He is faithful and His love endures forever.
:: Sing praise, sing praise ::
27 August 2007
part 1: the size tag, skin, hair and even eyes.
heroine chic was just a phase that lasted really long when the reign of supermodels were over. the fashion industry needed something fresh and new from the usual 80's volumptuous curvy silhouette. so when kate moss appear, she hit the jackpot. i like kate moss's aesthethic sense but i think that her bowl legged skinny body looks weird compared to curvy catherine zeta jones. and i thought if a woman is a hourglass shape, which is considered beautiful so why the rise in aneroxia and bulimia? when i lost weight, someone said, eh prettier now wor~ and when i gained a LITTLE, someone called me bui liu liu -_-' im taller than average, has high metabolism rate, proudly acknowledge that i have inherited some pretty good genes too. but i hate to admit this, i still wanna slim down and reach that 5 years ago 47kg. health, vanity or the pressure to stay slim? i know my answer.
hitler uses genocide to make sure that his absurd theory of achieving the pure superior aryan race or racial subjugation is met by sieving out the hispanics, blacks, gypsies and of cos, the jews. i bet that if there were any chinese, we'll be segregated too. and those who are considered impure have their eyes injected with chemicals to change their eyes to blue and many other horrendous experiments. what's with the blonde, white skin, higher nose bridge and blue eyes? they have more fun meh? a brunette teenager decided to bleach her roots. just so that she can appear closer to "white" when she's already a white. look at beyonce and mary j blige. they're black yet becoming blonder and fairer.
chinese women are considered more beautiful - if they have creases on their eyes. that few milimeters to 1cm thick crease aka double eyelid make up the top percentage requested surgery in asia today. i cant even mutter a channel 5/8 actress with single eyelids. being chinese, most of us are destined to have slanted almond shape eyes that disappears into a line when one smile. and most chinese girls are having perpetual "SURPRISE!" expressions or even worse, force eye to look big big and poke out when they pose for a pic. i know la... to make eyes appear bigger on the pic but looking terrifically surprise all the time is rather scary if you ask me. plus all that brow raising sure causes washboard forehead when they reach 40. i like eyes that crescents, its more friendly like this ^.^ than this O.O so whats wrong with creasless eyes?
200 pounds beauty made me think twice about beauty. so if she's chubby does that means she wont find a proper society accepted status? this constant frenzy media feed has altered many minds to become aneroxic and bulimic... there's even a golden ratio of how beauty can be measured. balanced and more symmetrical looking people get better jobs, higher pay and get promoted faster. and an experiment even shows that babies prefer gazing into the eyes of cindy crawford than quasimodo.
so what's this... self hatred? and what standards are the girls conforming to? the calculations of a standard beauty that a plastic surgeon can alter OR what God sees in us? i typed this after reading this.
http://www.finalcall.com/artman/publish/article_2919.shtml
:: ps. i love you ::
heroine chic was just a phase that lasted really long when the reign of supermodels were over. the fashion industry needed something fresh and new from the usual 80's volumptuous curvy silhouette. so when kate moss appear, she hit the jackpot. i like kate moss's aesthethic sense but i think that her bowl legged skinny body looks weird compared to curvy catherine zeta jones. and i thought if a woman is a hourglass shape, which is considered beautiful so why the rise in aneroxia and bulimia? when i lost weight, someone said, eh prettier now wor~ and when i gained a LITTLE, someone called me bui liu liu -_-' im taller than average, has high metabolism rate, proudly acknowledge that i have inherited some pretty good genes too. but i hate to admit this, i still wanna slim down and reach that 5 years ago 47kg. health, vanity or the pressure to stay slim? i know my answer.
hitler uses genocide to make sure that his absurd theory of achieving the pure superior aryan race or racial subjugation is met by sieving out the hispanics, blacks, gypsies and of cos, the jews. i bet that if there were any chinese, we'll be segregated too. and those who are considered impure have their eyes injected with chemicals to change their eyes to blue and many other horrendous experiments. what's with the blonde, white skin, higher nose bridge and blue eyes? they have more fun meh? a brunette teenager decided to bleach her roots. just so that she can appear closer to "white" when she's already a white. look at beyonce and mary j blige. they're black yet becoming blonder and fairer.
