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Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Pretty baby.
Sunday,
The prediction was somewhat wrong, went Causeway Point with him.
I had some hunger moments, while he had no appetite. So he was cracking the head for some appetizer to open up his stomach. Yoshinoya-ed. Fricking not worth the money, for the bowl of rice with pathetic few slices of meat. But i can't deny that the soup was tasty.
Pasar malam feast of oily food.

Monday,
Lazy bum-ed at home.
Happy 20th birthday to piglet with papaya boobs, also know as my mam, NENI DAYANA!
Apparently, the trio in campus was viewed as 2 maids and their mam. One from thailand, known as me and the other from india, known as kalai. Mam, where's our salary?!

Tuesday
,
I think it was because i had an adequate 7 hours of sleep, i jolted up at 10am. Class only starts at 1pm. Took a trip down to SIM to collect brochures for him. Kalai said it would rain because i was early to meet them at mrt station, it was meant to be a joke, i didn't catch it. Well, eventually it really rained.
Chong pang-ed with him.

Wednesday,
Some Middle East seminar by Ameen Talib, interesting. What do you link with the mention of Middle East? Inevitably, OSAMA. Here's some facts i learnt today..
Be amazed, a very cute place in Middle East by the name of Abu Dhabi is the richest country in the world!
When you think of Arab, you link them with Iran. They are actually enemies.
Middle East is actually a safe country to establish business, that's only if you don't go to Iraq, and Palestine.
It's very normal to see tanks and sandbags by the streets.
When you're traveling on a bus, a soldier with gun points at you and demands for your passport, it's very normal, don't freak out.
When you see big tanks with machine guns, stop. Don't proceed any further or retaliate because they shoot whoever disobeys them.
Arab women spend most of their time beautifying themselves, for instance, salon, spas and shopping. It's all hidden beauty under the veil, only the eyes are visible. That's because they don't talk on the phones with their boyfriends and they don't take a drive to town.
One more last one..
For businessmen, when they meet, they either nose kiss, cheek kiss, firm handshake or head kiss. The only time you kiss the shoulders would be when you meet the King, you have to kiss his shoulders as respect.
So people, let's all kiss!
Northpoint-ed with him.

French toast mon amour daily.

You light me up and then i fall for you
You lay me down and then i call for you
Stumbling on reasons that are far and few
I'd let it all come down and then some for you



Til then,
i'm still loving the hubby.

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Pixelated.
Friday,
Haircut with him.
Damn i look like a pixie now. Luckily, i had about 2 weeks for it to season and grow when CNY is here.
I have jet black hair, mistaken for dyeing, but it's natural. Jealous?
I have thick hair, like a helmet.
Enough of the hair talk.

Saturday,
43rd month Anniversary.
You feel any tinge of excited-ness? Not for me, we know things have change.
Amk Hub-ed with him.
Fish&Co. seafood platter for two. But the rice wasn't cooked to perfection, we had chips instead.
And i felt like a big bird, for the yellow cardi.
Rambo 4 with him, thought it was some kinda boring action movie, but it turns out nice. Give it 3 outta 5 popcorns. Those Burmese can be so cruel.

Sunday,
He's still fricking lying in his bed. We're suppose to be preparing to go out.
Let me predict, with this rate and at this time, Northpoint again.
Update again.

French toast mon amour.

The closer i get to you
The more you make me see
By giving me all you got
Your love has captured me
It's triplets.



Til then,
i'm still loving the hubby.

Friday, January 25, 2008

High on dosage.
Tuesday,
Northpoint-ed with him.

Wednesday,
there's this test, which kinda shakes everybody in the business school up, especially the banking and financial class of FB. It's a 1hr 15min paper, 9 topics to cover, International Babi, oh sorry, pardon me for my crude language, it's known as International Business. Thank god, it's not gonna be an exam written module.
Back home.

Thursday,
Westmall-ed with him.
Got myself a nice black wedge, with some black sequins on top. But it kinda makes me worry about the life span of it.
KFC-ed for dinner, he tempted me to.
And today, is the 'O' levels results releasing day. Unfortunately, i don't have any relatives collecting that results except for one person i suddenly thought of, Rina babe. She eventually woke up finally when i sms-ed her after dayana's sister called to report her happiness of 8 pointers. I take my hat off both of them for 2 different reasons. I remembered being unable to fall asleep the day before my results day, it practically kept me awoke and anxious till the day itself came.
So here comes the bet with my sister,
"If you get single digit, i would kill myself, like literally jump down the building."
"Well, no harm taking this dare right?"
"I'm cleverer than you, just admit it."
"You don't judge clever-ness by results."
"I'm still cleverer than you."
Second sister rolling her eyes at Big sister.

