Its hormones, you can't blame us

Hot flushes. Sweat. Irritability. Mood swings. These are inclusive in the menopause package.

We had a rather tough period with my mum's menopause. She drove everyone crazy, whining about everything under the sun. She would be reading her newspaper, or cutting apples, or staring at the TV, you know peaceful silence and then PAH next second, you're suddenly facing a hysterical afro-hair auntie that seriously look like she's gonna break your neck.

And I didnt know that she was experiencing menopause, only till a week ago. It was pretty obvious, peering through another window, looking at the same scene same drama, different cast. I'm glad our show's wrapped.

Menopause supplements are sure expensive. Googled, the main cause of these tides are mainly due to lack of Estrogen. And the cheapest that we found was $58 from Nature's Farm, it wasn't "Nature Farm" though, just a brand that Nature Farm carried (can't remember the name though).

Wished I got my mum those back then.

Christmas Wish List

The shopaholic has been starved for one whole year. I might just go crazy if I don't get these soon:

1) MMM Wallet

2) A proper buffet. Todai and Marriot are top on list.

3) Lazing corner

4) Anna Sui x Hush Puppies

5) And of course, great birthday night with The Man.

Clothes. Clothes. Clothes.

I need more clothes. Its a need.

I wanna go home

During the good ol Crescentian days, I always went back at least twice a year, for both June holidays and December holidays. Back then not everyone had internet access at home (stone age people stone age) and I don't even have a computer in Hong Kong. The five besties would write letters and it was then I knew Kimmy could really write alot of crap.

NP days were better. Sometimes three times a year, including either the CNY break or the big sale season around August. I took up three part-time jobs just to sustain my living expenses, my school fees and my shopping fees when I returned home. Sometimes that guy that lives above the clouds decides that he wants to exercise his big heart and wham, I had extra cash to fly home with.

No matter how bad times were, I always went home in a six months interval. I have never been away from home for straight eleven months. (All in the name of love, Amen)

So anyways, homesickness was killing me and I flew back home for 2 days.

Met up with sis at MTR station. I couldn't stand her wearing slippers and she couldn't stand that ribbon on my head.

At my dad's 茶餐厅. He took an off day and appeared in his own coy, had our morning tea and dimsum and went back to the kitchen to help out. Poor fella.

I think workaholic is in the genes.

One thing that the whole family can't live with ------ tissue.

@ The ONE, shopping centre with all brands under I.T holdings. Super disappointing place. No sales offer =(

They had nice benches though.

Gimme Chocooooolate.

I miss you, Hong Kong street. I miss the lorries, the messy signboards, the greyish roads, the fat short dustbin, the polluted air blah blah blah.

And I super miss Christmas decors!!!! Can't believe that I'm really not gonna go back for Christmas and count down this year. Sigh.

So much walking done, we were walking like ducks at 3pm. Ate (again) cos we needed somewhere to sit. Lalalalalala.

I thought of The Man and his "tourist's"-sy poses, so I did what most tourist will do at a harbour.

Hong Kong movies are quite misleading, with the main leads riding around in very cool bikes. I told The Man that motorcycles are not common in Hong Kong. Two days and finally found 5 parking lots for bikes, mainly scooters.

We went all the way into 大围 for roasted pigeons.

My sis has a big head.

No he's not taking his gun. He's just scratching his butt.

"The problem is...."

I don't like this opening.

When someone says this, most of the time there are no problems. Oh yeah wait maybe one, the fault finder. I prefer talking to someone that helps to look for the solution, not the holes and tears.

Women Fashion Week 2011

Pic from lifestyle.xin.msn.com

One shot and got it. Yeah I'm pleased.

November starts with *knockknockknock*

The Man's house is almost ready.

Living room is ohmygod so spacious. Can so imagine my mum saying "Hong Kong houses really can't compare to Singapore houses...." (please translate this in Cantonese).

The Man and I love the idea of a walk-in wardrobe (I'm surprised that he likes it cos I thought only girls will appreciate the excitement of picking clothes from the racks). Ikea's wardrobe are actually lump-priced of the doors, the frame and the compartments itself so if you do away without the door, its more or less what we wanted already, at half the price. Darn those doors are soooo expensive. Shelves and metal hangers are charged separately by the ways.

Can't wait to fill it up.

Upset about staying upset

Once upon a time, I had no temper.

I was nice, I was forgiving, I tolerated nonsense, I simply waited when friends turn up 3 hours late for no valid reason, I let friend fly airplane cos they are too lazy to get out of the house, I kept my emotions to myself. My motto was "Don't let your emotions affect others".

I got sick of myself.

So, I flared up.

I get angry when I should be. I frown and thrust frustrations. If curse and swear helps to strengthen the effect, jolly well add it in for free.

It works. In a way I should be happy about it.

But dude you know how miserable I am? Its tiring to stay upset and ignore someone totally.

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Gwen brought me to this cafe/pub at a ulu pandan place. I'm in love with their lychee beer. The snacks were cheap, 3 buckets of finger food + 3 beers and we still have change at $50.

Would have been a great place for class gathering if I didn't promise Gwen that I wont introduce this place to friends. Gotta keep it secretive so there won't be crowds. See what happened to Crystal Jade steamboat.

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Deportment starts next Sat, I'm gonna be wow-ed by 20 girls. Stun me if you could, I'm really looking forward to what's left after the course. Sorry, who's left, correction.

7 lessons, lets hope I'll survive it.