chinese women are considered more beautiful - if they have creases on their eyes. that few milimeters to 1cm thick crease aka double eyelid make up the top percentage requested surgery in asia today. i cant even mutter a channel 5/8 actress with single eyelids. being chinese, most of us are destined to have slanted almond shape eyes that disappears into a line when one smile. and most chinese girls are having perpetual "SURPRISE!" expressions or even worse, force eye to look big big and poke out when they pose for a pic. i know la... to make eyes appear bigger on the pic but looking terrifically surprise all the time is rather scary if you ask me. plus all that brow raising sure causes washboard forehead when they reach 40. i like eyes that crescents, its more friendly like this ^.^ than this O.O so whats wrong with creasless eyes?
200 pounds beauty made me think twice about beauty. so if she's chubby does that means she wont find a proper society accepted status? this constant frenzy media feed has altered many minds to become aneroxic and bulimic... there's even a golden ratio of how beauty can be measured. balanced and more symmetrical looking people get better jobs, higher pay and get promoted faster. and an experiment even shows that babies prefer gazing into the eyes of cindy crawford than quasimodo.
so what's this... self hatred? and what standards are the girls conforming to? the calculations of a standard beauty that a plastic surgeon can alter OR what God sees in us? i typed this after reading this.
http://www.finalcall.com/artman/publish/article_2919.shtml
:: ps. i love you ::
26 August 2007
25 August 2007
Faith
"Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see."
- Hebrews 11:1
For you.
Trust me.
It will happen (naturally).
Just a matter of time.
Cherish whatever there is till then.
Priceless.
Thanks Chris. i believe that was for me =)
my friend ah ying.
my bestie ah ying turns 23 today. we both made a pact that in 2 years time, we'll save up enough money to buy each other a piece of cartier and go on a trip to taiwan next year. recalling back, i dont remember how we even ended up talking. it's like im from planet g, population 1 and she, planet ying, population 1 as well. but somehow we clicked. it's a decade long friendship i have with her and im still looking forward to many many more years to come =)
my friend pearline.
it's weird how God place people in our lives. i remember how pearline and i met. we started off by talking along the streets of orchard with her back carrying me throughout an entire lane and then we're buddies next. 5 years down and we still chat over msn late at night. i remember this incident during my 21st bday whereby she called me at 3am just to talk ^^ now i dont have to wait till 3am anymore (sometimes i still do la =p) because she's coming back this nov! its time for another stayover @ g's with mayo fried rice but of cos, livi will be doing the washing this time. yeah!
i left 2 chapters including the epilogue for tmr. i cant bring myself to read it. i'll prob brawl and sobbed myself to death. oh bother, im such a nutcase.
: ps. i love you ::
"Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see."
- Hebrews 11:1
For you.
Trust me.
It will happen (naturally).
Just a matter of time.
Cherish whatever there is till then.
Priceless.
Thanks Chris. i believe that was for me =)
my friend ah ying.
my bestie ah ying turns 23 today. we both made a pact that in 2 years time, we'll save up enough money to buy each other a piece of cartier and go on a trip to taiwan next year. recalling back, i dont remember how we even ended up talking. it's like im from planet g, population 1 and she, planet ying, population 1 as well. but somehow we clicked. it's a decade long friendship i have with her and im still looking forward to many many more years to come =)
my friend pearline.
it's weird how God place people in our lives. i remember how pearline and i met. we started off by talking along the streets of orchard with her back carrying me throughout an entire lane and then we're buddies next. 5 years down and we still chat over msn late at night. i remember this incident during my 21st bday whereby she called me at 3am just to talk ^^ now i dont have to wait till 3am anymore (sometimes i still do la =p) because she's coming back this nov! its time for another stayover @ g's with mayo fried rice but of cos, livi will be doing the washing this time. yeah!
i left 2 chapters including the epilogue for tmr. i cant bring myself to read it. i'll prob brawl and sobbed myself to death. oh bother, im such a nutcase.
