AGEING, LOVE & MARRIAGE
i write this in response to Shing's (sorry but i just cant bring myself to call you ally) entry in which she exposes the intricacies of love & marriage.
first of all, i do not understand why some women think that once they get married, it is acceptible that they 'let go'. ladies, im sure you know what i mean, but for the benefit of guys, 'letting go' includes, no longer bothering to shave, apply make up, smell good, keep in good shape, et cetera et cetera (btw, my chinese teacher says et ceterika). basically to not upkeep your image and in general, look good.
take a look at example A:
lady A married 2 years ago and recently gave birth to a healthy baby. she and her husband are thrilled. amidst all the hustle and bustle of first-time motherhood, lady A has failed to regain her prenatal figure after a year. (gasps!) her sex drive has also toned down, most likely due to nursing and caring for her child. as the months pass, she gets sucked into the vicious cycle of motherhood and has traded her manolo blahnik stilettos for Bata walking shoes. her perfume, for powder; her leather minis for beige pencil skirts, and oh! only washes her hair on alternate days now, and shaves for special occasions.
the funny thing is, lady A can turn around, aghast, and say: "OHMY LORD, I THINK LARRY'S CHEATING ON ME!" damn straight he is.
ladies, if anything, learn from Gabrielle Solis. Samantha Jones if you're unmarried.
and think of this, if Carlos can cheat on Gabby with some drab cheena, WHAT CHANCE DO WE MERE MORTALS HAVE?
and that old adage that a way to a man's heart is through is stomach? whoever invented that needs to seriously reconsider the male species.
my mother tells me: you better learn to cook cos ur husband will want that". and i go "puhlease, in this day and age? i dun think it really matters anymore'. she goes "hah! that's what you THINK!wait till u find a husband!". now, considering the first time i skinned an apple was when i was 15, and that by the time i was done the apple had turned yellow, i totally disagree.
HELLO!? when your husband cheats on you, you dont go "come! i cook char kuay teow! you dont go to geylang anymore k?. and u dont use that as a strategy to keep him home!!
what do you do? YOU SPICE UP THE SEX LIFE! sheesh.
on ageing: i already hate growing old. and the fact that i dont want to admit im turning a grave 17 by xmas also proves im ageing prematurely. i should, by rights, by jumping for joy. or at least looking forward to my bday. i dread the horrors of marriage and motherhood.
on ageing in marriage: yes, as much as i encourage all women to be more like Gabrielle, we all, one day- including the very ms Longoria- will age. and there will come a day when we have to stand upside down for our boobs to look good. but the key phrase here is to age gracefully. and im not saying that even when we're 40 we should try squeezing ourselfs into a mini, but keeping up appearances includes dressing your age.
and of course, you cant always 24/7 be in a sexy thong at home. and chances are, ur husband will get bored of you overdoing the make up and sex-turned-slut appeal. there definately is a something about seeing your wife in scruby pj's, makeupless , hair in wild disarray.
...man.. i have a future in marriage counselling.
point is: you cant get married and then naturally expect and assume your husband is gonna stay faithful. you cant do everything wrong and say 'but you made a vow to me' . you have to take an active role in making ur marriage work -which hardly ever happens.
and for GODS SAKE! i fucking cant stand Unfaithful by Rihanna.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
i was bitching with jo, and our hot topic for the day was our arch enemy *****. im too chicken to name. bitching abt ***** was not enough so we started attacking *****'s friend as well. and the friend, name mandy, claims she's a dancer... like... on her blog n friendster. like me basically.
the only diff is...
i actually do dance. now im not sure the extent of her dancing, but this really got me thinking. for all those girls who go clubbing and dance on the dance floor, and dance in front of the mirror at home with the radio -even if u dance well- ur not entitled to call urself a 'dancer'...
i dont exactly noe the criteria in order for one to call themselves a dancer.. but please, dont insult the art/sport by calling yourself a dancer when all you do is copy pussycat's 'buttons' vid. eg just hiphop or just ballet) doesnt qualify u as a 'dancer'. ur a 'dancer' when u can pull off every dance type. (thats me) however, u are allowed to say eg "yes i dance ballet/ i dance hiphop"
as i said i dunno the exact criteria for calling yourself a 'dancer', but i i think dancing ballet consistently for a decade, n takin 5classes a week and being able to pull of any dance type with the exception of capoera and breakdance qualifies me.
its just because with all the hype about dancing like STEP UP and Take the lead.. and all those celebrity dance comps.. everyone wants to claim they're a dancer. ur not! people like me have been working their asses off their entire lives to call themselves dancers and they dont do it just for the title.. u cant just take up ballroom classes one day say ur a dancer! n i noe u just want the 'feel good' of telling ppl "yeah.. im a dancer" cos i do that too, but unlike you, its true.
thats leaves mandy outta my criteria
the only diff is...
i actually do dance. now im not sure the extent of her dancing, but this really got me thinking. for all those girls who go clubbing and dance on the dance floor, and dance in front of the mirror at home with the radio -even if u dance well- ur not entitled to call urself a 'dancer'...
