Monday, December 31, 2012

The End of 2012

After 365 days, the dreadful 2012 has finally come to an end. Boy was that a relief. The most intimidating Mayan prediction of the world coming to an end sadly (or relief) did not took place. Usually, whatever that is predicted or forecasted will never happen. I'm not entirely certain whether we should feel blessed that we are still alive or to be worried that the world is still filled with despicable beings.

On a whole, the year of a dragon was rather shitty. It didn't start off well, and neither did it end well. Met a whole lot of despicable 'people' (couldn't exactly call them people because they do not posses human behaviour.). There were those that deliberately do evil but put on an innocent, angelic front. There was also those with some authority that abuse the power vested upon them ( by opressing, bullying, threatening, insulting, conniving to their own benefit) to intimidate their subordinates simply because they could. Those that are in power and are aware of the bullying but chose to do nothing. Then there are the rumour mongers, spreading malicious gossip because that's what they do best. Those that are savagely rude (simply because they think that they are richer and more superior). It was indeed a year of struggle.

It was also a tough year for the family. With dad being unwell most of the year. Hopefully, 2013 will be a better year for all of us.

Lastly, spent the last few hours of 2012 trying to free my aunt who was locked in the toilet at my cousin's house. We spent over one and a half hours trying to unlock the door but to no avail. We used everything that was available in my cousin's house to open the door, but failed to. Fortunately, we managed to contact a locksmith who was willing to come at an ungodly hour on New Year's Eve to break the lock.

Farewell 2012. You will not be missed.

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Psycho 2

Was being told by the Mother Theresa wannabe to make peace with her lover and to forgive his psycho babble. And to be a bigger person. I for one, am very forgetful. I don't remember what I did minutes earlier. I was reluctant to go because I am able to forgive, but that doesn't mean the donkey wants peace. Anyway, was being duped by "the saint" that all's well and I should accept his savage character. She told me that he asked for me to join them for a movie. He asked what I wanted to watch so I just named a show. However, he already had a show in mind. He went ballistic when she told him about my choice. She told him to stick to his choice but he refused as he wanted to show how nice he is by sacrificing for me. When he came to pick us up this morning, "the saint" as usual was running late. She called for me to ask which bag I was using as she intended to use hers which is of the same colour. She then switched to another bag. She dashed downstairs and got into the car leaving me behind. It then appears to him that I'm the one that is late. He started cursing and swearing saying she always have to tag her stupid sister along. Never mind. When we reached the cinema, he went to buy snacks. He deliberately got 2 drinks when there are 3 pax. So fine. She got me a drink when we came out from the washroom. Never mind. After the show, we headed for lunch. That's when the drama started. He asked what I wanted to order. After we have placed the order, he told me to cancel mine as he claims there's too much food (even before the food arrived). Never mind. I don't eat a lot anyway. Throughout the whole meal, he kept berating and tormenting me with insults. This went on for hours. He deliberately yelled at me, then call me rude ( who's the rude one? The one yelling or the one not speaking but is being yelled at?). Everyone at the restaurant kept turning around and looking at us. That really boosted his ego and kept him going. Throughout all this time, his lover didn't say anything but kept encouraging him. Never mind. Then when we reached home, he yelled at me "get the fuck out of my car". That is my last draw. I am not your fucking sand bag. Get yourself to the mental hospital if you have difficulty speaking like a normal person. No one has to be subject to your verbal abuse diarrhea.

Sunday, December 23, 2012

All I Want This Christmas 2012

It would be awesome if I could have some or all if them this Christmas. Dear Santa, I've been a really good girl this year. Please grant my wishes this year. Thank you. P.S. I didn't send my wish list early for I do not want it to be list amidst all the other wish lists. If you don't mind, please include iPhone 5 or Samsung Galaxy S3 to the list.

Thursday, December 20, 2012


Question: Why was it predicted that the world would end on 21.12.2012 instead of 20.12.2012?

Anyway, the past few days have not been pleasant. Went on the suckiest trip and wasted loads of my money for this trip. Throughout the trip I was the human sand bag. A rabid psychopath kept attacking me for no reason. Simply just to vent his dissatisfaction that I joined the trip (his partner wanted me to go). We walked around aimlessly and didn't even manage to do anything eventful. All because the initial itinerary was not adhered to and the majority of the clan kept changing the plan. When it was shiny, they want to stay indoors and when it's rainy they want to do all sort of stuff outdoors.