: ps. i love you ::
24 August 2007
23 August 2007
i wasnt even finish with the first page and i was already tearing. fat salty tears. i wanted so much to cont reading but i know that i'll probably wet my pillow and be late for work tmr.
this book reminded me of how i wrote letters to my mum when she passed on. i wrote to her about my daily life and studies. i used to asked in the letters, how are you? what are you doing to telling her how much i miss her cooking. i have no idea how on earth she's gonna read them but i just believe that she will. someday. somehow.
looking back, during that whirlpool period of confusion, i couldnt understand what exactly was going on until the day i went to collect her ashes. it's like a reality check that slaps you on the face. she is simply gone. and i will never taste her cooking again. i will never get to hold her hand again and.. she will never ever come back.
it's been 5 years and her face is starting to become vague. the thing i regret most is that i cant even remember my childhood (due to epi) and i only have photographs of her to last me... i cant help but tear again. i really do miss her so much.
:: ps. i love you ::
this book reminded me of how i wrote letters to my mum when she passed on. i wrote to her about my daily life and studies. i used to asked in the letters, how are you? what are you doing to telling her how much i miss her cooking. i have no idea how on earth she's gonna read them but i just believe that she will. someday. somehow.
looking back, during that whirlpool period of confusion, i couldnt understand what exactly was going on until the day i went to collect her ashes. it's like a reality check that slaps you on the face. she is simply gone. and i will never taste her cooking again. i will never get to hold her hand again and.. she will never ever come back.
it's been 5 years and her face is starting to become vague. the thing i regret most is that i cant even remember my childhood (due to epi) and i only have photographs of her to last me... i cant help but tear again. i really do miss her so much.
:: ps. i love you ::
21 August 2007
tissue paper.
i saw too many packets of tissue paper on tables and chairs.
O. to spare myself from typing tissue paper repeatedly, lets call em' tp.
singaporeans are the only one and only kind in the whole entire universe and probably the most unique lot who uses a pack of TP to chop seats. btw, chop is a singaporean slang for reservation. anyways, there are a few better ones who bother to cover up that kleenex with a nice wrap of sort and one creative one who uses a lighter instead of a pack of TP. nonetheless, its still a packet of TP.
you know, i really cant explain how ridiculous this whole "chop" thing is. to me, it's absolutely hilarious, to a certain extent, absurd and even shockingly unacceptable. how can?!~ i feel paiseh to be a singaporean la. lunchtime was crowded as usual and all seats are filled with (1) humans (2) TP. sigh.
one people, one nation, one singapore (how true)
thats the way that we will be forevermore (gasp! TP chopping seats forever!!!)
yesterday:
looking for props, i went to iwannagohome. i was looking around and i chanced upon many cute little printed rolls of x. inching closer at x, i find myself looking at toilet rolls. priced at $7 each. erm well, what a waste to use them that way. anyway, i saw a cereal dispenser that iwannaget @ iwannagohome!!! love that place ^^
today:
senior kwek and junior kwek held hands, coughing and wheezing together visited our family doc. my pop made me hook our fingers together to keep a secret earlier on and grinned at me. funny old man =p
:: on MC ::
i saw too many packets of tissue paper on tables and chairs.
O. to spare myself from typing tissue paper repeatedly, lets call em' tp.
singaporeans are the only one and only kind in the whole entire universe and probably the most unique lot who uses a pack of TP to chop seats. btw, chop is a singaporean slang for reservation. anyways, there are a few better ones who bother to cover up that kleenex with a nice wrap of sort and one creative one who uses a lighter instead of a pack of TP. nonetheless, its still a packet of TP.
you know, i really cant explain how ridiculous this whole "chop" thing is. to me, it's absolutely hilarious, to a certain extent, absurd and even shockingly unacceptable. how can?!~ i feel paiseh to be a singaporean la. lunchtime was crowded as usual and all seats are filled with (1) humans (2) TP. sigh.
