Loathesome and lonesome

I HATE with a passion the thought of waking up everyday, to face myself in the mirror that I'm doing this for the money. What a griping thought. Yes, welcome to the real (world), unwholeseome and ironically so-full-of-pretense world of work. I miss melbourne. I miss my friends. I miss my fatso. I miss my pre-assignment and pre/post exam stress! I miss having to suffer during boring lectures. I miss skiving lessons (lol). I MISS IT ALL! There was that one chance. Gone in a flash. What, really do we all work so hard for? For the food, for the roof over our heads, for a better life? We all just wanna be famous and have stashes of cash in our backyard with hooters' chicks on our front yard (chad michael murray for mine!). Yes, dun we all. If i pray hard enough, maybe a bag of gold will fall from the sky, knock my enemies out cold, and I can live happily ever after with cha...my booboo ofcourse. Lah di dah!

Happy Birthday Mommyy!

Monday morning blues. Or, afternoon for me. Had late night with the parents yesterday celebrating my mummy's birthday. :) I swear this week went by superdooficiously quickly. I can barely remember what happened (and no hunnie, it's not my memory problem, BAH!)

My highlights for the week were:-

1) Finally received my vee day pressie from the male! *WHEE*
2) Home "fine dining" with my parents
3) Going on ICQ :p


It has finally come-ed!!
After some long impatient anticipation, and fluttering heartbeats...i finally received my long-awaited surprise from the love of my life. Unfortunately, no Godiva..but tis okay, i got yummy truffles, though the hand-written card was the best of all. It made me cry! Damnit :p Then again, many things make me cry too hehehe I'm just so darn emotional, my babes can def testify to that. So, despite the shortcoming in our vee day this year, I'd say it was one of the best so far :)


The surprise dinnah
Yes we finally did it! My sis and I enslaved ourselves...right from the very wee early hours of the morning till erm nightfall. I do not remember for the life of me the last time i woke up this early on a Saturday...at 8am, which resulted in 5 rounds of snoozes before I actually got my arse out of bed - it takes us both collectively 2 hours to eat brekky, get ready etc! :p Obviously not to start cooking, to go get groceries and erm, fall prey to the many attractively bootiful clothings in the mall. *grins*

So intsead of whipping up the usual 3 course meal as we did many moons ago, this time, we attempted a sorta 6 course degustation with matching wines!

Let me impart to you, my dear readers, what the menu for the night was:

An assortment of Bruschettas
Bacon-Wrapped Pineapples
Honey Mustard Grilled Drumettes
With Champagne Peach Cocktails

Fillet of Sole in Lemon Parsley Butter
Mashed potatoes with garlic cream sauce
Stuffed Tuscan Mushrooms
Steamed buttered vegetables
(Accompanied by 2004 Yarra Valley Unwooded Chardonnay)

Marbled Brownies Topped with Hot Chocolate Fudge
Cookies & Cream Ice-Cream
(Accompanied by 2005 The Wanderers Moscatito)


Knowing us, it wasnt exactly all well-planned because we only just agreed on this 48hrs before. The worst was when i discovered to my horror that our beloved placemats were missing, and had to use some tacky plastic ones in place, which wasnt our idea of a fine dining experience - we eventually found out that my aunt had borrowed our nicer ones, and well, dont think we'd be expecting to see it anytime soon, not for the next century at least. :p The brownie was yummm, but a tad bit too chewy (NEVER try new recipes during such an occasion!). Nonetheless, my parents were happy...and proud. :)

Then, there was also a problem with the chardonnay, tasted as if it had been "over fermented"!? You cant exactly taste the sweetness of the wine, it tastes just like..plain alcohol, in its purest form, if you know what I mean. After a few sips, mum said to us girls "If you get high and start taking your clothes off, I'm not gonna care about you...but if I do, then lock me in the room, please...with your daddy *giggles*"

OH FOR PETE'S SAKE! >_<

We havent even started dinner yet. Blegh.


THe ICQ Experience
Guess what peeps. I went on ICQ yesterday night! It's been like, what...8ish years since I last went on? I fink. And, no surprise really, nobody was on. :p That was really funny, i guess MSN has now definitely taken over the world. If any of you guys are still using it, tis okay to admit, no shame to it. tee hee

Work work work!

I never knew work could be so...so...laborious. Sonofagun.
I am completely knackered. Beaten. Exhausted. SLEEP i need!
This weekend I shall declare myself physically, and
possibly mentally incapacitated :p Oh crap!
There's also mummy's surprise birthday dinnah to plan.
God i hope she wont read this anytime soon lol
I came across this *click* which I fink wud be good for
laughs, for those of you who are slaving it out
in the office right now, like i am. *laughs gleefully*

Happy Vee Day

Dear Booboo,

I miss..

...you deliberately aggravating me just so you can make me laugh and be happy again >.<

...you cooking for me, and holding that spatula of yours, pretending to be like J.O

...lying, and rolling around in bed with you, wrestling and doing nonsensical things in the early mornings

...the drives to the mountains for homemade pies! *yumm*

...your crunchy prawn noodles, CHAR SIEW!!! And red bean shoop (altho i still think i boil better shoops! Detoxxxx :p)

...the way you laugh at me when I've done/said something utterly embarassingly silly.

...holding your phat fingers when I'm shopping, walking...or anywhere for that matter

...hearing you scream out [nickname-you-call-me] when you need something

...the way you look into my eyes (and away hehe) when you tell me you love me, and then showering me with kissies

...seeing your happy surprised face when ive bought/baked you something SWEET to satisfy your insatiable craving for all things SUGA >.<

...the way you creep up behind me to harass me when I'm trying to concentrate hard on cooking!

