Knock out! - October 2009

Something that made me SMILE really wide today

"I just wanted to tell you I think you’ve lost alot of weight. You look really slender!"

This is especially fitting and totally made my day after being told yesterday

"Yeah you could lose a few pounds!"

He was so close to getting a pounding alright!
That was his response after we attended Sunday School where we learnt about fasting (for religious reasons of course) and I said I was planning to fast if only to lose weight!

ObSessiVE Compulsive SHOPPER


Dearest Blog

I have a confession to make…my OCD has struck once again! I think I may need to check myself in to rehab i.e. Shopaholics Anonymous or some sort of therapy group - before I seriously put myself in a ‘financial ruin’.

My purchases are definitely not justifiable as until now I’m still questioning myself ‘WHY did I buy these??'
FAIL! ! !

Good Karma

Today I did a good deed for a complete stranger and what joy I felt in doing so!

I was walking up the stairs on the way to meet my Mum for lunch when I walked past this old woman struggling to get down the stairs. To make matters worse she was carrying two plastic bags that looked like they were about to burst from the weight of the contents.

I paused and crossed over to her and asked if she needed help. She nodded and answered timidly "yes please". So I took her bags and held her hand and step by step we descended down the stairs. Took us nearly 3 minutes to cover the remaining steps but it was all worth it in the end, knowing I have helped someone in need & made their life just a tad bit easier.
Smile =)

The Sax

Was just browsing through Youtube when I came across this orchestra with the saxophone as the main solo of 'Nothing's gonna change my love for you' by Glenn Medores.
It suddenly gave me the urge to learn how to play the sax and busk on side strees. LOL. And no I'm not joking whatsoever!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p1Oqrx4XBgk

Workout mania - August 2009

Had a gruelling work-out during lunch today. Ok Ok so I may have slightly exagerrated..it was more like a 30 minute walk around the rocks area. Although the generous amount of stairs we covered was enough to send me huffing and puffing the house down.

James really took his role as "personal trainer" seriously. At first I thought he was just kidding - telling me our walking route, approximate distance we would cover, asking me what my overall goal with the training was. But when he noted to bring a heart monitor & pedometre in the next session, and spoke consistently about our "training" itinerary, that's when I realized he was really in it for the long haul and was adamant in keeping (or actually it should be making me) fit (again) . He was ever the nicest trainer, full of encouragement & not to mention patience all the way through, especially when I slowed to a snail pace or stopped entirely.

Apparently I have to do this at least once a week to keep my fitness level up and actually see some improvement in my overall health. Humph! This is an arduous task for such a lazy person as myself…BUT..I will persist!

H E R C U L E S

I really REALLY miss having a pet...or more importantly...I TOTALLY miss our family pet before. His name was Hercules... and he was the cutest maltese-pekingnese (dubbed half azn half european) doggy that ever pawed the earth!


Super cute! reminds of Hercules when he was still a lil puppy!

A funny anecdote - 25 July 2009


Well it all started when we were lining up to get into the “extremely packed” Pumphouse. I was having some serious bladder issues and was in desperate need of a toilet. Ella said she was in the same predicament so I suggested that we quickly go as there were public toilets nearby.
We ran to the female toilets and much to our dismay it was shut! By this time, I was in the midst of flooding right there and then and couldnt hold it in any longer. We
noticed that the Men’s toilet was still open so we thought ‘fuk that!’ desperate needs comes desperate measures.

The two of us burst into the mens toilet and u can just imagine the reatction we got! OMG Men’s toilets are 100x worse than womens! I went to the very last cubicle and let the floodgates lose. After awhile I heard the mens noises dying down and the last remaining footsteps departing. When I heard the sound of rolling doors closing... My initial thought was "oh oh". Ella echoed my worst fear “I THINK THE BOYS LOCKED US IN!” but I didn't think they could be that cruel so I replied back with a ”Nah i think they just closed the door a bit!”

When we emerged from the cubicles we spent a couple of mintues in front of the mirrors dolling up first. We then made our way to the exit and wasn’t that surprised to find the shutters down, about 20cm shy from the ground. We didnt (or I didn’t at least), however, expect to find them locked! Ella just burst out laughing then pointed out “See i told u they locked us in!”. Panic and fear engulfed me at the prospect that we might actually have to spend the night in the disgusting foul smelling mens toilet. That’s when I started screaming “Assholes! agggg” and tried in vain lifting up and kicking and punching the shutters to no avail. All the while, Ella continued laughing her head off like a hyena in the background. I looked dejectedly at her and started to cry and kind of laugh at the same time LOL. U could say I was confused about our predicament.
Ella suggested that our only hope was to try and crawl underneath through the little opening. I looked at the little gap and did the calculations in my head ”Yeah we could but I don’t want to get dirty and besides I don’t think we can fit!”Rule of thumb (if your head fits, generally u’d be able to crawl through providing ur body isn’t too ginormous LOL). Well let’s just say I tried shoving my head underneath and we could have seriously squeezed through, albeit with great difficulty, but that would have been the last resort!
Instead I started screaming again ”Help! Help! Help! let us out we’re locked in!” with Ella still laughing like a maniac in the background. Luckily there were holes in the shutters so we could see out.