one people, one nation, one singapore (how true)
thats the way that we will be forevermore (gasp! TP chopping seats forever!!!)
yesterday:
looking for props, i went to iwannagohome. i was looking around and i chanced upon many cute little printed rolls of x. inching closer at x, i find myself looking at toilet rolls. priced at $7 each. erm well, what a waste to use them that way. anyway, i saw a cereal dispenser that iwannaget @ iwannagohome!!! love that place ^^
today:
senior kwek and junior kwek held hands, coughing and wheezing together visited our family doc. my pop made me hook our fingers together to keep a secret earlier on and grinned at me. funny old man =p
:: on MC ::
18 August 2007
it's one of those days when i want to burrow my face in my pillow and scream.
this whole week has taken a toil on me. due to F/W's latest collection presentation on thurs, i stayed back in the office till 1030pm and slept at 3am, preparing for that short 15 mins presentation. morning - left home, carrying 60 A3 sized guildline booklets and waited for a cab. and i was late for my first ever presentation for 30 full mins. and i feel like a total klutz because i just fumble and mumble through everything. friday's work wasnt any better, got reprimanded twice :(. however my gm said my presentation was rather steady...
and i was reminded that it's friday ^^ then it was time to collect that wonderful decadent, cookie crusted guanaja from rive gauche ^^ for my wonderful birthday girl babyee jaime one sihui! and huimin was there too! small gathering but it was nonetheless nice and simple. ps. i would like to take credit for that cake i introduced. and btw...
HAPPY 23RD BIRTHDAY!!!
only few friends stay and you're one of them ^^ 7 more years and we'll be 30 years old. awww, i would like us to grow fat/old/cranky/toothless together. it's been a whole torrent kaleidoscope of events but yet you're still that mighty mouse who grits through life. i salute you! *hugs*
baking muffins tmr!
:: P.S. iloveyou :
this whole week has taken a toil on me. due to F/W's latest collection presentation on thurs, i stayed back in the office till 1030pm and slept at 3am, preparing for that short 15 mins presentation. morning - left home, carrying 60 A3 sized guildline booklets and waited for a cab. and i was late for my first ever presentation for 30 full mins. and i feel like a total klutz because i just fumble and mumble through everything. friday's work wasnt any better, got reprimanded twice :(. however my gm said my presentation was rather steady...
and i was reminded that it's friday ^^ then it was time to collect that wonderful decadent, cookie crusted guanaja from rive gauche ^^ for my wonderful birthday girl babyee jaime one sihui! and huimin was there too! small gathering but it was nonetheless nice and simple. ps. i would like to take credit for that cake i introduced. and btw...
HAPPY 23RD BIRTHDAY!!!
only few friends stay and you're one of them ^^ 7 more years and we'll be 30 years old. awww, i would like us to grow fat/old/cranky/toothless together. it's been a whole torrent kaleidoscope of events but yet you're still that mighty mouse who grits through life. i salute you! *hugs*
baking muffins tmr!
:: P.S. iloveyou :
16 August 2007
14 August 2007
to fellow city hall mrt passengers,
be ever thick skinned when entering a sardine packed train. just *squeeze* into which ever foot space you see for your poor tired feet. dont even care if your body is pressing against that secondary school kid who smell suspiciously nasty. foot space is equally important as "visual/body space". because once you're one foot into the carriage, most prob you'll be able to squeeze/"force" into the carriage with your calf strength.
sometimes, facial expression is needed to "force" many to move into the carriage so that the rest can move in. if all fails, say excuse me loud and clear. but take note, be polite yet firm. this particular act is a confirm guarantee space giving method. another "force" not to be reckon with.
the key here is to stand firm and not give way. because "many", well in fact most singaporeans are kiasu and kiasi. they just dont wanna take a few more steps into the middle of the carriage because 1: kiasu - must be the first to leave the carriage and 2: kiasi - scared later cannot get off the train in time.
unless you wanna WAIT somemore with many other gloomy faced passengers who prob didnt make it. otherwise remember, dont be paiseh. squeeze and you'll be able to reach home on time.
may the "force" be with you.
