what's for halloween???

Hello all. I am going to announce that my period just visited me!

Finally! After tormenting me with its unpleasant pre-arrival alerts, for the longest time, I am free.

Ah! Free from the tortures of my gender. Now I can resume my carefree days, that’s is, until 3 weeks later. Ha!

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On a lighter note, I’ll be going to SCISSOR SISTERS tomorrow night! It will be at the Warfield and I cant wait. A friend keep asking me if I have any plans to sneak into the backstage to get him the phone number of one of the group members – BabyDaddy. Hehehehe what a name.

I’m planning to wear my platinum blonde wig which is cut in a short chin-length bob, maybe tight black jeans, black/pink adidas boots, finished with dark lips and smoky eyes. I don’t know what I should wear for my top. Something bright!

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The next dilemma is HALLOWEEN. What should I be??? I really have no idea. I the devil girl the first year, the Fifth element the second, and a clown and then a pirate for the last year.

Any ideas?

Meanwhile enjoy these cutest-to-death Halloween costumes of creative dogs and their owners.

I always believe that no one can help me unless I help myself.

I dunnoe why I keep fucking up my own life. And the worst thing is I have no one to blame.

I went to LA this weekend. It wasn’t as perfect that I hope it will be. I dunnoe why I have having such short temper. And when I get mad or irritated, the very Asian-submissive-girlie side of me doesn’t usually say anything. That is when I am truly mad though. I tend to walk away/ignore/suppress the negativity. Then I turn quiet, moody, (was called) grouchy, PMS-y, worrier and did I mention moody? I regret all of them. I hate it when I turn temperamental, but I really cannot help myself.

Most of you may think that I am usually pretty optimistic, so now this is my exposé. I do quite a good job hiding inside.

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I just got out of a long bath/shower. What could be more efficient than soaking in a hot tub of Channel No. 5 milk bath and a good book? (Currently reading “Middlesex” by Jeffrey Eugenides. Contents are too provocative. Will blog abt it when I am done.)

While I was doing some personal reflection upon my trip down to LA the past weekend, I got a giggle or two. Despite it being not-so-wonderful, I still gotta admit that I feel grateful for the whole trip and for the ppl who made it happen. (erm..kinda…maybe a little…I dunnoe.)

I always believe that no one can help me unless I help myself.

Then again, I remember the shittiest thing. My digital camera was STOLEN from my baggage AFTER I checked it in. Oddly, the camera case was left behind. I SWEAR ON PUPPY’S LIFE THAT IT WAS INTACT, IN THE BAGAAGE AND THERE WAS EVIDENCE THAT MY BAGGAGE WAS OPEN FOR “INSPECTION”. Legal or not, it is a blur line. We don’t really know the security aspects for the baggage claims anymore. Nowadays airlines are so “frantic” about ppl bringing harmful/dangerous items into the planes that they check everything. No one can assure that privacy when they fly.

Yes, I believe I was robbed in broad daylight upon the very conviction for a more secured environment.

People have learnt to take advantage of such situations.

WAKE UP AMERICA!

The terrorists have already won. They have successfully instilled the sense of insecurity in this country that makes us live in fear constantly. Believe it or not.

I don’t normally make political statements coz I think politics is ultimately a business of moneymaking anyways. But today. I will. Because I think it is dumb.

All the warring and killing done now is just a revenge, or an act, or a costly act of revenge done to put a blind for the common citizens to “prove” that the govt is doing something.

I have just marked my five years of living in this country. It was the quickest and longest five years of my life. And I still cannot truly answer the question why I chose to come to this country. Because I don’t know. It was rather random.

Update::

My *invisible* rashes are nearly all gone! I havent had the itch for one whole day! (okay, I know that didn't come out right.)

Anyways, now I have a big dilemma. I stopped my consumption of Poppy Seed Bagels, though they are yummy as hell. But i also stopped my ritualistic-intake of a beauty enhancing Amino Collagen powder every morning! Long story- my bro's gf bought it for me when I went home in June. I am vain, kinda. And since she said saggy skin is my family's heriditary sign of aging, collagen supplements will help to maintain my natural beauty!

As I was chatting with her online the other day about this granulomas (bump of scar tissue) I got near my nose piercing. she told me to stop my collagen supplement as I am kinda "healing too fast" thus there is excessive skin tissue causing the bump.

Okay, I hope you guys are not confused yet.

So I stopped the PS Bagels and Collagen, and now the rashes are gone, the bump is drying up and flaking away. I am happy!

Then again, I thought, are the collagen causing my rashes too?

Damn. what the fuck is going on???

