Being able to speak freely is the lifeline of love
Baby bro, please wake up so we can all go eat dim sum.
I'm so hungry I can faint :-(
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Review for Crocs Expo Sale
Review for Crocs Expo Sale
Uglier than sin, but more comfortable than your dad’s primary school P.E shirt, Crocs are Prada’s antichrist. Want something you can slip in and out of easily during a holiday trip? Crocs. Want footwear that can get wet and not smell like a dead animal? Crocs. Want something you can decorate with little accessories? Crocs.
(No, Birkenstocks Milano Soft Footbed Sandals are not comfortable at all, though many weird people swear by them. The straps are so hard they hurt, and the footbed is anything but soft. I always get blisters with Birkenstocks, but never ever had any problems with Crocs. See where the obsession starts?)

So excited.
Spent a couple of hours doing up this really long post - Type, get the links, and take photos; so you better read every single word! ;-D
Went to the sale today with PB, with hope to get a lexi, malindi, nahani, mary jane, and minnie jane. Tsk, the queue was damn long, even at 3pm, but it was moving very quickly (good job, organizers). You can grab a subway or cup-corn while in the line.
Inside, everything was massive (and messy) - The crowd was annoying, especially those who brought their babies and prams. This isn't zoo, you know. It's a grabbing spree (!!!)
Gosh.
Mothers.
Anyway I couldn't find anything that I can really fit into; so irritating. The shoes that were left were either too small, too big, or very similar to my grandma's anti-slip market slippers.

If you only want to get the usual dainty primas or alices, don't bother. Unless your feet's in freaking size 4 or extreme plus sizes (size 11 and up), or regular sizes are usually snatched up by morning. If you really do want them very badly, though, go early with your dose of caffeine and join the queue at 7am; you'd probably be able to grab a couple of alices and (boring) black primas.
So as I was rummaging through the "dump-bins", I found my love shoe - In the exact same size, colour, and design that I wanted:
MINNIE JANE, the Disney version for mary jane:

Notice the usual holes are replaced with mickey holes? So cute.
Yea, I added the jibbitz in (sold separately). Looove buzz lightyer and batman!
And if you open the pic up big, you'll notice that the autism ribbon is made up of many colorful puzzle pieces, and buzz lightyear has got awesome detailing.
Guys are very lucky, really - Most sizes are available, and the designs are pretty chic. The only downside is that most (not all) of them comes in white and you may appear too flashy like those damned indie kids. It's nice for daddies and grandpas, though.

Okay. Not really in for big boulder color-splashing shoes? You can opt for their sandals or slippers which are very very attractive. I bought one myself and it's SUPER comfortable. The back of the feet feels like it's got air-pumped cushion. Very comfy.

What's better?
You get a free pack of jibbitz in assorted random designs as you make your way to the cashier (no, you can't choose them). Yay! And PB gave me his and it's got my favorite batman inside!!! ;-)

So all in all I bought:
1. Minnie Jane for myself
2. Ithaca slippers for myself
3. Minnie Jane for mom
4. Mary Jane for mom
5. Sporty Adara sandals for mom
6. Santa Cruz Mens for Josh
7. Mickey and Buzz Lightyear jibbitz

I apologize for the badly-taken photo with very ugly tiles.
I'm hoping to go there again to get a pair for daddy.
Maybe Sunday after Church.
Most of the shoes are more or less around 50% off its usual price; and yes, the discount can go as high as 80%. They stock up on their shoes everyday throughout the sale so don't worry 'bout having nothing left during the last day.
If you want to get yourself a whopping bag of comfy everyday shoes, I really urge you to go. Even PB who used to criticize crocs bought a bag full of them. Must be my awesome crocs influence, hahahh! (Yes yes yes, he influenced me with photography, luh...)
Also, bring your boyfriend (or girlfriend) along. It helps when you're busy rummaging through the "dump-bins"... and if you're lucky you can get a free treat from him after that, HAHAHAHAHH.


