see it. I have yet to decide on what to wear for the solemnization but was thinking of wearing just a blouse and pants. I prolly either wont survive to wear my churidar the next day cos my mum may prolly kill me or id prolly end up having earache cos of the naggings ill have to be put thru by all the older ones. NYEH. Like i care what they say/think/do.
~your smile made the difference~
--7/03/2006 07:23:00 PM--
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Babies
Im not supposed to be blogging cos im at work.. but I have this sudden urge to blog about erm - nothing. Ok.. maybe my weekend.. and many other things. My weekend was fun.. went to a friend's brother's wedding. And that friend happens to be a distant relative too so my family was there too. Anyway... I was bombarded with the inevitable question - Are you the one getting married next month? Like hello.. cant they look at me.. if I'm getting married next mth, I wouldnt be in this shape and size (if i can help it)! Anyway.. I just answered politely, telling them that my sister is the one getting married next month. And of course these people being uber busybodies have to ask the next inevitable question - When's ur turn? Sigh. Exactly. The very question I ask myself too at every wedding. Damn. And next month, come my sister's wedding, more idiots will ask me that same question. I wonder too.. WHEN IS MY TURN? I see people - friends and relatives of my age and those slightly older, getting married and having children. And I envy them while they tell me they envy me my freedom. But Im 26. I dont want freedom.. erm.. or maybe I still do. But my maternal instincts? My biological clock. Damn. I so want a baby. Even Angelina Jolie has her own baby.. and hot lips and lotsa money and a sexy partner and a cfm body and many more. Ok Ok.. I shouldnt say that. I mean look around.. everybody is like getting married and having legitimate children and even more legitimate fucks (pardon me). It's fucking boring sitting on this shelf. Im tired of playing around. I want to sit in the kitchen, trying to cook while reading a cookbook and with my lil toddler running around the house, making a damn mess (of course in my head there is a maid to clean that up!) and saying 'Mammma! Mamma!' and other adorable baby noises (and of course in my head the baby doesnt wake up at 3am crying his/her lungs out). But I dont care.. I WANT A BABY. Pls fertilize me. Someone. But .. pls fill in the form first and attach a copy of your nric (so ill know what race my baby will be) and a copy of your payslip (so ill know if we can afford a maid, Coach clutches and Jimmy Choos!). It's not on a first come first served basis. A nice voice (so that you can sing lullabies for the baby and ME) and good taste in music (so we can headbang together or go to concerts together) will be better. And oh yes.. you must love or be able to tolerate hindi movies and chickflicks and man the baby while I sob my head off. You should also be able to tolerate my temper and fickle mindedness. You should be able to make me feel good. You must make me laugh at least 28 (cos it's a nice no) times a day. You must have a strong heart (so you wont have a coronary everytime I scream cos Coldplay/Arcade Fire or other bands are coming to Singapore or cos I saw a moth or erm ok I scream a lot so you better not be a neurotic). Ok enough nonsense for now.. Ive gotta go back to work.. otherwise Ill never get to finish all these stuff.. sigh.
~your smile made the difference~
--6/14/2006 06:57:00 PM--
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Cobwebs..
Cobwebs. That's right. I could get asthma in here.. even though I dont have a history of it. It's been damn long.. 2 mths plus since i last updated.