Once age catches up, there is endless problems man~

I am stressing myself ah~

Oh man~

I am beginning to not be able to tolerate myself. I were my own gf, I would have dumped myself a long time ago!

I get these mood swings…up and down, up and down, up and down. Is it because I am a female? Am I genetically built to be a bitch in one minute and an angel the next? Yah yah, blame it on the hormones.

BUT seriously, I am trying to control the raging emotions. I repeat to myself internally that I should be feeling grateful and blessed all the time. There is no reason to be mad at myself. Hence I made a list of things/events to be grateful of:

1. Ten fingers with nails and ten toes with nails
2. Hair that grows (mostly) in the right places
3. Five (+ one extra sensitive) senses
4. Intact organs
5. My family
6. My blissful sixteen (and counting) years with Dolly & Puppy
7. Impossibility to gain weight despite impossible amount of food consumed
8. My cute tummy (hahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahaa)
9. Being born in the cool year of MONKEY
10. Enjoyed the cools 80’s cartoons like smurfs before the freaking 3D-computer games took over childhoods the world
11. My friends
12. Met some guy who loved me at a some time
13. Met froggy….and then froggy no.2 and no. 3
14. Got to leave SG to experience SF, and knowing that SG will always be there
15. Not having to experience a war (yet)

Okay, I am pretty tired thinking of stuff to be grateful. And that’s why you can say I take things for granted. Once in a while, yes. But I am tired coz’ I wake up early to report to work dutifully so I can secure my rent for the month, money for food and transportation and to make people who care about me proud. So I don’t think I am that bad after all.

There! To reward you for reading all the way down here, check out these cutesy innovative Bento designs prolly from Japan. I also want a Japanese wifey who can make those lunchboxes for me everyday! I would be the coolest person in the office!

This is dedicated to Melvin.

borderline creepy

Because the NASA are so dumb... ...

Realization

I developed some invisible rashes a while ago, more specifically, right after I returned from SG to SF. Hence, I thought I developed an allergy to SF.

It did not stop since then. I just felt itchy now and then, finding neither visible rashes nor sores. Just more sensitivity on my legs and arms, and permanent goose-bump-like skin. I don’t want to see a doctor either.

But on last Tuesday it finally dawned on me. I am pretty sure I am allergic to Poppy seeds! Yes! Poppy seeds… the innocent little black dots that decorate my Monday-morning-office-breakfast bagel! Damn! I ultimately recognize what has been causing this embarrassing irritation. I am pretty sure as I also realized that I just only started to be *addicted* to poppy seed bagels after I came back.



And the interesting thing is, I researched online and found out that Poppy seeds are illegal in Singapore!!!??? For food and opium production…hahahaha. It is due to the fact that if you consume more than 3 Poppy seed bagels, you will be tested POSITIVE + in a drug test. So silly.

So now, how can I get high while working???

To remember

9/11 NYC

Collection: Photonica

Caption: WTC Light Memorial

Photographer: Joshua Sheldon

Website: gettyimages.com

I miss Disco Dancing.

I haven’t been clubbing at all. Well, we went to Ministry of Sound when I was back in SG during June. But it was only once!!! After that tragedy struck so there was no mood.

Once again I feel the urge to go drink myself silly, dance myself silly and then puke myself silly. I miss my earlier days, when I just turned 18 and Wed Mambo Nights were a must-go. It was great… the music, the alcohol, the flirting!

Only 8 years later, I find myself drained from the 9-5 job, hardly able to keep up with daily self-maintenance and house chores. Let alone getting drunk! I don’t even get enough sleep, not to mention getting a chance to step into a club and gladly waste away into the night.

I NEED TO PARTY!

I don't even care if my heels would hurt.

Anyone?

Dinner Date

My hot date took me to a B&B hotel(!!!!!) a while ago for DINNER at its restaurant!!! (all you dirty-minded ppl, pls...) It is the Panama Hotel at San Rafael. The weather is like perfect there( an almost one hour drive north of SF), and the place was all cozy. We sat outside where there is a 'tropical garden' while the live Jazz band crooned from inside.

Ahhhh.......it was perrrrrrrfect.

All these food!

Mussels

Giant Pepper stuffed with chicken

Calamari Salad......so good!

I love tables laid with disposable white paper coz' we had a fun time sketching, doodling and playing silly hangman games. I drew a little pile of shit with a fly and i wondered if he saw it. Forgot to take a picture of our masterpiece...

Skinny models banned from catwalk
POSTED: 10:57 a.m. EDT, September 13, 2006

MADRID, Spain (Reuters) -- The world's first ban on overly thin models at a top-level fashion show in Madrid has caused outrage among modeling agencies and raised the prospect of restrictions at other venues.