:: this is the air i breathe ::
be ever thick skinned when entering a sardine packed train. just *squeeze* into which ever foot space you see for your poor tired feet. dont even care if your body is pressing against that secondary school kid who smell suspiciously nasty. foot space is equally important as "visual/body space". because once you're one foot into the carriage, most prob you'll be able to squeeze/"force" into the carriage with your calf strength.
sometimes, facial expression is needed to "force" many to move into the carriage so that the rest can move in. if all fails, say excuse me loud and clear. but take note, be polite yet firm. this particular act is a confirm guarantee space giving method. another "force" not to be reckon with.
the key here is to stand firm and not give way. because "many", well in fact most singaporeans are kiasu and kiasi. they just dont wanna take a few more steps into the middle of the carriage because 1: kiasu - must be the first to leave the carriage and 2: kiasi - scared later cannot get off the train in time.
unless you wanna WAIT somemore with many other gloomy faced passengers who prob didnt make it. otherwise remember, dont be paiseh. squeeze and you'll be able to reach home on time.
may the "force" be with you.
:: this is the air i breathe ::
13 August 2007
just imagine the below entry in the smallest font size (cant seem to type the smallest lettering though)
pastor lawrence was talking about how sometimes we have those "bad week" days? here's mine ^^ hohoho
monday/tues/wed
i do have a serious sinus problem. sometimes so bad that even im afraid that i'll get a fit. booo~
thurs:
puff pastry skin didnt rise. 'nuff said.
fri:
as one of the national day song sings; five star arising, up from the stormy sea~ i have stars (pimply ones i mean) rising too. 3 in a straight row, all sitting nicely above my lovely brows. the fourth is on the verge of shooting out, exactly where a bindi should reside and the fifth one still in making (at the nose). o boy, strawberry days are here again.
sat:
nil
sun:
left my work notes in the office. misplaced my ipod. got a huge scolding from my pop in the morning while in ss. a while later, after receiving the scolding, i received 2 apologetic smses which made me feel even worse. and i lost my water bottel too. sia la, what a morning (morning somemore).
and, to add that cherry on top of it all. i went to the bathroom wanting to wash my smelly feet. i turned on the tap and water came sprinkling down - from the top. and g got wet.
in the midst of these "farce", i got reminded of one thing. faith. because my fear level was so high, it shows how low my faith level is. but im glad, because i managed to take one step at a time to listen to God, obey Him and trust Him.
i am a instant noodle believer - i want things fast amd i try to push my limits. but perserverence and patience is something that im cultivating now. im really really glad that i got to realise this fact.
and now, do picture the below sentence in the largest font size ever.
:: God is still good ^^ ::
pastor lawrence was talking about how sometimes we have those "bad week" days? here's mine ^^ hohoho
monday/tues/wed
i do have a serious sinus problem. sometimes so bad that even im afraid that i'll get a fit. booo~
thurs:
puff pastry skin didnt rise. 'nuff said.
fri:
as one of the national day song sings; five star arising, up from the stormy sea~ i have stars (pimply ones i mean) rising too. 3 in a straight row, all sitting nicely above my lovely brows. the fourth is on the verge of shooting out, exactly where a bindi should reside and the fifth one still in making (at the nose). o boy, strawberry days are here again.
sat:
nil
sun:
left my work notes in the office. misplaced my ipod. got a huge scolding from my pop in the morning while in ss. a while later, after receiving the scolding, i received 2 apologetic smses which made me feel even worse. and i lost my water bottel too. sia la, what a morning (morning somemore).
and, to add that cherry on top of it all. i went to the bathroom wanting to wash my smelly feet. i turned on the tap and water came sprinkling down - from the top. and g got wet.
in the midst of these "farce", i got reminded of one thing. faith. because my fear level was so high, it shows how low my faith level is. but im glad, because i managed to take one step at a time to listen to God, obey Him and trust Him.
i am a instant noodle believer - i want things fast amd i try to push my limits. but perserverence and patience is something that im cultivating now. im really really glad that i got to realise this fact.
and now, do picture the below sentence in the largest font size ever.