A lot has happened. A LOT. Yes. A lot of funny, sad, weird and interesting things. But none that made me sit down and think 'Damn it, im so happy i could fly now'. Nah. Nothing like that. Ive not been in touch with my emotions. I tried not too. I think this is it. Ive grown up. Things. Made. Me. Grow. Up. Yes. I think i can sorta say im a bit matured now. Turning 26 was ok. I felt damn old. I felt closer to botox.. but no.. botox has not become my best friend yet. In time to come, I think. But I do feel old. I get a bit neurotic at times. I dont mean it in a bad way.. but hell, im the daughter of a helluva lunatic lady (who's like the best mother ive ever had.. erm. Ok. best mother in the world. To me at least.) .. so Im bound to be neurotic. Was taking my shower and conditioning my hair that day.. when.. i pulled up.. get this .. a CLUMP of hair. Ok, maybe im exaggerating. Maybe not a clump. Just.. erm abt 10 strands. Or was that 20. Ah. Ok. A clump then. Yes.. I was shocked. And scared. I know they say it's normal to lose 100 strands a day.. but what if u only have like 1000 strands to begin with? So I was standing there, in the bathroom, examining my breasts (cancer can make u lose hair right?) and looking at myself in the mirror.. and thinking of a thousand things. Each scarier than the one before. And being a neurotic.. you tend to get carried away. From hair loss.. my thoughts drifted to bald patches and white hair and wrinkles and.. being left on the shelf. Fear engulfed me. Everybody is getting or had gotten married. Will i become a spinster? What if im 40,greying,still fat, have liver spots, boobs that sweep the floor and have nobody to take care of me? Will i be a recluse who stays at home and watch The Days Of Our Lives... or worse.. Reality TV? Or will I be working my ass off, staying in the office till the wee hours of the morning.. just so I wont have to bump into couples cuddling while their eyes twinkled with happiness? Scary. But the moment passed. Well.. a moment of sorts.. it lasted for.. lemme 10mins. But that was scary. But. Nah. I'm not gonna pressure myself to get married. No NO No. The right person and right time will come.. I pray.
For now.. I go with the flow. Ive met a lotta interesting people. Men. Yes. Men. Interesting men, funny men, smug men and arses. And yes, weird men. Attractive men and men who think they are attractive. Men who are after my heart and men who just wanna get into my panty liner-lined Marks and Spencer knickers ;p. And oh yes.. men who talk to my boobs. But my boobs are damn smart.. they just kept quiet. But.. I still have many unanswered questions. One thing though, I know im more matured. When u are able to look at a man, even an attractive one (and u didnt drool in front of him!!!!!!!!!) and go 'Nyeh, I just want to be his friend' .. then you know you are there. And when u meet an attractive, smart and charming man and you can somehow stop yourself falling for him, then yes, you are there. Yes baby. Im there. Im starting to think with my brain. Ive stopped thinking with my heart.. really. I kinda like this NEW ME. Although, sometimes I think.. Im becoming more and more like a guy.. not the body parts, but behaviour (I still love shopping though) and thinking (well a bit.. cos I dont have a dick to think with).. and I love it. It feels so.. LIBERATING. Yes.
BUT.. im still having confidence problem. Yes. Low self esteem. I did get a bit of self confidence back ( actually back is not the correct word .. cos like hellooooooo.. when did i ever have confidence in myself?) but lost it. Cos I lost weight. And gained it all back. Mrs Doubtfire still looks better than me.. and I still have butchers running after me with huge knives thinking im a turkey .. ok Im exaggerating.. I cant help it. Im a closet drama queen. Heh.. is that possible? LoL. Anyway... yes I need to lose weight again. Im trying. Trying. Trying. Not hard enough though. (im eating a belgian brownie while typing this.)
AND YES.. btw.. COLDPLAY IS COMING TO SINGAPORE. And Im going. YES. I cried when the tickets first sold out. I searched the net and asked people, offering to do anything for them. I was negotiating with this person who put up an auction when he told me that Sistic had released another batch of tickets. And so I got em free standing ones. Happiness. :) That was my happiest day this year... until the concert that is.
~your smile made the difference~
--6/01/2006 01:01:00 PM--
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Ok. see.. many many entries, people..
Now i gotta go get ready to meet Fendy. Have a good day peeps. I havent had a good one since dont know when. Too many thoughts running thru my mind.
~your smile made the difference~
--3/09/2006 05:34:00 PM--
PIANO LESSON
I'm gonna take piano lessons. I know it's very very late but well, I need something to distract me. To turn me from a nympho to an angel. (YEAH right! Like it could happen.) I am still looking around. Need a very flexible teacher. And who dont mind a student who is so tone-deaf she cant even hum stupid Britney's "Oops I did it again". Hell, I cant even hum the Smurf's theme. But i'll try. I think I have fingers made for piano playing, although some guys beg to differ and said I have fingers for something else. I need to start my lesson before I have 12 fingers. Why, you ask? Well, cos my breasts are gonna start sagging soon. Once they start sagging to my hand-level, I've got 2 extra fingers. AHaha. Sick. Sick stupid jokes. Hell, they are not even jokes.