i dont exactly noe the criteria in order for one to call themselves a dancer.. but please, dont insult the art/sport by calling yourself a dancer when all you do is copy pussycat's 'buttons' vid. eg just hiphop or just ballet) doesnt qualify u as a 'dancer'. ur a 'dancer' when u can pull off every dance type. (thats me) however, u are allowed to say eg "yes i dance ballet/ i dance hiphop"
as i said i dunno the exact criteria for calling yourself a 'dancer', but i i think dancing ballet consistently for a decade, n takin 5classes a week and being able to pull of any dance type with the exception of capoera and breakdance qualifies me.
its just because with all the hype about dancing like STEP UP and Take the lead.. and all those celebrity dance comps.. everyone wants to claim they're a dancer. ur not! people like me have been working their asses off their entire lives to call themselves dancers and they dont do it just for the title.. u cant just take up ballroom classes one day say ur a dancer! n i noe u just want the 'feel good' of telling ppl "yeah.. im a dancer" cos i do that too, but unlike you, its true.
thats leaves mandy outta my criteria
Saturday, September 02, 2006
my camera lens is damn dirty. 
there's ben on the far left, the other of steph's dates i was telling u about. then evan n matt her other dates n lachlan (rahc's bf btw)
left to right: ambika, me, bron (you might recognise her from photos of the drama dance dinner)
evan and mat. ok evan is really cute but mat is a really good dancer. n being a dancer myself, im not easily impressed...but i was.
rach, steph and me. ok i just asked for fangyi and hanafi's opinion. they all prefer my red dress. fine then!
james (lauren waugh's bro) and rach.
left to right: mat, steph batsakis, evan, lachlan hausser. (mat, evan and ben, not in the pic, were steph's dates! she hold the record for most number of dates for the prom. n i think evan is real cute.)
rach. funnily enough this pic reminds me of stupid jap girls acting cute, but somehow maybe its cos she isnt asian so the effect isnt there.
me and lauren waugh.
prom
Unofficial yr 11 formal. 1 sept 2006. i wore this dress to my 15th bday, and yes, its abit old but ididnt wanna spend alot for this formal. n the dress looks hot anyway. so my mum curled my hair again and im posing in my beautiful room looking gorgeous! i took pics with my mum at home, since im her masterpeice, as tradition dictates, but cos i look fugly n all of them, i didnt wanna post it.
before/pre party. thats rachel palmer n we're at lauren chesterman's house in Mitcham (a suburb). when i arrived lauren chest was still trying to paste her wonder bra while reading out the instructions on the box: 'Lift boob up and...'. im also wearing my mum's bracelet and the earrings i bought at Far East with xh on my june hol to singapore.
left to right: gorgeous lynn, dirty tom Mcnicol (hanafi this was who i was telling u about), stephan (lauren chesterman's bf) and dear amelia Keen.
left to right: sexy lynn, chic lauren waugh, darling amelia, endowed lauren Chesterman (who finally pasted her bra) and dalring rach. we were feeling like celebs cos we were posing n like were like a million lights flashing at us cos all the parents n brothers were there taking photos..
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
bitch vs bitchy
when i say im not a bitch its because i dont backstab/betray my friends, i dont steal boyfriends, i love my friends n family to bits and im nice to them, etcetc (everything you see on mean girls)
when i say im bitchy its because i diss bitches, sluts, tryhards, most strangers and lame people, i bite back if u make me.
im saying this because all along i always thought tt there's nth seriously wrong abt that and i have fun dissing people (behind their backs so it doesnt hurt their feelings), and at the end of the day, i noe im a good person inside when it comes to people who i care about and who care about me (thats alot of people). but i think all this time, while i have declared myself 'bitchy' people mistake that for me being proud that im a bitch. i dont see myself as a bitch. and when it comes to dissing people, well... you thought it, i had the guts to say it. i call my girlfriends 'bitches' sometimes because we diss people together, we laugh and cry together and cos they're cool. and when they call me a bitch, its for the same reason (i hope).
so there's a great line between being a pure bitchy and being bitchy.
and hence, i shall shed the word 'bitchy' from my list of words to describe myself.. and change it to something else... that i havent yet thought of..
when i say im bitchy its because i diss bitches, sluts, tryhards, most strangers and lame people, i bite back if u make me.
im saying this because all along i always thought tt there's nth seriously wrong abt that and i have fun dissing people (behind their backs so it doesnt hurt their feelings), and at the end of the day, i noe im a good person inside when it comes to people who i care about and who care about me (thats alot of people). but i think all this time, while i have declared myself 'bitchy' people mistake that for me being proud that im a bitch. i dont see myself as a bitch. and when it comes to dissing people, well... you thought it, i had the guts to say it. i call my girlfriends 'bitches' sometimes because we diss people together, we laugh and cry together and cos they're cool. and when they call me a bitch, its for the same reason (i hope).
so there's a great line between being a pure bitchy and being bitchy.
