Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Coldplay, and overflowing with lurve.

Coldplay - Sparks

Did I drive you away?
I know what you'll say
You'll say, "Oh, sing one we know"
But I promise you this
I'll always look out for you
That's what I'll do

I say "oh"
I say "oh"

My heart is yours
It's you that I hold on to
That's what I do
And I know I was wrong
But I won't let you down
(Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah I will, yes I will…)

I say "oh"
I cry "oh"

Yeah I saw sparks
Yeah I saw sparks
And I saw sparks
Yeah I saw sparks
Sing it out

La, la, la, la, oh…
La, la, la, la, oh…
La, la, la, la, oh…
La, la, la, la, oh…


I'm listening to this song on repeat mode. Don't know why, but it makes me feel all warm, cuddly and overflowing with lurve on the inside.


Monday, February 27, 2006

Psychic quizzes and sheperd pie.

Your Birthdate: November 5

You have many talents, and you are great at sharing those talents with others.
Most people would be jealous of your clever intellect, but you're just too likeable to elicit jealousy.
Progressive and original, you're usually thinking up cutting edge ideas.
Quick witted and fast thinking, you have difficulty finding new challenges.

Your strength: Your superhuman brainpower

Your weakness: Your susceptibility to boredom

Your power color: Tangerine

Your power symbol: Ace

Your power month: May

You Should Be A Cancer

What's good about you: you're incredibly kind, caring, and generous

What's bad about you: you can be too moody and impossible to understand

In love: you enjoy wining and dining the object of your affection

In friendship, you're: likely to depend on other friends for emotional support

Your ideal job: historian, marine biologist, or religious figure

Your sense of fashion: you dress to match your mood

You like to pig out on: classic home cooked meals, like mac and cheese

These quizzes are psychic!

I get bored easily, I have superhuman brainpower (snigger), I always wanted to be a religious figure and I like classic home-cooked meals like oven-baked chicken with potatoes and peas, AND shepherd pie.

You HAVE to take the quiz. You have to be crazy not to. ;)

Love Actually, and all will be right.

Everytime I feel the least bit unhappy, listening to the soundtrack of "Love Actually" cheers me up.

I really adore the movie. It makes me feel like love is indeed all around. Even when I'm feeling really crummy. It feels as if there is still hope in the world and someone out there in the whole wide world, is there for me. He loves me. More than words can ever describe.

And all will be right again.

The movie really makes me feel that way.

Incredible, isn't it?

Fickle = Trouble.

They say yes, and 5 minutes later they say no.

Do they know how hard it is to make changes to airline tickets within a day's notice?
Or packing one's bags?
Or the feeling of BREAKING A PROMISE to someone, say YOUR BOSS?


And offending YOUR BOSS? Not so good. Into his bad books, you go.

Sunday, February 26, 2006


Man shot by Cheney says he’s sorry for friend
Whittington doesn’t take questions about accident

-- Associated Press
Updated: 8:29 p.m. ET Feb. 17, 2006

I wish I could get away with murder like this.

Clothes and fat penguins.

Lately I'm into light-colored clothing. Yes I've decided to break away from my usual emsemble of black + more black + indigo (jeans).

Saw this cute white top, fell in love, tried it on and was totally devastated.

I can never pull off that 60s thing. It's cute, but I look like I'm at least 4 months pregnant when I'm not.

It's depressing to find out that you can't carry off the things you like.

Same goes for my infatuation with floaty Victorian shirts and billowy skirts in a certain cut. I look like a midget in those skirts. A midget with fat hips and thunder thighs no less.

It makes me feel like fat penguins.

Plump penguins put on workout routine
Japanese zoo institutes 500-yard walks

-- Associated Press
Updated: 2:03 p.m. ET Dec. 15, 2005

Sunday, February 19, 2006

My belated gift.

The silly boy is coming to visit me in April, and he's STILL thinking of what to get me for my birthday+valentine's day. My birthday was in November. We discussed this before, and the ideas he had range from the Dior dice (which sold out) to wallets.

He saw this, and thought I would love it.

A pink bag!

He said he saw the new Coach fish bag on the newspaper, but it may already be sold out. So the pink one is a safer bet.