A short while later, our rescuer(s) came. Sadly, it wasn’t in the form of a tall, dark and brooding man. But two blonde girls who thought we were being attacked! THey tried unlocking the shutters but was unscuccessful in getting us out.
Suddenly, a not too tall, dark but not exactly what you would call handsome man appeared out of nowhere and tried getting us out. In the middle of trying to make the lock lose, he looked at us oddly and asked what we were doing locked in the mens toilet in the first place? I answered with much conviction ”there’s a perfectly good explanation as to how we got locked in here!” he didn’t pursue the subject further then with his magic touch ALAS! he set us free!
We were so relieved and happy and so thankful that we ran to our HERO and showered him with hugs and thank yous.

And of course special thanks to the women who initally discovered us!

The Last 2 Fridays... June 2009







Week 1

The ads went on far longer than normal, we were in the movies to see the much anticipated Bruno. You really have to have a warped sense of humour to find the movie hillarious, which I guess I do coz I was in stitches in laughter.

He kept going on about playing a 'betting game', I kept asking him what the game was but he said I had to come up with a good prize first and then we would play the game.

I suggested that if he lost he would have to get up at the end of the movie and give a huge hoot and a cheer and vice versa. He said it wasn't really a prize for him. I couldn't think of a good one so he offered that whoever wins gets to shout the other the next movie. I shot back "what makes u so sure there's going to be a next movie?" LOL. It probably sounded bitchier than was intended but this guy had that air of arrogance that you just can't help but bruise their ego hahaha.

He then proceeded to administer these personality tests on me, admittedly I do find them pretty fun as it peaks my curiousity but I think he takes the conclusions literally, and doesn't leave much room for doubt. Anyways, after the movie when he dropped me off home, he kept asking how to get back to the main road. I explained over three times and either he was playing dumb, a real idiot or lacking that spatial ability in men..which begs to question…could he possibly be a hermaphrodite? (I know I know a hermo is someone who has both a male and female reproductive organ, but I don't know that he doesn't do i? hehehe). Or contrary to popular belief, perhaps men aren't really more 'spatially-aware' than women.

Week 2

El dragged me along to accompany her while she 'accompanied' her younger sibling and the rest of her teenybopper friends to go clubbing LOL. Beforehand, I had dinner and drinks with a couple of workmates at Bavarian beer café including an ex workmate who I haven't seen in awhile so it was good to catch up with her again.

As soon as I got to Pav I saw my friend siting down with the younger cast so I dragged her with me to the dance floor and and pretty soon we were surrounded by "men" gyrating & dirty dancing with us.

Later on, whilst I was getting a drink, Myron pointed out how we were surrounded by kids i.e. 18 & 19 yr olds. I did a double take of my surroundings and had to agree with him. We were most likely the oldest people there. Us the early 20's vs the teenagers with the raging hormones who couldn't take no for an answer. The 2nd time we were back on the dancefloor together with Jacquie, we were swarmed and almost swallowed, perhaps even bordering on harrassment. No, not by Men but by Young men in the aforementioned age bracket.

At the beginning we just danced along with them because really there is nothing morally wrong with dancing, regardless if it is with a bunch of horny late teens, quote by El "that's probably the most action they've gotten in their life". LOL. But after awhile blasphemy! Ella whispers to me in the middle of dancing "will we get punished for this, isn't this like totally wrong?" In my alcohol infused mind I answered "yeah probably but whatever, they're just kids let's give them their fun!" and so we did until our adult minds interjected and told us enough is enough. On top of that, we couldn't take the chance of possibly being branded as cougars ewwww *Meow* . We spent the later part of the night running and hiding from the clutches of these teenyrosores -rexes. Oh to be young and carefree again!

Takes me back to the time when I transcended into adulthood...the day I turned 18. I was a novice in the world of clubs, bars, and even alcohol ( I'm talking real alco not alcopops). The time when I first flashed my Learner's ID and felt grown up and really mature. Even at the age of 16, I could hardly wait to turn 18, that I even wrote a note to myself that I specifically opened the day I turned 18. It said something along the lines of

"You are now an adult so you should be more responsible."

I don't think I heeded my advice to myself then. Ironically, I think I was even more mature at the age of 16 than when I became an "adult" at 18. LOL. Now at 23, I'm well over that last rite-of-passage into adulthood..i.e. turning 21. Obviously, I have matured a lot since then as I have learnt from my mistakes and experienced a lot of trials that life has to offer and subsequently learned from that. As I approach my mid 20's or the quarter of the century I know I still have a lot of growing up and learning to do, but I think a part of me will always be a kid at heart =)

Beginning - March 2009



I've finally decided to create a new blog that is not associated with any social networking sites i.e. friendster where I am currently occassionally blogging in, I've actually been on the hiatus for nearly a month now, so I think it's about time I start writing again, with a whole new perspective!

I don't get tumbler, and I personally believe it as being pointless 'blogging' since the idea is (from what I have gathered anyways) to browse through everyone who are connected to the site's dashboards, and steal their contents. Sort of defeits the whole purpose of blogging if you're just going to re-blog what someone has already blogged.