and hence, i shall shed the word 'bitchy' from my list of words to describe myself.. and change it to something else... that i havent yet thought of..
stop staring at my boobs
why is everyone saying my boobs have shrunk? the day i drop down to a b cup ill announce it right here.
maybe it cos ive put on weight so they look smaller in comparison. but seriously in the red dress.. its the dress tt makes it look smaller. honest!
and hanafi didnt say anything about it. he was marvelling only in my breathtaking beauty. =)
guy are jerks. guys in my friends' lives are jerks. well, some of them.
maybe it cos ive put on weight so they look smaller in comparison. but seriously in the red dress.. its the dress tt makes it look smaller. honest!
and hanafi didnt say anything about it. he was marvelling only in my breathtaking beauty. =)
guy are jerks. guys in my friends' lives are jerks. well, some of them.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
the one before you
you think you're so cool, just because you do the same things he does.
you think you can get away under your cover being 'attached'. while you sneakily slide next to him, you know he likes it cos he plays your game, you should also know you're not the only one. and definately not the first.
fool! you think you can own him but you've no idea what your up against.
i watched you two dance, saw you squirm when you could feel my eyes on you. is that your conscience speaking now?
oh yes im watching you, all the way from here. and im coming back girl.
and let that be a warning for all you silly girls... sheesh... haven't you heard of Lynn?
you think you can get away under your cover being 'attached'. while you sneakily slide next to him, you know he likes it cos he plays your game, you should also know you're not the only one. and definately not the first.
fool! you think you can own him but you've no idea what your up against.
i watched you two dance, saw you squirm when you could feel my eyes on you. is that your conscience speaking now?
oh yes im watching you, all the way from here. and im coming back girl.
and let that be a warning for all you silly girls... sheesh... haven't you heard of Lynn?
Saturday, August 26, 2006
continued
left to right: me and bron, me and kat (this picture's gonna b worth millions in 20 yrs time. she's gonna be the next picasso/davinci/watever artist), me and nathan biggins (kat's bf).
left to right: beresford n me, group photo which started off being just yr 11 girls to everyone joining in, then me, bronwyn montgomery and ele danks.
drama & dance dinner 2006
sami and me
jumping back to before the dinner
beresford and me
randoms.. sam's at the end tho.
me and 6 foot 4 cannizzo.lol..turn your bloody head.
mum (who curled my hair and drew my eyebrows) and me before we set off for the dinner.pics from the dinner to celebrate Chess and the graduations of seniors (yr12's). it was a masquerade ball and im wearing Daniel Yam tt i got from sg during my hol there which xh helped to pay for me first..lol
more pics from Chess
lauren waugh n samantha rowe
my signature pose everybody knows me for. i start of the chorus dance with this pose.
brendy and me before the saturday show
guy's changing room
nicole franklin and me. my bro was in the same batch as nic's older sis ashleigh.. n my bro hated her..lol
brendan chen n nic
will and i. i had to slide up and down his butt at least 100 times for rehearsals and performances.
pictures!
these are pics from Chess, the senior school musical. thats tom beresford n me. we did the lover's dance together. he pretends to like me but i think he doesnt really. lol.
these are the ballet chicks in the musical. there were only 4 of us.
lauren waugh. she's one of the main characters n has the voice of an angel.
the set/stage and orchestra.
beresford n me.
Monday, August 21, 2006
The Suprising Present
last saturday, hanafi gave me a suprise/present. a suprising present. which was about 15 -20 minutes of talk time before bed! i was definately in a good mood cos CHESS, the musical im invovled in just finished that night, i just came back from the rather shit after party, at which hanafi also called to presumably congratulate me and i naturally told everyone i knew that my ex from singapore just called.=) so anyway, me and hanafi got to chat for like 15-20 mins... we haven't chatted this long in ages. and the next morning it felt like a dream. when i spoke to him online the next day and asked what the suprising present was for... he said something along the lines of 'once in a while having a long chat to make me happy'. and 15-20 mins to him is already like a lightyear so i was v appreciative.
and i also got through the first round of voting for prefect positions. and as much as everyone knows how much i regretted and hated being a councillor in CSS, something tells me being a prefect here is going to be different. for one, it doesnt mean teachers watch u like a hawk. for two, here ur also allowed to make mistakes like normal students even though ur a prefect.
and i also got through the first round of voting for prefect positions. and as much as everyone knows how much i regretted and hated being a councillor in CSS, something tells me being a prefect here is going to be different. for one, it doesnt mean teachers watch u like a hawk. for two, here ur also allowed to make mistakes like normal students even though ur a prefect.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
how lynn of you!
firstly, i would like to mention tt for the the first time in my life, my home has cable tv. i now live for cable tv. so anyway, i watched this show about the playmates in the playboy mansion. there were 3 girls, all look completely different before make up and before the make over. after the make up and make over, they look like blonde, tan plastic dolls that just popped out from the factory: serial number 0020, 0021 and 0023 (batterties not included).
anyway, 0020 had a younger sis living with her in the mansion, but because she was only 14/15, she wasnt allowed to participate in all the 'fun' things her older sis did. so for her birthday, 0020 gave her sis fake boobs and a make over!!! WOW! now we have 0024! the sisters' mother came for the big 0024 'before and after' ceremony, AND WAS MOVED TO TEARS. my little girl! all grown up! two ive got 2 sluts as daughters! yippee!