Coach fish bag!

It's cute. But that's like carrying a mini fish tank around the place, no?

He says it would be nice for me to carry something he gets for me whenever I go out. Ironically he thinks of a bag, despite complaining about the number of bags I have. Men!

I still don't think he should get me a bag. =/

Thursday, February 16, 2006

I'm actually occupied.

I have a bad habit. I just can't finish writing up an entry at one go these days.

Like the Valentine's one.

I wrote it in the early morning of Valentine's Day, which in military terms, at 0024h on 14/02/2006. It is SUPPOSED (well, it is) to be a short entry, and after a couple of sentences I couldn't go on anymore because I got a case of the munchies.

I ran off to the kitchen downstairs, had tea, biscuits and some of the Chinese New Year crackers lying around the table (actually they are meant for visitors). Turned on the tv, and convinced myself I could always continue writing after my little siesta.

Apparently not.

-- not much progress

As most calendars in the world would show, it has been two days after Valentine's Day. The delay in question depends on where you are. You know, troublesome international dateline thing. Not my fault.

So anyhoo... I have a completed Valentine's post.

But things do not bode well for some of my other writings. Such as my posts on:

1) Shopping
i) How Some Clothes Do Not Fit Me
ii) Why Working Clothes Are So Ugly

2) My LA Vacation
3) My SIA Krisflyer Membership
i) How They Cheated Forgot 1000 KrisFlyer Miles of Mine and I May Miss Out On Becoming Elite Silver.

4) My Job Application
i) How Some Companies Do Not Have A "Careers" Section On Their Website
ii) How My Parents Are Asking If I Have A Job Everyday
iii) How Victor Wants Me To Ask My Parents If I Can Work In HK
iv) How troublesome it is to register at Monster.com.sg

Yeah. I have a lot going on in my life judging from the kind of posts I WANT to write. The keyword being "WANT". I would love to, but I have to find time since I usually have some small errands to run. These errands are not difficult, just that they take up a rather huge chunk of my 24 hours (of which at least 10 hours are spent snoozing) in the middle of the day. It just doesn't make sense to start my computer, type for 5 minutes before shutting down everything and get ready for Next Errand.

Ironic to hear an UNEMPLOYED person say she has no time, isn't it?

    Valentine's Day

    It's Valentine's Day today and the closest thing(s) I've gotten that can be even regarded as romantic are:

    1) Victor sheepishly wishing me Happy Valentine's Day yesterday after I "threw a fit", whining why he just couldn't fly over from HK

    2) Greatest Crush of My Lifetime giving me a tiny bag of rocks he got from a Cherokee trading post.

    No flowers, no chocolates, no fancy schmancy dinners or embarassingly huge gestures of love.


    I can see this happening over and over for the next few phases of my life. Small little gestures, simple dinner at home plus a DVD right after. It becomes DVD Night, ending with the two of us dozing off 20 minutes into the movie on the couch.

    Probably it cannot be compared to some of the grandest efforts put up by other couples, with all the serenading, dinner, bouquets and whatnot. But nothing can be more comfortable than the "monotony" I've mentioned.

    But perhaps that is the kind of Valentine's Day I like.

    Monday, February 13, 2006

    Almost "10 Things I Hate About You", but not.

    I hate the way you don't reply when I message you on MSN.

    I hate the way you don't reply even though you said we must definitely keep in contact.

    I hate the way you make me sad because you don't reply.

    I hate the way I convince myself MSN Mobile just sucks, and that's why you can't reply to my messages for the past week.

    I hate the way how simple things like this make me come up with sad excuses.

    I hate the way I still message you every time I 'see' you even though you will not reply at all.

    I hate the way you email me to tell me things, and disappear soon after.

    I hate the way I reply emails to you.

    I hate the way of NOT getting an email reply from you.

    Most of all, I hate myself for letting small things you do hurt me.

    Friday, February 10, 2006

    I have nothing to write about.

    I think I have OCD.

    I mean, every time I go online, there are a few things I MUST definitely do or I'll just start twitching. Well, I don't break into a twitching frenzy. It's just an irksome feeling that you get when there's something you have to do BUT you fail to accomplish.