~your smile made the difference~
--3/09/2006 05:28:00 PM--
Saturday, February 04, 2006
drifting...
So confused abt things. Everything. Every single damn thing.
I need friends. I need fun. I need to chill out. Anybody interested?
I've been living one day at a time. One moment i'll be down in the dumps and the next i'll be giggling like some silly schoolgirl.
The ex isnt helping either. One moment he wants to keep in touch and the next he says he doesnt want to talk to me ever again. This is messing me up. Messing up my mind.
I need to go out. Babble mindlessly about stupid things and just have fun. To forget these woes of mine. Sometimes it's better not to think too much abt all these. The more you think, the more confused you become.
Soap bubbles.. very therapeutic.
Painting.. very therapeutic.
Drawing.. very therapeutic.
Shopping.. very therapeutic.
~your smile made the difference~
--2/04/2006 12:59:00 PM--
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
FLu..
Achoo..
Cough..
Argh..
~your smile made the difference~
--2/01/2006 01:17:00 PM--
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Bloody helll...
Hehe.. it's been a looonggggggggggg time. I came to sweep this place and found so many cobwebs and all.. and since im here.. i think im gonna blog a bit. I dont know what happened to me. Actually it wasnt laziness.. I wanted to blog about something but just couldnt... not until I calm down.. ok.. so here goes..
My mother woke me up early one early Dec morning. She was on the verge of crying. She was saying, " Your father had an accident, Na!" She asked me to call a cab. I was still drowsy with sleep. I saw my father standing downstairs, in the living room so I thought everything was not too bad. The cab came and they, together with my bro, went to East Shore Hospital. I was on leave so I decided to take my shower and go there too. When I reached there, my bro had gone and only my mum and dad was there. She was crying and asking me to go in to see my dad. I didnt dare go in. I was just too scared. My aunt, uncle and granduncle came to my rescue, reaching just in time. They went in to see my dad. My mum told me she cant look at him.. and was saying in malay, "Kepala bapak kau berdarah Na. I think pecah Na." (Your father's head was bleeding. I think he's broken his head.) I started crying then. Cos I know we could all lose my dad. I went to see my dad but he didnt see me. I touched his leg and ran outside when I saw a tear felling off his cheek. My father has always had a high threshold of pain. And knowing him, he would never ever cry. Unless somebody dies or something. I called Fendy and ask him to come down to the hospital as well. My sister and my grandmother came after my phonecall. Both of them were also crying like mad.
The hospital took a scan of my father's head and said it wasnt too good. They said my father was drifting in and out of consciousness. We were all crying hopelessly. We were so scared he'll go into a coma. I mean no matter how angry I was at my father for being so strict or for other things, he is still my father. The neurosurgeon ( A very good one.. he operated on the twins. I shall not reveal his name!) came and said that they found some bone fragments at the back and that is not a good sign. He said they will have to bring him to ICU and he will have to operate on my father's head to remove the bones. However, the operating theatres were fully booked and the available slot was at 12pm. (This thing happened at abt 7am) The neurosurgeon then asked the hospital staff to bring all the operating equipments to ICU. He told them he had to operate on my father asap or he will bleed to death. So he operated on my father in the ICU. Such a good neurosurgeon I must say. He removed the bone fragments and stitched my father's head. He came out later and told us that my father had a very narrow escape. There was just a slight hairline fracture on his skull and the tissues were inflamed. The cut was deep and long though. It almost went thru my dad's skull. My dad was lucky. He was in the ICU for 2 days. So many people came to pay their visits. My dad is fine now, thank god.
He related what happened. He fell in the bathroom (He had gastric flu and was drowsy) and his head hit the bathtub. He crawled back to the bed. My mother was downstairs making coffee for him when she heard a very loud thud. She thought it was our upstairs neighbour.Then, she heard my dad calling her. My mother rushed upstairs. My dad was asking her why there is blood on his head. He told her that he dreamt that he fell in the bathroom and crawled back to bed. My mum went to the bathroom and saw blood and a broken pail. It turned out that the pail had saved his life. It broke his fall. My father could really have died. His head hit the edge of the bathtub. It was really close. Thank god my dad is fine now. It was very scary. One of my greatest fear was losing my parents and that almost happened.... I wanted to blog abt this for a long time but just couldnt. We all were shaken you know. The first night my dad was in ICU, me and my lil bro couldnt sleep. I guess we were all shocked. Shocked and shaken. I think I know how it feels to almost lose someone very dear now.