0021 claims rotting hugh hefner is her soulmate. enough said.
0023 feels that she is now legitimised as hef's girlfriend because all his previous gfs were on the cover of Playboy, and she only just made it for the latest issue.
basically, after watching that show i made a mental list of reasons why im way hotter and sexier than 0020, 0021 and 0023.
1. im all real (nothing explodes when you touch it, nothing is flamable)
2. im all real and loving it (unlike the old 0024 who really wanted to turn into a plastic doll)
3. im for real (at least i dont claim hef's my soulmate)
4. ive got brains
5. i leave what i look like naked to the imagination, rather than what i look like clothed to the imagination.
6. i wear 'sexy secretary' glasses.
7. im asian.
8. im not perfect- my thighs arent proportional to my calfs (perfect is boring. i mean, how long can u stay interested in a manufactured doll who gives you the same reply to every question? how long can u stand looking at a platinum blonde girl without wondering what she might look like if she was brunette?)
9. i dont spend time curling/striaghtening my hair for school (this is more an attack to the girls at school rather than the playboy mates)
10. i have a real meaningful life filled with real people i love, as opposed to living with housemates who look uncannily identical to me.
11. i dont care if boys think im hot/not. (actually i do care if A boy thinks im hot/not, but even then, its minimal).
12. i am a complex individual
13. i appreciate literature and the arts.
14. i specialise in the most non-sexual, non-sensationalised dance in the world- ballet.
15. i dance the most sexual dance in the world for myself.
apart from that, i went shopping on the weekend! i bought a pair of white tapered jeans, pink fingertipless wool gloves, a haircurler (for special occasions only), 2 revlon nail polish for $4!!! my god! a cute pink singlet that reveals the tip of ur bra (if u wear one), a black silk sleeper to sew under my translucent dress, and huge 6-picture frame to mount on my wall.
i still cant get over the revlon nail polish 2 for $4! anyway, i bought red and this other colour. and my mum always told me how much red doesnt suit me cos im slightly tan. apparently red makes me look like a hooker/witch. but i thought id see for myself (cos i personally really like the look of red nail polish), and i really like it, and 3 people at school complimented my nails today, which goes to show my mum is only 99% of the time right.
my school musical is on thurs, fri and sat nights, with an afternoon performance on sat as well. dress rehearsals tmr. i dont have a speaking part, but i do dance in every single dance scene. and i sing with the chorus. by that i mean i mouth the words im half-sure of. wish me luck!
xoxo yining
ps: my fav colour turqoise of 3 years is no longer. it is now salmon pink, slighty more pink than what u r seeing now.
anyway, 0020 had a younger sis living with her in the mansion, but because she was only 14/15, she wasnt allowed to participate in all the 'fun' things her older sis did. so for her birthday, 0020 gave her sis fake boobs and a make over!!! WOW! now we have 0024! the sisters' mother came for the big 0024 'before and after' ceremony, AND WAS MOVED TO TEARS. my little girl! all grown up! two ive got 2 sluts as daughters! yippee!
0021 claims rotting hugh hefner is her soulmate. enough said.
0023 feels that she is now legitimised as hef's girlfriend because all his previous gfs were on the cover of Playboy, and she only just made it for the latest issue.
basically, after watching that show i made a mental list of reasons why im way hotter and sexier than 0020, 0021 and 0023.
1. im all real (nothing explodes when you touch it, nothing is flamable)
2. im all real and loving it (unlike the old 0024 who really wanted to turn into a plastic doll)
3. im for real (at least i dont claim hef's my soulmate)
4. ive got brains
5. i leave what i look like naked to the imagination, rather than what i look like clothed to the imagination.
6. i wear 'sexy secretary' glasses.
7. im asian.
8. im not perfect- my thighs arent proportional to my calfs (perfect is boring. i mean, how long can u stay interested in a manufactured doll who gives you the same reply to every question? how long can u stand looking at a platinum blonde girl without wondering what she might look like if she was brunette?)
9. i dont spend time curling/striaghtening my hair for school (this is more an attack to the girls at school rather than the playboy mates)
10. i have a real meaningful life filled with real people i love, as opposed to living with housemates who look uncannily identical to me.
11. i dont care if boys think im hot/not. (actually i do care if A boy thinks im hot/not, but even then, its minimal).
12. i am a complex individual
13. i appreciate literature and the arts.
14. i specialise in the most non-sexual, non-sensationalised dance in the world- ballet.