:: God is still good ^^ ::
11 August 2007
vol au vents (for the benefit of me not typing the full word repeatedly, lets call them V)
pastry skin? checked.
mushroom filling? checked.
sauce? checked.
and so i chopped the mushrooms, made the sauce, added in salt, pepper, garlic and basil leaves to taste. and with a final stir, i pushed the tray into the oven.
now, time to exercise my flabby arms. i took out the pastry skin from the box, sprinkled some flour and proceed to roll it flat. using the bottom of the plastic cup, i cookie cut circle base(s) for my V and stopped till i reached 30. after giving them a flour bathe, i set them aside and proceed to cut the V walls (whatever you call it). now im done with both base and walls of the V. time to to bake them ^^
when it was time to arrange them... horrors of all horrors. all my V base and walls shrank. leaving absolutely no space for the filling. wha... siansation settling in. i dont have time to re-roll the skin and i still have a tray of mushroom filling in the oven. sia la... the more i dwell in my misfortune of shrunken pastry skin, the more upset i become.
anyway, the mushroom filling didnt go to waste. we bought some baguette and made it into some kind of bruschetta. very nice wor~
thinking back... i actually got distressed by some shrunken pastry skin. o dear, how can?
time to zzz. pm and ss tmr!
:: three times a lady by commodores::
pastry skin? checked.
mushroom filling? checked.
sauce? checked.
and so i chopped the mushrooms, made the sauce, added in salt, pepper, garlic and basil leaves to taste. and with a final stir, i pushed the tray into the oven.
now, time to exercise my flabby arms. i took out the pastry skin from the box, sprinkled some flour and proceed to roll it flat. using the bottom of the plastic cup, i cookie cut circle base(s) for my V and stopped till i reached 30. after giving them a flour bathe, i set them aside and proceed to cut the V walls (whatever you call it). now im done with both base and walls of the V. time to to bake them ^^
when it was time to arrange them... horrors of all horrors. all my V base and walls shrank. leaving absolutely no space for the filling. wha... siansation settling in. i dont have time to re-roll the skin and i still have a tray of mushroom filling in the oven. sia la... the more i dwell in my misfortune of shrunken pastry skin, the more upset i become.
anyway, the mushroom filling didnt go to waste. we bought some baguette and made it into some kind of bruschetta. very nice wor~
thinking back... i actually got distressed by some shrunken pastry skin. o dear, how can?
time to zzz. pm and ss tmr!
:: three times a lady by commodores::
7 August 2007
i was working hard in the office, typing away furiously on the keyboard while trying to stifle a few snorts. all these because of captain planet. whom btw, is a smelly gay aka chao ah kua.
btw, we're both very loving people in life.
part 1
g:
ask me to run?!!
sigh i haven been running for the longest time
captain planet:
u lazy bum. even Nicole is exercising
ur less than lazy, u r practically a sloth!
g:
how dare u!
jon has been tellin me to exercise too
do u know where i can get a skipping rope? i cant seem to find one though
captain planet: ......
rope skipping
u sure u can coordinate urself well enough to do that a not?
i dunno how u can skip with a giant tail
g:
I CAN OKAY U AH KUA
captain planet:
U BAH POK U DUN BLUFF
later the skipping rope entangled with your tail then u know
g:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
CHAO AH KUA
U NO NEED TO WORK IS IT
captain planet:
SI BAH POK
U NV HEARD OF MULTI TASKING BEFORE AR
you have been disparaged
g:
im fraught
part 2
captain planet:
u must check out the latest Kelly Clarkson album, it rocks
g:
remember that i the bah pok loves mambo jumbo
captain planet:
u like to dance? u can dance? O rly?
since when did u not have 2 left feet?
g:
i say i love. i didnt say i dance to it
chao ah kua.
