Friday, August 29, 2008

Sunday, August 24, 2008

"A part of you needs to come out of hiding".

I read this in a mag, capricorn's horoscope advice for September. So true. Hur hur.


Been down for quite a bit of parties lately, getting abit dead. It seems all the same to me....well the FHM party yesterday was quite a disappointment. The atmosphere's fine, drinks were...as usual doesnt attract us much cos Giena and I dont take much alcoholic (the 5-shot queen was on the next table), and its a rare occasion that we didnt fall asleep talking to Keith. =D

The big disappointment was the magic show. I was quite anticipating for that, come on that was the only reason we were there! If there was one fantastic magician audience in Singapore, I'm definitely the one lah. Small little tricks can get me oooh-ahh here and there, but yesterday's show....omg. How many times did I rolled my eyes? (i did it in my heart cos we were sitting right infront of the stage)

The teleport part. This guy (he's supposed to be real famous I THINK...JC something or MC something) is trying to stun us by this stupid pre-taped video with him in Night Safari and then suddenly appearing in a misty box within a minute. YES somebody as dumb as me reckoned it was pretaped. You know how bad it is.

Will upload the pics soon.


We're gonna play bball tommorrow!

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Am talking alot with my sister these weeks, she made me realised how much I missed school. Every small little thing....from copying maths homework before bell rings, biased teachers, comparing of test papers' results to hanging out in town after school, the in-school items (schoolbags, school shoes, pencil cases etc..).

It also dig up this long time bad feeling towards one of my cousins. I started working since Sec 4 just to pay for school fees, there was a period of time when financial was so bad, my mum could not even cough up a $60 for my courses. And then, the mum of that particular cousin came borrowing $ from my mum, and my silly mum went to pawn her wedding ring just to raise money for them to pay PUB bills.

If that aunt didnt come asking money in such glam outfit, with jewellery all over, I would not be so pissed. If they were that tight in cashflow, why didnt she pawn some of her jewellery? Especially when she knew that we were difficult too.


If you need money, you earn it. If you cant earn it, you gotta give up on some desires.

Sunday, August 03, 2008

Its Lunar Month!

An update on what I've been doing lately...I'm still alive, thank you very much.

Last weekend
Serving my duty as a filial daughter. Brought my mum and gang out to Newton market for dinner...it was a sumptious meal with nightmare figures of calories. Ahem. And please people, if Newton is still "a place to kar tourist money" place to you, change that mindset. The oyster-fry, the horfun, the chicken wing...omg la.

It's now my number one food centre.

Went over to Vivocity by cab. My mum and my aunt was torturing the cab uncle's ears with their hakunamatata laugh...... I had this sudden urge of grabbing that top from Forever 21 and that shades and that flats at River Island and that VOV lip gloss from vivomart but was held back by the flash back of my account balance in my mind. Spent the night at Starbucks with Divina and Hanyi downing the sinful cakes while the aunties splurge @ Giant.

Haiz.

How I wish I can splurge too.

Weekdays
It has been a quiet month in June. Lots of projects coming in non-stop just as I was about to start consolidating my upcoming events in August. Arghz, no excuse for that, I should have done OT.

For consecutive 6 days, I had breakfast! How amazing. My mum has this never-dying determination in forcing me to eat every morning, so as long as she's around, I will have breakfast. My tummy will go upset if I eat too early, goodbye constipation and hello overconsumption. I AM GETTING FAT.

Boss' not around so we are basically enjoying the freedom of wearing anything we like to work. Since my seniors are back, he had only once commented on my jeans in a not-friday weekday (the baggy pair somemore =P), so really, I dont think he cares anymore but erm then again, we feel guilty sometimes. BUT NOW, we are so sure that he is REALLY out of town, havok manz.

4 themes have been drawn out of the box...Men's day, Doctor and Nurse, Superhero and Sex and the City. Yesterday was sweetie-pie, it was just a slot-in theme as warm up before our big day for SATC. I'm really looking forward to SATC, but totally no idea in who I should be.....where can I get a bombastic floral hat if I play Carrie?


Men's day - The boys.
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Men's day - The Men.
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The active participants of the first theme day.
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Super Heroes Day - Hi Yah! The fantastic four of imodels.
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Mercy! Mercy!
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Sweetie-pie day - So candy-sweet!
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Today
Its my mum's last weekend here (next sat I'm going to meet Tiger!) so I brought her out again. I really wanted to go Newton again you know...I swear I heard the oysters calling me in the middle of the day. "Come eat me come eat me....."


Ahem. Okay lame.


Worked through the whole day....all the stacked up jobs from Friday. That's why I hate to absent from work. Oh there's a fresh young girl that joined us recently....she's a bottle of giggles. A pretty bottle.


We went down to Marina Square just to watch the fireworks. It was terrifying, so close that I could feel the heat! I could remember the pain it caused me 2 years back at Esplanade makan sutra...the dust/sparks from the fireworks charcoal-ed my bak chor mee and stung my arms. From then on, I hate fireworks, I dread fireworks, and I never wanted to see fireworks ever again.