~your smile made the difference~
--12/24/2005 09:20:00 AM--
Saturday, December 03, 2005
John Little Sale..
From now till 11th Dec. At the Singapore Expo. MUST GO! MUST GO! I may be going later. I need new shoes (who doesnt, right? hehe) and many other things that I dont know I need till I see them at the sale. I hope Fendy is in a good mood. Now I must think of something he needs to get to entice him to follow me to the sale. OOoh.. yes.. socks!!! Ok.. now I gotta have my shower. We need to go to his friend's housewarming (I hope the house is not warm though!) at 4pm. Then perhaps we could go to the sale. Oh wait.. maybe I should wait till Monday. I think there will be a lotta ppl today.. Yes.. Monday is better!! Retail therapy - here I comeeeeeeeeee!! (And I must add - once I 'COME', chances of me getting 'impregnated' with shopping bags are high!) ;p
~your smile made the difference~
--12/03/2005 01:37:00 PM--
My Desk..
An extremely blur photo of my desk at work..
Notice the post-its? Haha.. So many things to remember, cant help it. My desk looks like a bomb site now -minus the blood of course. ;p I am like so so tired.. but Im gonna be on leave till like Wednesday. I need the rest.. but Im gonna miss work. I know, I know.. it sounds crazy but i love my job.
~your smile made the difference~
--12/03/2005 01:15:00 PM--
Gosh.. time flies.. really..
What do you know.. Hari Raya is gonna be over soon! This year's Raya was so so. The highlight was definitely the Raya visiting with Fendy's friends. It was bloody fun like the past few years. And there were 2 cute toddlers.. extremely cute toddlers. I so wish I have one of my own.. hehe.. well not now.. but when we are married. ;p You know what.. I just realized that next year my sister will celebrate Raya as a wife. So envious of her.
~your smile made the difference~
--12/03/2005 01:49:00 AM--
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Yay..
Guess what? Sheels is coming back. So excited. So happy. So many emotions. So Sheels dear, me and Fendy will be at the airport on Saturday at 9am ok. We'll be waiting for your arrival. And do shower us with lavish gifts ok. We really wont mind. ;p Let's see if you have changed. Last time you left Singapore, you prolly thought Love is a type of fish. But now you are a wise (and OLD!) woman, prolly all blooming with love. I'm so happy for you dear!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I'm so happy for you too Nisa darling. Love you guys!
~your smile made the difference~
--11/24/2005 02:07:00 PM--
It's Retail Therapy time..
BUT there are no more warehouse sales. Argh. I love going to those sales @ the Spore Expo. Went to the L'oreal one last Friday. It was great! The things were fucking cheap. I bought like 2 mascaras, 1 lipstick and 2 foundation (for $20!!!) while Fendy put on a face that would have scared even the spirit that possessed poor Emily Rose. Men.. useless shopping companions unless we are talking abt their stuff!! Tsk Tsk. Fendy (and other men) just dont understand. They make shopping a stressful experience instead of a therapeutic purse-breaking affair. He kept asking me if I've used the same lipstick colour before (when I bought the lipstick). I was like.. what does it matter.. women dont keep buying the same lipstick everytime. You gotta try something new right. And he also dont understand the need for me to browse through my purchases over dinner. I just need to look at everything again. And to try the lipstick. Which he so dislike. Silly lah him. It's Maybelline's Watershine Diamonds and he just hate the range. Silly boy knows nothin abt make yet want to comment. When I go and meet him and put it on, he'll prolly say.. Oooh I love this on you. New lipstick? And I'll be like.. YES! THE VERY SAME ONE THAT YOU SAID LOOKED AWFUL! Hah. Men. ;p But no matter what.. I still love my darling Fendy.