Seriously, PB, what kind of face is that?! Anyway thank you very very much for the awesome ichiban dinner! ;-D
P.S. Do date me if any of you are going so we can go together, aye?
P.P.S. Next post: Tips on how to expand (or shrink) your crocs.
Uglier than sin, but more comfortable than your dad’s primary school P.E shirt, Crocs are Prada’s antichrist. Want something you can slip in and out of easily during a holiday trip? Crocs. Want footwear that can get wet and not smell like a dead animal? Crocs. Want something you can decorate with little accessories? Crocs.
(No, Birkenstocks Milano Soft Footbed Sandals are not comfortable at all, though many weird people swear by them. The straps are so hard they hurt, and the footbed is anything but soft. I always get blisters with Birkenstocks, but never ever had any problems with Crocs. See where the obsession starts?)

So excited.
Spent a couple of hours doing up this really long post - Type, get the links, and take photos; so you better read every single word! ;-D
read more
Went to the sale today with PB, with hope to get a lexi, malindi, nahani, mary jane, and minnie jane. Tsk, the queue was damn long, even at 3pm, but it was moving very quickly (good job, organizers). You can grab a subway or cup-corn while in the line.
Inside, everything was massive (and messy) - The crowd was annoying, especially those who brought their babies and prams. This isn't zoo, you know. It's a grabbing spree (!!!)
Gosh.
Mothers.
Anyway I couldn't find anything that I can really fit into; so irritating. The shoes that were left were either too small, too big, or very similar to my grandma's anti-slip market slippers.

If you only want to get the usual dainty primas or alices, don't bother. Unless your feet's in freaking size 4 or extreme plus sizes (size 11 and up), or regular sizes are usually snatched up by morning. If you really do want them very badly, though, go early with your dose of caffeine and join the queue at 7am; you'd probably be able to grab a couple of alices and (boring) black primas.
So as I was rummaging through the "dump-bins", I found my love shoe - In the exact same size, colour, and design that I wanted:
MINNIE JANE, the Disney version for mary jane:
Notice the usual holes are replaced with mickey holes? So cute.
Yea, I added the jibbitz in (sold separately). Looove buzz lightyer and batman!
And if you open the pic up big, you'll notice that the autism ribbon is made up of many colorful puzzle pieces, and buzz lightyear has got awesome detailing.
Guys are very lucky, really - Most sizes are available, and the designs are pretty chic. The only downside is that most (not all) of them comes in white and you may appear too flashy like those damned indie kids. It's nice for daddies and grandpas, though.

Okay. Not really in for big boulder color-splashing shoes? You can opt for their sandals or slippers which are very very attractive. I bought one myself and it's SUPER comfortable. The back of the feet feels like it's got air-pumped cushion. Very comfy.

What's better?
You get a free pack of jibbitz in assorted random designs as you make your way to the cashier (no, you can't choose them). Yay! And PB gave me his and it's got my favorite batman inside!!! ;-)

So all in all I bought:
1. Minnie Jane for myself
2. Ithaca slippers for myself
3. Minnie Jane for mom
4. Mary Jane for mom
5. Sporty Adara sandals for mom
6. Santa Cruz Mens for Josh
7. Mickey and Buzz Lightyear jibbitz
I apologize for the badly-taken photo with very ugly tiles.
I'm hoping to go there again to get a pair for daddy.
Maybe Sunday after Church.
Most of the shoes are more or less around 50% off its usual price; and yes, the discount can go as high as 80%. They stock up on their shoes everyday throughout the sale so don't worry 'bout having nothing left during the last day.
If you want to get yourself a whopping bag of comfy everyday shoes, I really urge you to go. Even PB who used to criticize crocs bought a bag full of them. Must be my awesome crocs influence, hahahh! (Yes yes yes, he influenced me with photography, luh...)
Also, bring your boyfriend (or girlfriend) along. It helps when you're busy rummaging through the "dump-bins"... and if you're lucky you can get a free treat from him after that, HAHAHAHAHH.