...your silly expressions when I start pouting and sulking

...having to scream and jump up and down at you to turn off that PS2 contraption!

...the little surprises you plan for me, and all the thought and effort you put into making your cranky baby happy.

...the way you tickle my neck in the mornings with your potentially sexy unshaved chin (and non-existent moustache) :p

Nobody's going to love me better
I'm going to stick with you forever
Nobody's going to take me higher
You know how to appreciate me
I'm going to stick with you my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way

I just miss you teddy, and I wish wish and WISH that you are here, or I am there.

Once again, we've missed another Valentine's Day, and this year, your birthday. I miss you so much bubba that, without you here, things cannot be completely perfect. Nothing seems right hunnie. :(

Happy birthday and Happy Valentine's Day my fatty...I miss you heaps, but I will always love you. :)


Lotsa kishies & hugs,
Your baby.

Of Men and Pigs

Back when I was 17, I USED to think that I was a man in my past life because...

I fart and burp (mostly) burp like one
I swear like one
I hated doing household chores
I used to be able to drink like one
I used to eat like one (hungry ogre)

But obviously now, that view has changed. Instead, I believe I was a pig. Simply because...

I still burp continuously like one
I grunt (swear) like one
I sleep like one
I mope like one
(I do not drink like a man anymore)
(I cant eat as much as a man anymore)

...speaking of which also reminds me that coincidentally, exactly three years ago, I mass forwarded this rather intriguing email.

If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee. (Hardly seems worth it.)

If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is
produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb. (Now that's more like it!)

The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body to squirt blood 30 feet. (O.M.G.!)

A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes. (In my next life, I want to be a pig again)

A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death. (Creepy.)

(I'm still not over the pig.)

Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour. (Do not try this at home...... maybe at work.)

The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off. ("Honey, I'm home. What the....?!")

The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds. (What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?)

Some lions mate over 50 times a day. (I still want to be a pig in my next life...quality over quantity)

An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain. (I know some people like that.)

Starfish have no brains. (I know some people like that too.)

Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure. (What about the pigs??!)

...which brings me to my conclusion, ladies and gentlemen that, pigs still have it going! Hah, so everytime my mum curses at the pig of me, I just go "Why thank you". Though, i do wish still that my orgasms would last 30 mins. I might just die of a heart attack *LOL* :p

Dum di dum

Lust lust LUSTing after this i am.

*dRooLs*

I wonder what will Cupid bring me next Toosday?

*innocently blinks*

Quelqu'un alimentent mes cravings avant que j'eclate!

*crave crave*

In retrospect, the Year 2005...and 2006 ahead.

It is my first boring day at work. Why isnt it boring when my baby is around?! I had to be swamped with work when he's around. And, I JUST realized that I've drastically neglected my blog. Better now than never. :p

I'm sure by now that word has got around that my fatso is no longer in the same country as I, hence, the recent downpour. I mean, what else is there that I can do than to revel at my unproductive drowning-pillows-with-tears session each time this happens? Well, I've thought about it - apart from my mood swings (result of pms) I will allow myself a few days of sorrows, and I should be back on my feet! Yesiree..and I should ultimately focus on building my empire. :p It is also during this time, too much free time I must say, that I have done some self-reflection on the previous year.

As always, reflecting on the past...seems almost surreal how quickly another year has pranced by. Some changes, which definitely have been rather significant to my life, some of which have taught me to be a better person, to open my eyes and see finally for myself what truly lies beyond that horizon separating the good and bad. This is the year, I told myself, as always I tell myself at the beginning of each year to be a better person, to be a better daughter, grandaughter, sister, friend, and girlfriend. There might have been times I may have failed, but with each mistake, I have come to accept the fact that, there is no such thing as being "perfect". I should really have accepted this fact a long time ago, but I was just living in denial, thinking that I can be the ultimate one. Maybe, it is time to truly be who I am and to completely honest, lest all I do is fool others as well as myself.

My graduation has definitely marked the beginning of a new year..and life ahead of me. Having to be the oldest, and having to put everything aside for the sake of my family was not what I could have foreseen. This is not the transition I had pictured as a little girl, but as times change, so have the people, and everything else around us. And yes, as I yearn to be a better daughter to my parents, there are sacrifrices to be made, even if it means giving up some part of my happiness, just so other people can be happy. My huns has often taught (and reminded) me to do things for the greater good, and I am truly thankful that despite the fact that he's not always there physically for these special moments, he is always here with me, in my mind, heart and soul.

For everything that has been made possible, and the thrills in life, you guys, my friends are who I'm truly grateful for. And my family, above all, are my ultimate pillars of strength. I wish, I could walk through the rest of my life holding someone's hand, so I know I wont fall, or there's at least someone to stop me from walking into a puddle. But i guess there are some journeys one must make on our own.

This is the year, I shall be by my family's side, and not at my love's. This is also the year i shall embrace carpe diem. With hope, my love will be with me through this journey. With hope, my friends will support me through this journey, and I will too support you guys, as you have done for me, throughout this lifetime. :)

It's been days of crying, and emotional outbursts.
Nobody can understand the painful loneliness she feels,
Nobody will know how she dreads to wake up
to find herself all alone, not in his arms.
She wakes up to welcome a new day, in hope that it is time,
Only to find that the time is nowhere near
Till she can finally see him again, to be happy,
Once again in his arms.