15. i dance the most sexual dance in the world for myself.
apart from that, i went shopping on the weekend! i bought a pair of white tapered jeans, pink fingertipless wool gloves, a haircurler (for special occasions only), 2 revlon nail polish for $4!!! my god! a cute pink singlet that reveals the tip of ur bra (if u wear one), a black silk sleeper to sew under my translucent dress, and huge 6-picture frame to mount on my wall.
i still cant get over the revlon nail polish 2 for $4! anyway, i bought red and this other colour. and my mum always told me how much red doesnt suit me cos im slightly tan. apparently red makes me look like a hooker/witch. but i thought id see for myself (cos i personally really like the look of red nail polish), and i really like it, and 3 people at school complimented my nails today, which goes to show my mum is only 99% of the time right.
my school musical is on thurs, fri and sat nights, with an afternoon performance on sat as well. dress rehearsals tmr. i dont have a speaking part, but i do dance in every single dance scene. and i sing with the chorus. by that i mean i mouth the words im half-sure of. wish me luck!
xoxo yining
ps: my fav colour turqoise of 3 years is no longer. it is now salmon pink, slighty more pink than what u r seeing now.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
SMACK AND TAG
apparently, after ive done the 20 people thing im supposed to smack and tag 5 people (wit i smacked and tagged these people because i think they could do with abit of luck- don't take offense, its not one of those things like because u look so ugly i feelu need luck in ur dating life way. its more like, why dont u have a lil boost in life.. in whatever aspect way):
1. hanafi (because i think he will need luck with regard to where our rship is going)
2. hsien (probably because id love to see her n her man go on for a long, happy time, and not end up like the rest of her rships, and that her taste in men will improve exponentially. i can see the progess shing)
3. wei long (maybe because he'd always questioning his purpose in life, i feel stressed out for him)
4. xiu hui (i find it weird tt i need to wish her luck in this area cosidering she'd one of the most attractive people i know, but for some reason noone's come along, and probably not to have people like Farhan the F*** get close to her)
5. wanxin (similar reason to hanafi i guess)
1. hanafi (because i think he will need luck with regard to where our rship is going)
2. hsien (probably because id love to see her n her man go on for a long, happy time, and not end up like the rest of her rships, and that her taste in men will improve exponentially. i can see the progess shing)
3. wei long (maybe because he'd always questioning his purpose in life, i feel stressed out for him)
4. xiu hui (i find it weird tt i need to wish her luck in this area cosidering she'd one of the most attractive people i know, but for some reason noone's come along, and probably not to have people like Farhan the F*** get close to her)
5. wanxin (similar reason to hanafi i guess)
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
now wx is angry at me. but, BUT, this was what really happened...
after i published my post n logged off on my comp, it dawned on me that i didn't mention wx as one of the 20 people i noe. i thought, oh shit! i better go change it when i get home before she reads it!
so now wx has read it before i could change it.
well, what can i do to make it up to u wx? =)
after i published my post n logged off on my comp, it dawned on me that i didn't mention wx as one of the 20 people i noe. i thought, oh shit! i better go change it when i get home before she reads it!
so now wx has read it before i could change it.
well, what can i do to make it up to u wx? =)
Monday, July 31, 2006
the lover's game
'the lover's game' is the title of the one of the dances im doing for the school musical.
anyway, i read shing's blog just like 3 seconds ago... and read this bit about how she wants to go to tioman with ivan (i would so kill to go to a place like tt with hanafi, alone), but he will only take her if she loses her tummy or something like tt. well. dear ivan, all i have to say it that you are losing major brownie points from shing's dear friend Lynn. shing, can u imagine what he would say to his wife after 12 hours of gruelling labour? "OMG! LOOK AT UR STRECHMARKS! SO NOT GOING TO BED WITH U UNTILL U DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT"
i also read weilong's blog n found that that 20 people thing is pretty cool so id do it too.
1. wei long
2. hanafi
3. xiuhui
4. jo
5. shing
6. den
7. man
8. yy
9. sarah
10. sam
11. sitian
12. trixia
13. qi min
14. rachel
15. nick
16. nic
17. al
18. fang yi
19. brendan
20. ivan (shing's)
how u met 14: rachel. well, rach is in my bio and eng class n we got closer through the musical.
what would you do if u never met 1.: wei long. ohno! tt would be bad! he's such a great guy, definately one of my closest guy friends.. although he describes me as a regret in his life. i dont really wanna be seen as a regret in someone's life but hey, id b missing out if i didnt meet him.
what if 9 and 20 dated?: OMG. sarah and ivan! pure coincidence i swear! lol! well, for one, there would be one very evil pontianak called Shing, who would haunt her ex-besty. for two, sarah and ivan would be the funniest thing ever. for three, there would be a very free new man called chee mun. (or was it chee man?)
would 6 and 17 make a good couple?: al and den? assuming they were both lesbians...no. den would probably hate al since al would annoy the shit outta her.
describe 3: xiuhui. well xiuxiu is my bestest friend, for me to call in the middle of the night n cry or whine. if i was a guy id definately date her. slighty eccentric, full of fun and laughter, makin a joke of my family's breakdown, doesnt take life too seriously, always saving money to spend it, holding out for mr jap-right, always thinking of new ways to cut her hair.