I'm eating my words, I know.




Lets talk about something personal.

I am keeping my choices open, but then again it should not be too open. At the same time, I am flipping my diary (19 of them) to see what are the mistakes I made in the past, if I'm foolish to do them again, its unforgivable.

One very important lesson, girls should never say it. It degrades you totally. At the fulstop of it, you are deemed to owe him every faithful answering of calls, every help when he needs help, every dollar when he needs money, every response when he expects you to do so and you will also get these:

1) cold shoulder when he dont feel like entertaining you
2) meaningless sweet nothings when he feels like entertaining you
3) giggles and whisperings when you two are near
4) the road to a losing game

Trust my words. Never ever say it!

Oh and about that tiger....haha read my newstation!

Friday, July 18, 2008

Crystal Jade's steamboat is as nice as it seems, really. Free flow of xiao long bao, attractive huh?
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Without her ghostbuster brows, Gwen looks so innocent and fresh.
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Making sure that we ordered every single item on the list.
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Yeah you can have this on your door during lunar month, go ahead.
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And this too.
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They really look alike huh. Wendy and Giena.
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Lovely no-brow girl and lovely long-short-fringe girl.
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Learn this pout, it'll make your face look smaller. Tested and proven.
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There's so many of Gwen's pics in my cam, my friend almost thought that the phone belongs to her instead of me!
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Right after the meal. We're all dead beat.....tired of chewing.
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We clean forgot about the diet scheme! I hardly lost any weight...it was a yoyo-thing again. Going fast down, and back again after a heavy meal. Crazy body of mine...all the stretch marks around my butt and thighs are horrid looking.

Bad news is, my mum is coming over next monday and will be staying till early Aug. There's no way that I can slim down with her around, just think, a 2-fist large Loh Mai Gai and porridge for breakfast?



Was at Navigator's birthday bash @ thumper last night, I had only one simple duty to fulfil..."look" after the models, eat, drink and have fun! (While Gwen and Eve was busy socializing...) Yeah we were "looking" after the models...and their bags. More like a babysitter job.

Enjoyed talking to one of the girls though...while Giena was occupied with another caucasian man, we were bitching away about the industry, the other girls and the okanemochi ojisan-s she met in Russia and in Singapore. Why do all men assume girls at clubs are easy to hook up for sex? Even if we are partying with our own girl-friends? Even if we are almost totally covered in tees and jeans?

I'll blog the pics for the thumper party tml....! *v*

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Saturday, July 05, 2008

I'm proud that our agency is growing.

Sometimes when I come extra early to work, I lay in my little corner and tried to recall how it used to be when I first stepped in. I remembered how enjoyable each morning was, dolling myself up for work, learning new things, always nervous when I need to talk to the talents and clients. The excitement has inevitably died down when the team was dispersed and the responsibilities came.

It was fun with the guys around too, we had the childish king Jerry...
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..and then we had mr.longjohnsilver Mun
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And now that the sisters seniors are back, the crazy laughter and biatching returned too.

I love my job. I love my team. But then again there are always the downside with the management that turns people away...........well I guess you cant have the best of everything. Smiles.


Went over to Power Station last night with the crowd. I was hanging around with Dengli and her cols, and am always amazed by how many pretty mothers there are in Singapore. When I am a mother, I would want to be the same like them! Stay pretty, stay slim, keep in touch with the outside world and have fun with my sisters like always!
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Countdown 17 days to their arrival!

Friday, July 04, 2008

I miss home *v*


Been staying alot at home lately, quite a wierd thing cos I end pretty early nowadays. I'm so lazy to meet anybody, except for my colleagues or clients. Guess I'm starting to be like what I dread to be...the life of typical working adults. Work and rest, work and rest and more work work and work...

I dont think I've blogged this yet, kinda outdated...

We bought Carol Godiva in May, the day before Mother's day. She's been dropping hints after hints that she wanted flowers *v*
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Belated happy mother's day! (See I told you these pics are so outdated...)
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The prettaaaayyyest mom of all, after my mum.
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It was also Evelyn's birthday. *v*
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Yes, its Rive's cake again.
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Gwen's back too. It felt like they have never left. *v*
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This pic's quite recent, was on Carol's birthday last last week. Inside Booker's room.
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Then, ricky's birthday on 7th June. Has been such a long while before we girls really had proper dinner together, most of the time was with the guys. Pity that Dor wasnt with us, now that she has a baby, it seems even tough to get together.

Hmmm.

Oh anyway. You wouldnt believed I went to Zouk again. After all these years of curse and swear. If not for Ricky's birthday, if not that for the sake that we owe him countless birthday celebrations for the past few years, I really wouldnt want to step in.


Th birthday boy.
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And the chinese saying goes...."smile until no eyes..."
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I love you babes!
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We stepped out to catch abit of fresh air around one am, I passed out. It happened so quickly, I was waiting for them to end their phone calls and this pang of blackness just hit me. I WASNT DRUNK, hey.

The curse of Zouk, it must be.


More pics to post later..........