    Like washing your hands after a visit to the washroom. (Ed: I wash my hands EVERY SINGLE TIME.)
    Like arranging your shoes when you take them off so that they are placed side by side and not strewn all over the goddamn place.

    Tiny things like that.

    Back to the OCD thing. The point is, I check the daily traffic to my blog every 5-10 minutes when I'm online. Very self-obsessed, I know.

    The important thing is, my daily readership has dwindled to about 5 today. Not that it matters since I'm not making a living through this site because I would have been destitute by now.

    Actually I'm not making a single penny from any avenue now. I'm officially into the "Unemployed" category.

    Ahem.. calling it 'readership' is laughable since the traffic can only come from
    1) Me checking my tagboard
    2) 1-2 friends checking my site every month or so to see that I'm still alive
    3) strangers who stumble upon this site through some weird Google search.

    Now that I'm dejected about how no one gives a damn (actually not true), I've given much thought (not true again) as to what I should write about in order to bring back the mob (of 10-15).

    1) Fashion/shopping-related. I'm good at shopping and wasting money. My ENTIRE CLAN can attest to that. But seriously, I don't think I can write about shopping 24/7. Firstly, it's too tiring since I will have to trawl magazines, websites and shopping malls to discover something nice.

    Secondly, there are only limited number of goodies out there and frankly I wouldn't know what to drone on about should there be UGLY things for all eternity.

    Thirdly, I hate the part about how much each item costs, since most of us mortals can only gaze from afar and probably not live to afford all the nice things in our lifetime.

    It's too depressing.

    2) My life. Being unemployed, I have nothing to write about. C'mon no one wants to hear about what time I roll out of bed and brush my teeth, what I have for lunch and how my conditioner is running out soon.

    3) My family. Too personal. I don't want to bitch about my family stuff for the whole world to read about.

    4) Miscellaneous. Sports, current affairs and whatever that's a hot topic right now (Brokeback Mountain, ok to air in Christian + Muslim areas? Discuss.). Ok I made the "Brokeback Mountain" one up, but I won't be surprised if there IS such a debate/ban going on right now.

    I have no aptitude for sports, seriously. Neither watching nor playing. I actually fell asleep during the Clippers game at Staples Center last week. I'm just not cut out for it. Incidentally, do not buy any NBA tickets from anyone besides the NBA.com folks themselves. Some fuckers company charged me double the ticket price.

    The reason? "Administrative costs".

    What a load of bullcrap.

    And current affairs? Ahhhh.. I don't know. I just refuse to write about how conmen managed to trick people into buying rocks by telling them they possess magical powers. C'MON. Those people just lack part of the brain called "COMMONSENSE".

    So there you go. Tell me if I've missed out anything.

    I just have NOTHING to write about!

    p.s. and by complaining about how I have NOTHING to write about, I've managed to crap out a long passage. Such is the irony.

    Monday, February 06, 2006

    I'm back!

    I'm back from Land of the Free, and it's good to be back home.

    Nothing feels like home without the 99% humidity and 27 degrees out.

    Will love to write more.. but I have to unpack and do my rounds of Chinese New Year visiting. A very late one, I know.

    My angpow earnings this year currently stands at $350 tops. This does not bode well for the year ahead since I firmly believe the amount of angpow money I get is directly proportional to my income for the entire year.

    Anyhoo.. I am extremely frazzled right now with the millions of things going on in my head and my life. Life right now feels like a major crossroad, with the traffic lights broken.

    Need.. to.. get... organised.

    Be back soon!


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    Your travel type: Travel Yup

    The Travel Yup likes exotic and adventurous travel, but prefers big cities with fast paced life. He has a keen interest in other cultures and always brings home a few souvenirs.

    Shopping in Bangkok, getting a tailor made suite in Kuala Lumpur, that's the kind of thing the Travel Yup is into. Even though he likes to get away, he prefers his travels to be comfortable.

    top destinations:

    New York

    stay away from:

    North Korea
    Ciudad Perdida
    Darien Gap
    get your own travel profile

    Sounds about right. Best if top notch hotels and first class tickets with bloody leather seats and gourmet food thrown in.
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