is 8 attractive?: yenyu. hmmm.. he was #8 for weilong's thing too. anyway. dear yy has a face and heart that definately is favourable for attracting the opposite sex. however, true friends would tell him there is room for imporvement in the 'art of seduction' area.
describe 7.: man. Mandric Tan is a joker, great immiatator of all the people he hates (think vilau), very inclined to the field of music, great friend, great company. although sometimes people think he's 'kaobei' but i dont really mind. in fact, that's probably his version of my bitchiness. loves mandric.
do u noe 12's family members?: trixia. no.
what would you do if 18 confesses she/he likes u? fangyi! lol! haha..it'd b a good laugh, and very awkward.
what language does 15 speak? nick. english, maybe abit of italian since that's his background. but i think he does spanish at sch.
who is 14 going out with?: rachel is going out with lachy hausser.
how old is 16?nic is 16.
when was the last time u spoke to 13?: qimin. lightyears ago.
who is 2's fav band/singer?: hanafi. he has lots, no specific one.
would u ever date 4? jo. if i was a guy, yes.
is 13 single? qimin? who knows?
is 19 your good friend? brendan? we're okay.
what is 10's last name? sam. rowe.
would you be in a rship with 11? sitian.no, she's such a sweet girl but if i was a guy/lesbian, not really my type.
school of 3? xiuhui. republic poly
6's address: jo.jurong east, opp the school. or sth
fav thing about 5?: she never says anything bad about anyone.
ever seen 2 naked before?:hanafi. yes, actually.
anyway, i read shing's blog just like 3 seconds ago... and read this bit about how she wants to go to tioman with ivan (i would so kill to go to a place like tt with hanafi, alone), but he will only take her if she loses her tummy or something like tt. well. dear ivan, all i have to say it that you are losing major brownie points from shing's dear friend Lynn. shing, can u imagine what he would say to his wife after 12 hours of gruelling labour? "OMG! LOOK AT UR STRECHMARKS! SO NOT GOING TO BED WITH U UNTILL U DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT"
i also read weilong's blog n found that that 20 people thing is pretty cool so id do it too.
1. wei long
2. hanafi
3. xiuhui
4. jo
5. shing
6. den
7. man
8. yy
9. sarah
10. sam
11. sitian
12. trixia
13. qi min
14. rachel
15. nick
16. nic
17. al
18. fang yi
19. brendan
20. ivan (shing's)
how u met 14: rachel. well, rach is in my bio and eng class n we got closer through the musical.
what would you do if u never met 1.: wei long. ohno! tt would be bad! he's such a great guy, definately one of my closest guy friends.. although he describes me as a regret in his life. i dont really wanna be seen as a regret in someone's life but hey, id b missing out if i didnt meet him.
what if 9 and 20 dated?: OMG. sarah and ivan! pure coincidence i swear! lol! well, for one, there would be one very evil pontianak called Shing, who would haunt her ex-besty. for two, sarah and ivan would be the funniest thing ever. for three, there would be a very free new man called chee mun. (or was it chee man?)
would 6 and 17 make a good couple?: al and den? assuming they were both lesbians...no. den would probably hate al since al would annoy the shit outta her.
describe 3: xiuhui. well xiuxiu is my bestest friend, for me to call in the middle of the night n cry or whine. if i was a guy id definately date her. slighty eccentric, full of fun and laughter, makin a joke of my family's breakdown, doesnt take life too seriously, always saving money to spend it, holding out for mr jap-right, always thinking of new ways to cut her hair.
is 8 attractive?: yenyu. hmmm.. he was #8 for weilong's thing too. anyway. dear yy has a face and heart that definately is favourable for attracting the opposite sex. however, true friends would tell him there is room for imporvement in the 'art of seduction' area.
describe 7.: man. Mandric Tan is a joker, great immiatator of all the people he hates (think vilau), very inclined to the field of music, great friend, great company. although sometimes people think he's 'kaobei' but i dont really mind. in fact, that's probably his version of my bitchiness. loves mandric.
do u noe 12's family members?: trixia. no.
what would you do if 18 confesses she/he likes u? fangyi! lol! haha..it'd b a good laugh, and very awkward.
what language does 15 speak? nick. english, maybe abit of italian since that's his background. but i think he does spanish at sch.
who is 14 going out with?: rachel is going out with lachy hausser.
how old is 16?nic is 16.
when was the last time u spoke to 13?: qimin. lightyears ago.
who is 2's fav band/singer?: hanafi. he has lots, no specific one.
would u ever date 4? jo. if i was a guy, yes.
is 13 single? qimin? who knows?
is 19 your good friend? brendan? we're okay.
what is 10's last name? sam. rowe.
would you be in a rship with 11? sitian.no, she's such a sweet girl but if i was a guy/lesbian, not really my type.
school of 3? xiuhui. republic poly
6's address: jo.jurong east, opp the school. or sth
fav thing about 5?: she never says anything bad about anyone.