captain planet:
hahaha
si bah pok u shaddup
bwahahahhahahahah
i feel like the quarreling neighbours frm joo chiat
apparently, its evident that i, the bah pok started the whole farce. well, concealing those snorts of laughter aint easy cos i made my boss think that im sick because i keep coughing.
to celebrate my payday, i bought my loved ones doughnuts from doughnut factory! i queued for like 1 hour 30 mins and bought $22 worth of holey yeased risen bread. marvelicious! im happy when the people around me are happy. so when i presented them to my cg, my cl and perd rushed to them and u can almost see flowers growing on their heads ^^
ooo and did i mention how the doughnuts made me felt? flowers bloomed when i walk, rainbow beamed above my head and birds fly to me when i munch. ay say~
anyway, im gonna bake some shrooms volauvents for nationl day's potluck dinner. wish me luck!
:: ::
btw, we're both very loving people in life.
part 1
g:
ask me to run?!!
sigh i haven been running for the longest time
captain planet:
u lazy bum. even Nicole is exercising
ur less than lazy, u r practically a sloth!
g:
how dare u!
jon has been tellin me to exercise too
do u know where i can get a skipping rope? i cant seem to find one though
captain planet: ......
rope skipping
u sure u can coordinate urself well enough to do that a not?
i dunno how u can skip with a giant tail
g:
I CAN OKAY U AH KUA
captain planet:
U BAH POK U DUN BLUFF
later the skipping rope entangled with your tail then u know
g:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
CHAO AH KUA
U NO NEED TO WORK IS IT
captain planet:
SI BAH POK
U NV HEARD OF MULTI TASKING BEFORE AR
you have been disparaged
g:
im fraught
part 2
captain planet:
u must check out the latest Kelly Clarkson album, it rocks
g:
remember that i the bah pok loves mambo jumbo
captain planet:
u like to dance? u can dance? O rly?
since when did u not have 2 left feet?
g:
i say i love. i didnt say i dance to it
chao ah kua.
captain planet:
hahaha
si bah pok u shaddup
bwahahahhahahahah
i feel like the quarreling neighbours frm joo chiat
apparently, its evident that i, the bah pok started the whole farce. well, concealing those snorts of laughter aint easy cos i made my boss think that im sick because i keep coughing.
to celebrate my payday, i bought my loved ones doughnuts from doughnut factory! i queued for like 1 hour 30 mins and bought $22 worth of holey yeased risen bread. marvelicious! im happy when the people around me are happy. so when i presented them to my cg, my cl and perd rushed to them and u can almost see flowers growing on their heads ^^
ooo and did i mention how the doughnuts made me felt? flowers bloomed when i walk, rainbow beamed above my head and birds fly to me when i munch. ay say~
anyway, im gonna bake some shrooms volauvents for nationl day's potluck dinner. wish me luck!
:: ::
3 August 2007
1 August 2007
pay day!
i just drew up a monthly expanses plan. necessity, liability, savings, transport, chow, apparels and misc. and after contributing to the first 4 columns, im left with like... peanuts to spare for the rest. i dont buy much clothes but on food yes~ and gathering the number of meet ups i have for this month alone plus birthdays gifts, i think im back to mineral water and chup chye bng if i wanna save up for my braces and balenciaga bag. oooh and maybe that trip to japan with livi and gang ^^
of all cravings i have, peanut butter nit is closest thing i can get my hands on. baaad germaine~
fast continues ^^
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i just drew up a monthly expanses plan. necessity, liability, savings, transport, chow, apparels and misc. and after contributing to the first 4 columns, im left with like... peanuts to spare for the rest. i dont buy much clothes but on food yes~ and gathering the number of meet ups i have for this month alone plus birthdays gifts, i think im back to mineral water and chup chye bng if i wanna save up for my braces and balenciaga bag. oooh and maybe that trip to japan with livi and gang ^^
of all cravings i have, peanut butter nit is closest thing i can get my hands on. baaad germaine~
fast continues ^^
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