Madrid's fashion week has turned away underweight models after protests that girls and young women were trying to copy their rail-thin looks and developing eating disorders.

Organizers say they want to project an image of beauty and health, rather than a waif-like, or heroin chic look.

But Cathy Gould, of New York's Elite modeling agency, said the fashion industry was being used as a scapegoat for illnesses like anorexia and bulimia.

"I think its outrageous, I understand they want to set this tone of healthy beautiful women, but what about discrimination against the model and what about the freedom of the designer," said Gould, Elite's North America director, adding that the move could harm careers of naturally "gazelle-like" models.

Madrid's regional government, which sponsors the show and imposed restrictions, said it did not blame designers and models for anorexia. It said the fashion industry had a responsibility to portray healthy body images.

"Fashion is a mirror and many teenagers imitate what they see on the catwalk," said regional official Concha Guerra.

The mayor of Milan, Italy, Letizia Moratti, told an Italian newspaper this week she would seek a similar ban for her city's show unless it could find a solution to "sick" looking models.

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I am a proud Auntie leh!!!

The Two Little Rascals... can't wait to squeeze their rosy cheeks come January!

Perfect man~

Le sigh~ CLIVE OWEN IS MY MAN, YO! The Perfect man, Smart man, Cool man, Handsome Man... ...the adjectives can go on and on. He made this movie so m***********ing good!!! I am so glad he didn't end up being James Bond coz those new movies suck!

Everyone should go rent this movie coz it is stimulating, doesn't tell you too much or too little, Denzel W. was really convincing, that little bit of Jodie F. was just bearable, there is the TWIST, and did I mention CLIVE OWEN is absolutely awesome???

Tomorrow is gonna be an exciting day~ will come back with the whole nine yards ;) of the happenings soon. Meanwhile, Keep it real yo!

view from the kitchen window

AAAaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!

Too pretty for my eyes(and freaking empty wallet).
Anyone with extra Euros to spare? Please??

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For Jesse

Well, since we are going to celebrate J's birthday and surprise parties among us don't work anymore, I have a teaser cooked up especially for him!

I know J is one of my most faithful readers, thus he should be able to see this in time, b4 his dinner party tomorrow.

FYI, we are going to a Steak house coz' a carnivore, he is.



So, what the hell do you think this is, J?

Sharpen your fangs and cya tomorrow!

the Birthday Calculator

30 March 1980

Your date of conception was on or about 8 July 1979 which was a Sunday. I really didn't need to know that...

You were born on a Sunday under the astrological sign Aries.
Your Life path number is 6.

Life Path Compatibility:
You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 3, 6 & 9.
You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 4, 8, 11 & 22.
You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 1, 5 & 7.

The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2444328.5.
The golden number for 1980 is 5.
The epact number for 1980 is 13.
The year 1980 was a leap year.

Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 2/16/1980 and ending 2/4/1981.
You were born in the Chinese year of the Monkey.

Your Native American Zodiac sign is Hawk; your plant is Dandelion. One of my fav. flowers

You were born in the Egyptian month of Paony, the second month of the season of Shomu (Harvest).

Your date of birth on the Hebrew calendar is 14 Nisan 5740.

As of 9/6/2006 7:54:17 PM EDT
You are 26 years old.
You are 318 months old.
You are 1,379 weeks old.
You are 9,656 days old.
You are 231,763 hours old.
You are 13,905,834 minutes old.
You are 834,350,057 seconds old. I feel so much better...

Celebrities who share your birthday:
Scott Moffatt (1983) Norah Jones (1979) Matt Doran (1976)
Celine Dion (1968) Ian Ziering (1964) M.C. Hammer (1962)
Paul Reiser (1957) Eric Clapton (1945) Astrud Gilberto (1940)
Warren Beatty (1937) John Astin (1930) Rolf Harris (1930)
Peter Marshall (1930) Frankie Laine (1913) Vincent Van Gogh (1853)

Top songs of 1980
Lady by Kenny Rogers Upside Down by Diana Ross
Call Me by Blondie Starting Over by John Lennon
Another Brick In the Wall by Pink Floyd Crazy Little Thing Called Love by Queen
Rock with You by Michael Jackson Magic by Olivia Newton-John
Funkytown by Lipps, Inc. Another One Bites the Dust by Queen

Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 3.77925636007828 years old. (Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)


There are 205 days till your next birthday
on which your cake will have 27 candles.

Those 27 candles produce 27 BTUs,
or 6,804 calories of heat (that's only 6.8040 food Calories!) .
You can boil 3.09 US ounces of water with that many candles.