Seriously, PB, what kind of face is that?! Anyway thank you very very much for the awesome ichiban dinner! ;-D
P.S. Do date me if any of you are going so we can go together, aye?
P.P.S. Next post: Tips on how to expand (or shrink) your crocs.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Otherwise!
Otherwise!
Video spams for the pleasure of your eyes, via Youtube:
1. The Witches (1990) the movie, adapted from the book by Roald Dahl.
2. Lost Tapes - A series of mysteries from true accounts taken down on tape that's either been found on a site or taken back; also currently showing on cable's Discovery channel.
Video spams for the pleasure of your eyes, via Youtube:
1. The Witches (1990) the movie, adapted from the book by Roald Dahl.
2. Lost Tapes - A series of mysteries from true accounts taken down on tape that's either been found on a site or taken back; also currently showing on cable's Discovery channel.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
With you around I'm always happy
With you around I'm always happy
PB, on shooting for the motor show today:
"You know my flash battery pack? 6 batteries right? I only put 4 batteries. So throughout the entire thing, the flash wasn't working. LOL."
-.-" Very smart, baby, very smart.
Anyway the motor show (Redbull XFighter Exhibition Tour) today was awesome.
I love the orange dude - He kept doing Superman and Back Flip!



(yes, the host's Claire)
Here's grads for you:




FIN.
When they say that I'm particular, hard to please, demanding, controlling... YOU, on the other hand, ask "is that so?"
And that's what I love about you.
:-)
P.S. My previous post? I don't hate my brother in that stabbing way; hate is just a word that I express when I'm really really mad. It don't mean a thing.
PB, on shooting for the motor show today:
"You know my flash battery pack? 6 batteries right? I only put 4 batteries. So throughout the entire thing, the flash wasn't working. LOL."
-.-" Very smart, baby, very smart.
Anyway the motor show (Redbull XFighter Exhibition Tour) today was awesome.
I love the orange dude - He kept doing Superman and Back Flip!



(yes, the host's Claire)
Here's grads for you:




FIN.
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When they say that I'm particular, hard to please, demanding, controlling... YOU, on the other hand, ask "is that so?"
And that's what I love about you.
:-)
P.S. My previous post? I don't hate my brother in that stabbing way; hate is just a word that I express when I'm really really mad. It don't mean a thing.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Will meet your KARMA
Will meet your KARMA
Women, are not born to do housework and breast-feed babies.
While my parents are away at China, loads of women, my mom's friends, came up to me:
"How's you and your brother?"
"We're okay, but I'm sick of doing household chores."
"You're a woman, what. Now's a good chance for you to practice."
"Practice what?"
"Doing household chores for your future home. It's a woman's job."
Screw you. Who said I was going to be a housekeeper.
It's hilarious. It's the new generation - Women don't solely do household chores anymore; we split the work among our spouses (or maids).
Annoying women. No wonder women are not having peace.
The more I speak about household chores, the angrier I get with my brother. The only thing he does is eat, sleep, watch anime, and play online games. He doesn't even contribute to the house.
Let me explain what happens on a regular day at home when I'm not working -
I wake up, text pb, wake brother up for school, cook breakfast for the both of us, feed the dog, force my dog to eat his vitamins, eat, clean up my dog's excretes, mop up the remains, wipe dog's mouth after his meal, do the dishes, shower, bring down the clothes to the washing machine, wash, hang, machine dry, shower, watch tv, do work work work, surf net, watch tv, do work, surf net, prepare food and eat, clean up dog's excretes, mop up the remains, exercise, shower, nap, wake up, shower, cook dinner, watch tv while eating, brother comes home, he eats, feed the dog, wipe dog's mouth after his meal, do the dishes, take out clothes from dryer, shower, surf net and chat on msn, shower, wash up, check the door and the windows, turn off the lights, sign out from msn, talk on the phone, sleep.
(I know, stop counting, I shower 6 times a day.)
You realize throughout my routines my brother never did a single chore?
All through the entire absence of my parents, the only work he's done so far is 1.) wash his own plate, once 2.) clean dog's pea, once, after I yelled at him from morning to night.
It's not like I don't ask for help; when I do, politely, he blocks me off completely and continue to watch his (very gay and @#$%^&*) anime. And if I threaten to plug out the internet connection, he walks pass me as if I'm invisible and goes down (you'd think he's going to do the dishes; but instead he heads to the music room)... Next moment you know, you hear him playing the piano, totally ignoring me.
And when I repeat my plea to him again (I don't like to use the word 'nag' on myself) and tell him I'm tired of always doing everything, he freaking yell at me saying he hates me 'cos I'm calculative.
I hate my brother. I hope his fingers crack so he can't play the piano nor play the computer.
I'm kidding about the fingers part;
but I still hate him.
[/edit]
I'm sorry, Joshua, for the above post.
I love you, despite you being totally unreasonable, selfish, and a pain in the ass.
Women, are not born to do housework and breast-feed babies.
While my parents are away at China, loads of women, my mom's friends, came up to me:
"How's you and your brother?"
"We're okay, but I'm sick of doing household chores."
"You're a woman, what. Now's a good chance for you to practice."
"Practice what?"
"Doing household chores for your future home. It's a woman's job."
Screw you. Who said I was going to be a housekeeper.
It's hilarious. It's the new generation - Women don't solely do household chores anymore; we split the work among our spouses (or maids).
Annoying women. No wonder women are not having peace.
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The more I speak about household chores, the angrier I get with my brother. The only thing he does is eat, sleep, watch anime, and play online games. He doesn't even contribute to the house.
Let me explain what happens on a regular day at home when I'm not working -
I wake up, text pb, wake brother up for school, cook breakfast for the both of us, feed the dog, force my dog to eat his vitamins, eat, clean up my dog's excretes, mop up the remains, wipe dog's mouth after his meal, do the dishes, shower, bring down the clothes to the washing machine, wash, hang, machine dry, shower, watch tv, do work work work, surf net, watch tv, do work, surf net, prepare food and eat, clean up dog's excretes, mop up the remains, exercise, shower, nap, wake up, shower, cook dinner, watch tv while eating, brother comes home, he eats, feed the dog, wipe dog's mouth after his meal, do the dishes, take out clothes from dryer, shower, surf net and chat on msn, shower, wash up, check the door and the windows, turn off the lights, sign out from msn, talk on the phone, sleep.
(I know, stop counting, I shower 6 times a day.)
You realize throughout my routines my brother never did a single chore?
All through the entire absence of my parents, the only work he's done so far is 1.) wash his own plate, once 2.) clean dog's pea, once, after I yelled at him from morning to night.
It's not like I don't ask for help; when I do, politely, he blocks me off completely and continue to watch his (very gay and @#$%^&*) anime. And if I threaten to plug out the internet connection, he walks pass me as if I'm invisible and goes down (you'd think he's going to do the dishes; but instead he heads to the music room)... Next moment you know, you hear him playing the piano, totally ignoring me.
And when I repeat my plea to him again (I don't like to use the word 'nag' on myself) and tell him I'm tired of always doing everything, he freaking yell at me saying he hates me 'cos I'm calculative.
I hate my brother. I hope his fingers crack so he can't play the piano nor play the computer.
I'm kidding about the fingers part;
but I still hate him.
[/edit]
I'm sorry, Joshua, for the above post.
I love you, despite you being totally unreasonable, selfish, and a pain in the ass.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
I have an upset stomach, fart
I have an upset stomach, fart

She, is not a girl.
Like many others, he's one of the transgender children.
They are children with a strong gender identity disorder, believing that the body they are in does not belong to him/her. And mind you, it's not a phase. Here is their site. This is the poster child, Jazz (read all 4 short pages), and here's her thoughts of being a trans child.