Time report, 1.26am.
What's keeping me up? Nothing else but some presentation stuffs for later on in school.
Seriously, one advantage of being tanned, you can't really see the dark eye circles.
See, after this project, i still have like uh .. 3 reports and 2 presentations to go. And i only have 1 month till exams? You rarely see me so nervous about exams, cause i'm those last minute muggers, like the day before i study for that particular paper. Now, i'm quivering, for it's the last exams of all exams, last semester of all semesters. If i flung this, you can practically take a carbine, pistol, shotgun or whatsoever that contains bullets to shoot me, even if its stapler bullets, it will hurt can? It's puny but lethal.
I just wanna get done with it once and for all.
Working society, here i come, with a diploma of course!

French toast mon amour.

I got a problem and I don't know what to do about it
Even if i did, i don't know if i would quit but i doubt it
I'm taken by the thought of it, and i know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction, i'm so strung out on you
I can barely move but i like it
And it's all because of you
Never get enough,
You're the sweetest drug.
Yes, i'm the sweetest drug.



Til then,
i'm still loving the hubby.

Monday, January 21, 2008

Beautifully beautiful.
Saturday,
Chinatown-ed with him.
Watched some opening ceremony, you know, those chinese new year performances. Missed the firecrackers though.
Shopped for some new clothes and got a red top. I want something unique, something i never really see on the streets? I don't wanna go out in my new outfit and say hello to some sisters wearing the same.

Sunday,
Plain yishun today, roaming around blocks where he used to reside. That's when the childhood memories all came back.
I'm very much becoming a glutton these few days, i think i should stop?
Watched The Flock.
Some sex maniacs flick, they target girls and brutally abuse them. That's so sick. Seriously there are sick people who are amputees love.
Gosh.
And i bought my second rubiks cube from some mama shop. Hopefully this doesn't fall into pieces and ended tragically like the previous one.

Monday,
I woke up EARLY today, because i have a few moving and talking alarm clocks. I won't be late again if they keep up their good work.
What a sweet morning.
Lessons over, back home and dropped dead on my brother's bed. Before, i had some sumptuous cup noodles, old school chocolate chip icecream with my girls outside school and rice with fish soup in the morning. Can you start seeing the signs of glutton transforming?
I seriously never thought i could defeat stress by gorging myself.
Oh, some breaking news! A stereotype woman like me takes alot of courage to change hairstyle, so after watching Tyra Banks show, i decided to just cut away my bangs. I was actually motivated by her, but also achieving the Rihanna look.
Now i look like some china doll, no i mean thai doll.
Which brings back to the last time i ever had my bangs like this, primary school.
And of course, i wont have pictures to show you. Not in my big tees and shorts, not without my eyes and cheeks defined.
Some major test is coming in 2 days, i have yet to touch anything on it, wish me luck.

French toast without fail.

What makes you different, makes you beautiful
What's there inside you, shines through to me
In your eyes i see, all the love i'll ever need
You're all i need
What makes you different, makes you beautiful to me.



Til then,
i'm still loving the hubby.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Next to You.
Thursday
,
Had a rather solemn and emotional lesson at the end of the day. Mdm Goh, impression in me used to be somewhat a madwoman, because of her hair and the way she stares at you. So somehow, the impression changed, because she broke down in class after receiving an sms from her brother, her mother was in critical condition.
Loans and securities were diverted to learning to treasure your loved ones. Being emotional, i shed a few tears, after hearing her experiences and also i sympathize with her.
I respect her.
Northpoint-ed with him.

Friday,
A damn drained out day in school, simply reserved for projects, projects and more projects.
But near the end of the day, kalai and i did some c-walk and shuffling.
Northpoint-ed with him.

Saturday,
It's the start of weekend.
I'm preparing to go chinatown with him.

French toast mon amour daily.

Maybe we're friends
Maybe we're more
Maybe its just my imagination
But i see you stare just a little too long
And it makes me start to wonder
So baby call me crazy
But i think you feel it too
Maybe i, maybe i
just gotta get next to you.



Til then,
i'm still loving my hubby.

Monday, January 14, 2008

Tattoo.
I'm so caught up with projects and lack of sleep. Despite the fact that i have never ending reports to finish, i never had the motivation to touch them.
Some days back, had a catchup with Rina babe. We had pinks and guys talk.
Then an array of adventures at her house, somewhat like a break in, and the ring of the phone startled us. It's a runaway train never going back.
I wanna runaway too.