Your birthstone is Aquamarine

The Mystical properties of Aquamarine
Aquamarine is often used to experience love and mercy. It is said to help ease depression and grief.
Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)
Jade, Rock Crystal, Bloodstone

Your birth tree is Hazelnut Tree the Extraordinary
Charming, undemanding, very understanding, knows how to make an impression, active fighter for social cause, popular, moody and capricious lover, honest and tolerant partner, precise sense of judgement.

The moon's phase on the day you were born was waxing gibbous.

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Labour Day - what work?

FUnny, I thought we are supposed to work even harder on this day. Instead, we take a (much deserved)break. Betcha some ppl ain't as lucky. Like that garbage-collector guy I saw today working on the streets.

Finally put this piece of properly framed vintage world map reprint up on my wall. Mission accomplished. My apt is one big step closer to looking less like an ex-college-student's place. (previously I had 3 Chanel No.5 posters by Andy Warhol mounted on a too-large FOAM BOARD)

Armed with a Borders 30% off coupon, i bought myself a new book to amuse.

Haven't had a chance to start, but whilst flipping thru, saw little snippets of hilarious and embarrasing medical/common sense topics being answered and/or discussed. Great way to enhance my social-gatherings conversational abilities.

Took a doggy nap, woke up hungry and disappointed that there is no date for dinner. So ate some instant noodles, watched Wheel of Fortune, took a nice shower and chomped down some ice cream. It is amazing how I can feel so cold in the apt, yet a taste of the stone-cold Vanilla Fudge fuzzily warms my insides... ... mmmmmm... ...

Don't forget to awwwww at my spanking shiny Alessi heart shaped ice cream spoon.

In all, I had a wonderful week. I had tonnes of fun. I dunnoe how I managed to summon enough energy to go out after work every day. Might be the power of that good feeling. And now it keeps me yearning for more... ...

Awww man~~~

Crocodile Hunter Steve Irwin killed

By BRIAN CASSEY, Associated Press Writer

Steve Irwin, the hugely popular Australian television personality and environmentalist known as the "Crocodile Hunter," was killed Monday by a stingray while filming an underwater documentary on the Great Barrier Reef. He was 44.

Irwin was killed by a stingray barb to the heart on Batt Reef, off the remote resort town of Port Douglas in northeastern Queensland state, his wildlife park Australia Zoo said in a statement.

Crew members aboard Irwin's boat, Croc One, called emergency services in the nearest city, Cairns, and administered CPR as they rushed the boat to nearby Low Isle to meet a rescue helicopter. Medical staff pronounced Irwin dead a short time later, the statement said.

Irwin was famous for his enthusiasm for wildlife and his catchword "Crikey!" in his television program "Crocodile Hunter," which was first broadcast in Australia in 1992 and has aired around the world on the Discovery channel.

He rode his image into a feature film, and developed the Australia Zoo as a tourist attraction.

"The world has lost a great wildlife icon, a passionate conservationist and one of the proudest dads on the planet," John Stainton, Irwin's friend and producer, said in the statement. "He died doing what he loves best and left this world in a happy and peaceful state of mind. Crocs Rule!"

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Alameda Antiques By The Bay September 2006

YAY!!!

This weekend is a long weekend because of Labour Day holiday on Monday. Missy gathered a few BFFs and headed off to Alameda Antiques Fair in Oakland. Unfortunately, they closed the westbound Bay Bridge all thru' this long weekend for construction so we gotta make a BIG round down South and cross to the other side of the Bay by the San Mateo Bridge. Normally it is a 20 mins drive. This morning, it took about an hour. Luckily Mai-chan drove her newly purchased Volvo wagon and even made us some extremely delish Strawberry + Custard cake!

devoured within seconds...

everybody busy looking for something to buy...

I wish but I can't, so I take photos...

notice Shinta + Sayaka checking out the gorgeous blue hand luggage which Shinta purchased later...too good to let go!

SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOUTUBE.COM NOW. WILL LOAD THE VIDEO LATER.

Sayaka playing a super cute musical instrument with Happy Birthday Song!



SO AMAZING!

This is what I bought. A little shelf-thingy to put thr Frog's House on top and some knick-knacks inside. Got a really good deal and nice ppl helped me to carry it... hehehehehe my apartment is pimpin' ! Gotta have a party soon!

I also bought a *something* [u know, you have one in the bathroom and you can do your handwashing-clothes in it. I know how to say it in freaking Chinese but not English :( argh! ] OH! A basin. heeheeehee I also bought a $5 pair of wooden Salt N Pepper holder for my personal use in the office. YAY!!!