We were thinking of going on a holiday to Genting or somewhere near.. but decided against it. There's so many weddings and birthdays and chalets and what nots. So our bank account will be too happening for a holiday. Maybe in Jan or Feb. We're planning to go Bangkok. YES, SHOPPINGGG! Things there are cheappppppp.. and gorgeous. Let's hope Fendy wont gimme a hard time. But I doubt he will. He loves shopping for Tshirts at the markets there soooooo.. LESSON NO 1 : Always shop for my stuffs first. If he has gotten his stuffs, he'll be dying to get back to the hotel and all and will be whining and whining. If I get mine first, he'll just have to wait. Cos if he starts whining, I'll give him hell and both of us wont get any shopping done! ;p Ok.. anybody has gone to Bkk? Any hotel to recommend? Not too expensive though. As long as there are no roaches or rodents in the room and no sperm or blood stains! Afterall, who wants to spend hundreds on a room that you'll hardly stay in! Main objective is to shop. If I could save $100 on the room, I could use that to buy important stuffs like shoes or bags. Muahaha...
~your smile made the difference~
--11/24/2005 01:51:00 PM--
Im backkkkkkkkkk...
From nowhere.. hehe.. been busy. Super busy. Work is great. I love it so much. BUTTTTTTTTttt..I kept having to stay back. I'm like supposed to be working till 4.30pm this week but the earliest I left the office so far was like 5.45pm. Ahaha.. very hardworking. I think I'm becoming a workaholic. I so love my job. Even though it is stressful and all.. it is still great. c",) Ok.. other than that I was busy, I really dont know why I didnt update my blog. Sheer laziness perhaps? Hehe.. well.. previously, when I was with that other bank, I blog at work so yes, that's why sometimes there were so many entries. I dont even have the time to surf the net at work now. And I'm all tired by the time I get home.
I hope the white hairs wont start popping up now. I've also been sloshing eye creams and face lifting creams onto my face in fear of getting wrinkles and what nots. But again.. I need more than a face lift. I NEED TO LOSE weight. Went to a close relative's wedding last weekend. And so many people commented on my weight. Or worse, they just totally ignore me and turn to my sister and remarked on her beauty. No, I'm not jealous or bitter. But, hey, some diplomacy please. I have feelings you know!! And some remarked on how my sister looks younger than me. Ha. I dont really give a damn if I look older. Maybe I AM more matured. And so what if that shows. At least I have a heart. Damn it. Now I really gotta lose weight. I am sick of the jeers I get from my family. They just cant gimme a break. So before I break, I think I ought to do something abt this. Although come to think of it.. why shd I make all these people happy. BUTTT again.. I am doing this for myself.. so it's ok. So please.. Lina's brain.. who is churning all these.. please Listen - MAKE LINA STOP EATING SO MUCH. GET THE METABOLIC RATE GOING! MAKE HER LOSE WEIGHT. COME ON!!! I KNOW THE BRAIN IS POWERFUL. SO GO GIVE THE INSTRUCTIONS THIS VERY MOMENT.
Ok.. if this works.. then I'll send chocolates to all of you ok. Damn.. CHOCOLATES.. did I just say that? *Drools*
~your smile made the difference~
--11/24/2005 01:36:00 PM--
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
*Smiles*
Happy Belated Diwali & Selamat Hari Raya Peepsssssssssssssssssss!!!!! Do forgive me if I have offended or pissed you off in anyway. c",) Muackz.. Hugsss...
~your smile made the difference~
--11/02/2005 08:28:00 PM--
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
The meeting with the fockers.. oops.. i mean my dad..
Ok. It went ok. Yes. Only OK. It wasnt spectacular or even great. My dad didnt talk to Fendy at all. Pissed me off. He was talking to my sis and her not so freshly circumsized bf. No.. I dont have anything against them. But I dont know why my dad was like that. Of course he wasnt like nasty or something. But not talking to Fendy was rude. Especially if he was talking non-stop to my sis' bf. Argh. I DONT GIVE A FUCK. Fendy is a nice guy (Yes.. I say otherwise when we quarrel.. hehe).. and my mum likes him. That's what matters. I dont care what my father thinks. I want to get married to Fendy. I love him many many. ;p If my father wants to treat Fendy likes this even till we get married, then too bad. He'll just drive me to Fendy's family. Fendy's family is so welcoming. They dont treat me like my father treat Fendy. SO.. if that's the way he wants it.. then he will have it.