So basically, i never had a day without him.
We practically got stuck to this routine life. But of course, disputes never fail to arise.
He's practically a tattoo inked on my heart, no matter what i do, it just reminds me that i do have him. He exists, that's a fact.

Well, i need to have my daily french toast.

If i fall,
If i break,
If i lose myself in someone,
If i give all i am it'll be with you,
When i'm ready to take
All you want me to give
It will be worth the wait,
worth the wait.



Til then,
i'm still Loving my hubby.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

King No More.
Saturday,

I don't like him. Because he made a stupid mistake.
Well, he admitted it was a mistake that he regretted. He went crazy with some PDG.
I'm jealous can, very.
I'm angry can, extremely.

Sunday,
I still don't like him because he makes me mad. But we met still.
For a dinner.
For some reason, i couldn't put on an angry face when i met this boy. He just couldn't stop his jokes and everything else that made me burst out hysterically.
"I'm not suppose to be like this okay, i'm suppose to be shouting and be angry with you!"
At the end of the night, we were fine. Because he made it fine. But i know it won't last long.
That's because human make mistakes.
I don't know why, but everytime we had a tiff, we end up making up.
Like i say, he needed me somehow, he just doesn't want to admit. I am the happiness.
Someway again, i can't let this go. 42 months you know, not 42 minutes.
Where can you find a girl like me?

Monday,
It's New Year's Eve.
Our 3rd NYE, PDG deserved it, snatched whatever that was mine last year.
Oh yes, we definitely had a happy day.
I always tell him, we're just friends.
"One more time you say the word friend i'm gonna go home okay!"
"We're friends."
I know, i just know, that he won't walk out on me. He would just go soft and wobbly.
We know, we won't let go of each other.
He told me he won't cut off our roots, a flower can't live without it's roots. Some inside thing.
Back at sayang's home to rest before the we go for our movie.
Alien vs Predator with him.
My dearest kalai sent like more than 10 sms of Happy New Year. The mobile keep vibrating.
Half an hour into the movie, i just kept pressing on the light to his watch.
We started the 2008 together, in Yishun 10 while watching movie. He wants a kiss, but friends don't kiss right? Okay, we did.
After movie, i started the friends thing again.
Then the tickling and teasing followed on.
I wanted the Mercedes cab, he says i'm picky. Who knows, a silver came along, it was KIA.

Tuesday,
Happy New Year!
I was saying, before something new starts in the year of 2008, something has gotta end in 2007.
I believe we did make a head start, what's to come, i'm not sure bout it.
Bugis and town with this man, my sayang, who else.
Certainly, we had our splurges on each other. It was really big and small bags.
I also have gotten my pay, all for his retail therapy.
I've gotten a bag and 2 cardigans from him. He's gotten a red designer cap and 2 polo tees from me.
Oh, we dinner-ed at the new japanese fast food at Far East. Some automated machine, exactly like those in Japan.

Wednesday,
No more King! That's so sobsob.
Is being short a crime?
Northpoint-ed with sayang.

Thursday,
Supper-ed at mac with sayang after his OT.

Friday,
Westmall-ed with sayang.

Saturday,
Somehow fetched my man from work in the afternoon, train-ed to town.
Bought him another polo tee and the shorts.
He got me a red shirt and black skinny jeans.
Rainy day today, much of the traveling done underground.
We bumped into his colleague, Maz, at Wisma.
Well, i saw him first and he saw me, but he told me to hush. So he just stretched his hands to caress sayang's hand on the escalator. Oh my, he was shocked. Just for laughs.
I want a rubiks cube! When are you gonna get me?

Should i say i'm happy? Oh yes i am, today. What about tomorrow? And the tomorrows to come?
See, i shouldn't be too elated, i don't know if it has ended. I'm just so immune at times, i just smile and tell you that i'm unhappy. So contradicting right?
But i can say, i'm happy with you by my side. If only, you would be a good boy to me.
I can be nice, really nice and sweet and tender loving care to you, if you deserve it. But somehow, i'm just like the above, to you.
Now, tell me you love me too. Because i know you do, i know you need me, i know. But you just keep hush to yourself.
I want a tomorrow with you my man.
And again, tell me where would you find a girl who would smell you, even at your armpits, a girl who would take your mucus, a girl who would stick your nose hair in for you?

Til then,
i'm still Loving my hubby.