She, is not a girl.
Like many others, he's one of the transgender children.
They are children with a strong gender identity disorder, believing that the body they are in does not belong to him/her. And mind you, it's not a phase. Here is their site. This is the poster child, Jazz (read all 4 short pages), and here's her thoughts of being a trans child.
I know I blog a lot but I can't help it
I know I blog a lot but I can't help it

I just woke up from a terrible nightmare. Won't share 'cos it's horrifying.
My life sucks. Everything about me sucks. Even my dreams suck.
I have a terrible laptop with a terrible internet connection, with a blogger than gives me code errors, and a FB that I can't log into. IT SIGNS OUT ON ITS OWN WHILE I WAS VIEWING PHOTOS AND NOW I CAN'T LOGIN.
Tell me, why is life so miserable for me. Must be the quiz. Ever since I created the quiz my internet starts to lag so bad and problems start to arise.
I WILL DEMOLISH IT. I WILL.
P.S. Yuck, you disgusting flirt. Roll away and lick the dirt under your shoe.
P.P.S. Why am I always hungry? My stomach is crying for carbohydrates.

I just woke up from a terrible nightmare. Won't share 'cos it's horrifying.
My life sucks. Everything about me sucks. Even my dreams suck.
I have a terrible laptop with a terrible internet connection, with a blogger than gives me code errors, and a FB that I can't log into. IT SIGNS OUT ON ITS OWN WHILE I WAS VIEWING PHOTOS AND NOW I CAN'T LOGIN.
Tell me, why is life so miserable for me. Must be the quiz. Ever since I created the quiz my internet starts to lag so bad and problems start to arise.
I WILL DEMOLISH IT. I WILL.
P.S. Yuck, you disgusting flirt. Roll away and lick the dirt under your shoe.
P.P.S. Why am I always hungry? My stomach is crying for carbohydrates.
Saturday, May 09, 2009
Dearest blogders and friends
Dearest blogders and friends
Due to the many "How well do you know her" quizzes on FB, I've decided to be part of the pool and created my first quiz too!
I hereby invite ALL of you (fsv-ians, external friends, old school mates, church mates, pastors, preachers, and stalkers) to take it, with or without invites, 'cos bloody FB only gave me 12 invites which is obviously not enough.
plsplspls.
You can find the quiz from my FB profile page. Add me if I'm not in your list.
I will love you with all my heart :-)
Due to the many "How well do you know her" quizzes on FB, I've decided to be part of the pool and created my first quiz too!
I hereby invite ALL of you (fsv-ians, external friends, old school mates, church mates, pastors, preachers, and stalkers) to take it, with or without invites, 'cos bloody FB only gave me 12 invites which is obviously not enough.
plsplspls.
You can find the quiz from my FB profile page. Add me if I'm not in your list.
I will love you with all my heart :-)
I don't like to go out 'cos I'm ugly
I don't like to go out 'cos I'm ugly
And all people who think so too will probably tell me I'm not ugly so I won't self-improv; this way you will look better when you stand beside me.
Yuck. Lousy friends, you are ugly too.


Anyway, my life's been so great I've been thanking God every night.
This one very special day PB surprised me at my house presenting me the latest baby that I've just bought online - My FE. Also, PB brought me to ichiban and we ate a lot till we have twins in our tummy. My break is like the best break, ever. Whoever gets real break (or rather, holidays) like me? I went Hong Kong, about to go Sunway Lagoon in June, and then Redang in July. PLUS. I enjoy every outing I had with friends and baby, and I'm slowly picking photography up. Loving it, but love it even more after all the photography trips with PB.
(Sorry, I'm too happy I forgot my paragraphs.)
He's been the nicest thing!
Recently,
1. He brought me out for a MOVIE (he prefers downloading them),
2. had loads of good (and expensive) food,
3. he keeps helping me bid my shopping stuff on ebay till he's having a headache,
4. he acts as a pirate on my behalf 'cos I'm a noob and my internet sucks (all the advanced movies that are still not out yet in Sg + all the albumSSS + antm seaonSSS + serialSSS),
5. he never fail to talk to me when I don't feel like sleeping yet,
6. he surprises me when I'm having a bad day,
7. he accompanies me to my fave QING DYNASTY: KANG XI (he's my second favorite after Ci Xi) showcase in asian civilisations museum,
8. and he even wants to get my favorite OMGOMGOMG for me!
How can anyone be happier than me? LOVEYOU!
And all people who think so too will probably tell me I'm not ugly so I won't self-improv; this way you will look better when you stand beside me.
Yuck. Lousy friends, you are ugly too.