ever seen 2 naked before?:hanafi. yes, actually.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
hips do lie
shakira should fire her dance choreograher. hips don' lie is a good song but have u seen the music video?
everything is does has no flow, no theme. nothing. its just random shaking of body parts. she looks so confused. some actions had a tinge of rnb shit.. and then most of it was mexican-y... and then some of it was hiphop. and then the rest was trying to smother her chest to the screen. it was almost a pain to watch the video. of course this is from a female dancer's point of view.
everything is does has no flow, no theme. nothing. its just random shaking of body parts. she looks so confused. some actions had a tinge of rnb shit.. and then most of it was mexican-y... and then some of it was hiphop. and then the rest was trying to smother her chest to the screen. it was almost a pain to watch the video. of course this is from a female dancer's point of view.
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
what its like to be me.
What it's like to be me, when it comes to hanafi.
All this while, with hanafi and even before that.. whenever I heard of some pitiful girl not being able to forget her boyfriend.. I'd always think- weakling. Of course you can forget him! Geez! No one has discipline and determination these days!…
Up until now.
And as much as I don't wallow in self-pity, I consider my situation rather pathetic.
Every night I make a long distance call. Not because I want to. Well, sometimes because I want to… but most of the time, its because I have to. The call lasts averagely one minute. Ever since his phone bill with "overseas call" written all over it skyrocketed, we had to limit my calls (yes-my calls, not his, not ours. Cos im always the one calling. He's always the one saying he has to go) to about a minute. On lucky days I might be able to entice him into a 3 minute conversation.
Very much like wham-bam-thank you-mam. Mostly lasting 5 mintues, if im lucky, he might go for 10.
But I don't blame him. He cant answer for the hundreds of dollars worth of overseas calls, when we would speak on the phone for about almost an hour, well aware but willing to push aside the impending doom of the phone bill. On the other hand, my mum hardly questions me about my phone bill. And when she does, she knows its hanafi keeping me up at night when we’re on the phone, or not on the phone. She knows cos she can hear me giggling or sobbing or both.. and then I'd tell her defiantly, " mum! Trust me on this one ok?! Im slowly getting over it, in my own way" What a liar, I'd think to myself. Im screwed. So very screwed. you don't know what its like. To talk to someone every night, into the wee hours of daylight on weekends, for over two years. And then suddenly to not have that privilege, that luxury, that right ripped from you.
And then sometimes when im feeling brave and happily single, I psycho myself saying over and over again :' you don’t need him.. you cant have him. You need someone new in ur life.someone new in ur life. Someone new in ur life'
And then there are those times when I missed the familiarity, the security, the love and joy I had before. The voice that translates into a lullaby (im not trying to write a romance novel but I literally do call him when I have trouble sleeping cos his voice helps me sleep. More so than puts me to sleep). And then it gets so bad it becomes a hole in my life.. if not my heart.
On the 11th of every month my phone alarm goes off reminding me it’s the anniversary.. now to be fair, I would have forgotten if I didn’t have an alarm. But that was the thing. I don’t want to forget. Im scared to. And then id start to think how long we would have been together by now. And then I wonder if he forgot. And then as I bordered on self-pity, I start to think… 7 month since we officially broke up. And look where we still are. We can't go on like this forever. i can't.
and then there's the thought of him moving on before i do.another girl in his arms.
All this while, with hanafi and even before that.. whenever I heard of some pitiful girl not being able to forget her boyfriend.. I'd always think- weakling. Of course you can forget him! Geez! No one has discipline and determination these days!…
Up until now.
And as much as I don't wallow in self-pity, I consider my situation rather pathetic.
Every night I make a long distance call. Not because I want to. Well, sometimes because I want to… but most of the time, its because I have to. The call lasts averagely one minute. Ever since his phone bill with "overseas call" written all over it skyrocketed, we had to limit my calls (yes-my calls, not his, not ours. Cos im always the one calling. He's always the one saying he has to go) to about a minute. On lucky days I might be able to entice him into a 3 minute conversation.
Very much like wham-bam-thank you-mam. Mostly lasting 5 mintues, if im lucky, he might go for 10.
But I don't blame him. He cant answer for the hundreds of dollars worth of overseas calls, when we would speak on the phone for about almost an hour, well aware but willing to push aside the impending doom of the phone bill. On the other hand, my mum hardly questions me about my phone bill. And when she does, she knows its hanafi keeping me up at night when we’re on the phone, or not on the phone. She knows cos she can hear me giggling or sobbing or both.. and then I'd tell her defiantly, " mum! Trust me on this one ok?! Im slowly getting over it, in my own way" What a liar, I'd think to myself. Im screwed. So very screwed. you don't know what its like. To talk to someone every night, into the wee hours of daylight on weekends, for over two years. And then suddenly to not have that privilege, that luxury, that right ripped from you.