~your smile made the difference~
--11/01/2005 01:17:00 PM--
Saturday, October 22, 2005
Big Day..
NOOOO.. we are not getting married. *SOBS* But well.. it's still another step in our relationship. Fendy is meeting my dad today. And I think I'm gonna faint or have a cardiac arrest. I'm scared. This is like the second time a guy is meeting my dad. And this is the first official one. My dad invited Fendy to break fast with us at Mutiara @ JB today. He felt bad cos he's met my sis bf (And yes, they came out on Suria twice.. bloody embarrassing i must say. Now the whole world knows my sis bf's got circumsized only when he's 30+.. haha.. my sis is gonna kill me now!) so he feels that he shd meet Fendy too. Good thing is.. there will be some other relatives and my grandma will be there.. so that means my father's attention wont be focused on Fendy. But stillllll.. it'll be weird.. how am I going to introduce Fendy to my father. Like this --> "Ermm abah, this is my bf." Arghh.. weird right.. simply weird.. shit.. I shouldnt have agreed to it.. :(
Hrmph.. ok.. now I have to get ready.. I hope me and Fendy wont make any booboos. I love him tremendously and I want him to be in my dad's good book. Like real desperately.. cos yes, Fendy is definitely the one for me. Love him love him love him. Ok.. now I really need to go and shower and get ready. Pray for me that everything goes well.. *Shudders*.. I can't believe this is happening....
~your smile made the difference~
--10/22/2005 12:49:00 PM--
HoLLa PeePs..
First of all.. so sorry for the lack of updates. Too tired to blog after work. Normally I would blog at work.. but this new job just keeps me busy all day. But.. I love it.. slight problem though.. I have a colleague who is problematic. She seemed to be the nicest initially.. but she turns out to be a hyprocrite who's on very good terms with the manager. Hrmph.. I hope she wont create trouble for me.. I hate office politics.. :( Anyway, the rest of my colleagues dont like her too.
Other than that, the new job is interesting. I learn a LOT of new things abt securities processing and repairing. New and interesting.. but my brain.. it seems to not function as well anymore. I think I need to take some vitamins or something. 3 1/2 years as a customer service officer has somehow slowed down my ability to retain information and increase my ability to lie. HEhe.. but again.. there was a lot of things I had to remember in the previous job as well. Hrmph.. maybe I'm just OLD. *SOBS* Haha..that reminds me.. --> SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELSSSSSSS.. you are gonna be 26 in less than six months.. *Evil Laugh*.
Ok.. now now.. this new job has kept me so occupied. I dont even have time to think. Too busy working. Too busy learning. But I love this job. So that's the good thing. I sometimes get this "Where am I?" feeling. Like I dont know how come I'm at this strange place and not at the previous place. I must say I miss my colleagues at the old place though. ;p I miss talking to ppl and laughing. They dont seem to do that here. But well.. there's always pros and cons.. I'll just have to wait and see if things get better.. colleaguewise i mean..
BTWWWWWWW... can u believe it? I dont even know when my payday is. I'm too embarrassed to ask them. So I'm just sitting and hoping that they credit my pay into my bank a/c soon. The a/c has been a bit too happening.. hehe.. it's true what they say. You tend to shop more on an empty stomach. I tend to buy things that I dont need.. but again.. dont we all.. ? Haha.. ;p.. I need a new pair of flats.. preferably those ethnic ones.. SOOOOOOOO.. come in pay.. come in. I need you. And Ooohhhhhhhhhhh.. I dont know if I'll be working this Hari Raya.. I'm .. YESsss.. too embarrassed to ask. I know that most ppl have to come back on public hols cos it's a foreign bank. Hrmph.. I hope I dont have too. I have bought a dark green and gold lengha and it's damn gorgeous.. although I must say that i make it look like shit. :(
Hrmph.. and I can't wait for the Jalan Raya with Fendy's friends. This year would be as happening as every other year. I love going Jalan Raya with them. So fun ah.. like a big family.. and there are like 2 babies... well, actually they are not babies anymore.. I think they can talk a little already. Hrmph.. Ok.. just cant wait for that.. they haven't set a date yet.
~your smile made the difference~
--10/22/2005 12:32:00 PM--