Anyway, my life's been so great I've been thanking God every night.
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This one very special day PB surprised me at my house presenting me the latest baby that I've just bought online - My FE. Also, PB brought me to ichiban and we ate a lot till we have twins in our tummy. My break is like the best break, ever. Whoever gets real break (or rather, holidays) like me? I went Hong Kong, about to go Sunway Lagoon in June, and then Redang in July. PLUS. I enjoy every outing I had with friends and baby, and I'm slowly picking photography up. Loving it, but love it even more after all the photography trips with PB.
(Sorry, I'm too happy I forgot my paragraphs.)
He's been the nicest thing!
Recently,
1. He brought me out for a MOVIE (he prefers downloading them),
2. had loads of good (and expensive) food,
3. he keeps helping me bid my shopping stuff on ebay till he's having a headache,
4. he acts as a pirate on my behalf 'cos I'm a noob and my internet sucks (all the advanced movies that are still not out yet in Sg + all the albumSSS + antm seaonSSS + serialSSS),
5. he never fail to talk to me when I don't feel like sleeping yet,
6. he surprises me when I'm having a bad day,
7. he accompanies me to my fave QING DYNASTY: KANG XI (he's my second favorite after Ci Xi) showcase in asian civilisations museum,
8. and he even wants to get my favorite OMGOMGOMG for me!
How can anyone be happier than me? LOVEYOU!
Friday, May 08, 2009
以毒报爱
以毒报爱
Anyone who reacts and treats love with lethal poison is one pathetic, unemotional, robotic, sadistic, cruel prick 'cos he's never loved and he'll never know what it is.
You don't have to embrace unwanted love,
but you don't have to attack it.
Anyone who reacts and treats love with lethal poison is one pathetic, unemotional, robotic, sadistic, cruel prick 'cos he's never loved and he'll never know what it is.
You don't have to embrace unwanted love,
but you don't have to attack it.
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
Colour my health with pink crayola markers
My screwed up health is giving me a headache.
I might just die before anyone else.
What makes it so unbearable is that I can't complain to anyone. They either 1) Completely block you out, 2) Don't take you seriously and start joking (then proceed to ask you out despite your headache), or 3) Give you stupid advices just to brush you off.
Everyday feels like I'm down with PMS - I wake up every day feeling emotionally unstable (but I'm glad I didn't allow it to control me), my body feels as if it's been hit by a truck, and my head hurts soooo much that I just want to just stay in bed for the rest of my life.
I've already changed my lifestyle but it doesn't seem to be working.
What the hell is wrong with me?!
P.S. I've never felt so alone and scared to be alone in the house. I wish mommy's home.
P.P.S. Promise the next post will be a positive and happy one 'cos my life isn't all about being upset, you know. My ........ is here and I've got a ....... and ......... from ........ Hahahh, so much to share! Till then :-)
My screwed up health is giving me a headache.
I might just die before anyone else.
What makes it so unbearable is that I can't complain to anyone. They either 1) Completely block you out, 2) Don't take you seriously and start joking (then proceed to ask you out despite your headache), or 3) Give you stupid advices just to brush you off.
Everyday feels like I'm down with PMS - I wake up every day feeling emotionally unstable (but I'm glad I didn't allow it to control me), my body feels as if it's been hit by a truck, and my head hurts soooo much that I just want to just stay in bed for the rest of my life.
I've already changed my lifestyle but it doesn't seem to be working.
What the hell is wrong with me?!
P.S. I've never felt so alone and scared to be alone in the house. I wish mommy's home.
P.P.S. Promise the next post will be a positive and happy one 'cos my life isn't all about being upset, you know. My ........ is here and I've got a ....... and ......... from ........ Hahahh, so much to share! Till then :-)
Saturday, May 02, 2009
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