And then sometimes when im feeling brave and happily single, I psycho myself saying over and over again :' you don’t need him.. you cant have him. You need someone new in ur life.someone new in ur life. Someone new in ur life'
And then there are those times when I missed the familiarity, the security, the love and joy I had before. The voice that translates into a lullaby (im not trying to write a romance novel but I literally do call him when I have trouble sleeping cos his voice helps me sleep. More so than puts me to sleep). And then it gets so bad it becomes a hole in my life.. if not my heart.
On the 11th of every month my phone alarm goes off reminding me it’s the anniversary.. now to be fair, I would have forgotten if I didn’t have an alarm. But that was the thing. I don’t want to forget. Im scared to. And then id start to think how long we would have been together by now. And then I wonder if he forgot. And then as I bordered on self-pity, I start to think… 7 month since we officially broke up. And look where we still are. We can't go on like this forever. i can't.
and then there's the thought of him moving on before i do.another girl in his arms.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
FIFA world cup finals 2006
ok...being me, i only go soccer crazy once every 4 yrs. but when that time comes, i go reallycrazy. i woke up this morning at 5am to watch the second half of the finals...
i finally figured out why soccer players wear jearseys with their respective number printed in HUGE font at the back. its so that when girls like me and jo watch matches and we don't know the exact name of the players, we can still go "OMG!!!no. 20 from france is soooooooooo hot!" or like.. "no. 10 from france is like the cutest player ever!!!" (i actually know its my baby zidane). and like " no. 10 from sweden!!!! did u noe he's a CK model?" (it might actually be no.
i also realised that soccer is a very sexual game. how many times have u heard the commentator go say things like "cannot perform", "rises to the occasion", "delivers his potential", "...and he SCORES!!!!!!" see what i mean? and u cant blame me of having sexual thoughts while watching world cup finals.. i mean.. there was zidane running around, sweating, zidane injuring his shoulder, zidane wiping sweat from his eyes, zidane shouting, zidane drinking water/powerade, zidane headbutting the italian...WHAT!! DID EVERYONE SEE WHAT I JUST SAW??! omg.. i cant believe he did that! how could u?!!!u stupid stupid sexy idiot!! just because he said something bad about me didnt mean u could react so violently! france could have won if u were in the shoot out.
but i forgive him.. i mean.. look at him!!! he's 100% sex appeal. i even let down my grudge against France for beating Brazil.. this has to be true love.
and no matter what they say ronaldo, i think u look cute chubby. *plays you're beautiful by christina aguilera in my head*
now that ive got all my soccer fantasies well n truly brewing in my head... i should have encourage hanafi to play more soccer n be a star.
why we love soccer players:
1. they can go for hours. over 90 minutes to be exact
2. they get random errections while playing (this is according to jo.. and her high defination 1000 inch tv)
3. if they can devote so much time and effort and dedication in 90 mintues chasing a ball, imagine how easy it'll be in bed... no problem in the concentration/stamina department.
4. they look too cute and pityful when they get injured and r in pain...
5. its cute that they try to control their emotions when they lose/get a red card.
6. its touching when they cry when they lose.
7. the get paid like a trillion bucks per week.
zidane and lynn forever!
i finally figured out why soccer players wear jearseys with their respective number printed in HUGE font at the back. its so that when girls like me and jo watch matches and we don't know the exact name of the players, we can still go "OMG!!!no. 20 from france is soooooooooo hot!" or like.. "no. 10 from france is like the cutest player ever!!!" (i actually know its my baby zidane). and like " no. 10 from sweden!!!! did u noe he's a CK model?" (it might actually be no.
i also realised that soccer is a very sexual game. how many times have u heard the commentator go say things like "cannot perform", "rises to the occasion", "delivers his potential", "...and he SCORES!!!!!!" see what i mean? and u cant blame me of having sexual thoughts while watching world cup finals.. i mean.. there was zidane running around, sweating, zidane injuring his shoulder, zidane wiping sweat from his eyes, zidane shouting, zidane drinking water/powerade, zidane headbutting the italian...WHAT!! DID EVERYONE SEE WHAT I JUST SAW??! omg.. i cant believe he did that! how could u?!!!u stupid stupid sexy idiot!! just because he said something bad about me didnt mean u could react so violently! france could have won if u were in the shoot out.
but i forgive him.. i mean.. look at him!!! he's 100% sex appeal. i even let down my grudge against France for beating Brazil.. this has to be true love.
and no matter what they say ronaldo, i think u look cute chubby. *plays you're beautiful by christina aguilera in my head*
now that ive got all my soccer fantasies well n truly brewing in my head... i should have encourage hanafi to play more soccer n be a star.
why we love soccer players:
1. they can go for hours. over 90 minutes to be exact
2. they get random errections while playing (this is according to jo.. and her high defination 1000 inch tv)
3. if they can devote so much time and effort and dedication in 90 mintues chasing a ball, imagine how easy it'll be in bed... no problem in the concentration/stamina department.
4. they look too cute and pityful when they get injured and r in pain...
5. its cute that they try to control their emotions when they lose/get a red card.
6. its touching when they cry when they lose.
7. the get paid like a trillion bucks per week.
zidane and lynn forever!
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