During one of the days, they decided to take the MRT instead of our usual cab rides. So off we went to the subway. We got off at a large mall on the other side of the island. They then insisted to shop instead of heading outdoors to their initial planned destinations. Then when they were bored and decided to head to the other island, it started pouring. But hey, since we are there, the plan must go on (What plan? Was there even one to begin with?). So we head up to the uppermost level of the mall to catch the monorail to the other island. We head to the information counter to ask for directions and purchased our tickets at the ticketing machine. When we reached the other island, I walked behind a the "troupe leader" and his partner. Out of a sudden, a guy walked beside me and grabbed my hand. He gripped me tightly and started dragging me along with him. I was stunned. I turned towards him and said "Excuse me". He continued walking holding my hand. I pulled back and he turned around and was surprised to see a stranger. What kind of an idiot would simply grab a stranger who walks beside him? He then let go of my hand and walked away, embarassed. Without appologizing.

The rabid attacks continued for the entire trip. It persisted even after we touched down on home soil. That's a story for another day. Back at a second home, the rabid craziness continues. Was being attacked by another rabid creature.

So for the world to come to an end is not such a bad thing afterall. 2012 has not been a pleasant year. It's about time horrid beings get wiped off the surface of earth.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Not Now

Of all times to have sore throat before my holiday trip. Bummer. I won't give in.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012


It's 12.12.12 already. what's the significance of it?'s the last of the same dd/mm/yy and this will not happen for another god knows how many years. And probably when it happens I wouldn't be around anymore. Touchwood! Actually I don't have anything to blog about for this post, but just wanted 12.12.12 to be in the blog.

So for those who have not get hitched by this date (a.k.a today), you're destined to be forever alone. Ok. That was lame. But that's what most people believe. If you don't do certain things by certain date or age, you will never be able to accomplish it in your life,etc sort of crap.

When I logged in to Facebbok a moment ago, it was filled with 12.12.12 posts. Some sounded like suicide notes, some like new year's resolution, some uploaded photo with the date and time screenshot in it, some just stating the obvious (that is typing 12.12.12), and some trying to sound less obvious by embedding it in wishes to their pet. Whatever the nature, everyone wanted to be first to post on 12.12.12 at 12.12 a.m.. Well, if you missed it, you can still post at 12.12 p.m..

This is indeed one lame post. Anyway, Happy 12.12.12. You should be happy since you're still alive and reading this. Means the world has not come to an end.

Sunday, December 09, 2012


My sister and I were at IPC yesterday when she was reminded (by mua) that she needs to get a case for the ipad mini. So we went to all the IT stores that was available there to search for one. To our dismay, there weren't any. Then we looked for the Apple outlet. The directory showed that it was somewhere around where we were, but it was no where to be found. The information counter was also empty. Hence she walked up to a makeup kiosk nearby to ask for direction to the store.

Sister: May I know where the Apple store is?

Makeup Kiosk girl: Oh apple. Ada dekat Cold storage (Translation: Oh apple. It's in Cold Storage)

Sister: Apple store yang jual Ipad, Ipod.

Makeup Kiosk girl: (Embarassed) Tak tau (Translation: Don't know).

The most epic response of the year.

Wednesday, December 05, 2012

Threadmill Kitty

Cat on threadmill. Cute.

Saturday, December 01, 2012

Just A Thought

This year, I have received countless invitations to weddings. It seems like this year is a "good" year to wed. The very first was from my secondary schoolmate,then an invitation from a colleague to his, follwed by an invite by a really nice university friend to his wedding, two invitations from my primary schoolmates,...I lost count. Did I miss out any? Anyway, congratulations to all of them for starting a new chapter in their lives.

I was having a chat with a friend and I mentioned that wedding invitations have become more like birthday invitations of late. He couldn't agree more with that. Boy, we sure are growing fast. Then I came across a post on 9gag with which I couldn't agree with more. It states that, "When you think of 10 years ago, you think of the 90s". How true.

It seems that people these days are getting hitched at an early age. It is like a re-enectment of the past. The time of our grandparents whereby people settle down in their late teens or early 20s. What's more baffling is that, arranged marriage still takes place nowadays.

Well I suppose marriage does become a main priority in the lives of most people. I even get called "old maid" by nasty co-workers because I don't live in with a guy, and make him get me a ring minus the diamond (she had to go diamond scouting herself with her bff(s). Reminds me of Sugar & Spice (the pregnant cheerleader movie). In their context, I'm pitiful. I'm glad I don't have to be a whore before I get a lame excuse of a ring to wear.

For me, I don't want just any guy that you pick up on the street or in a pub or matchmaked. What I want is a man who is financially sound and can support me in every way. I don't want to live a pathetic life trying to make ends meet, just for the sake of being married in the 20s. I'd rather have the financial capacity of Victoria Beckham rather than maximizing $20 claims from working overtime just so to finance manicure sessions, to get a cup of Starbucks (just to appear like I'm rich (*as a matter of fact, unbeknowst to her, I indeed can afford Starbucks daily without having to wait for happy hour deals and flashing the employee ID to get a discount. Bargains are not my thing. I prefer retail.)) and renting a branded handbag to rival a "foe". That's just sad. Really, really sad. Oh you poor unfortunate soul. Nah, in their case, it's karma.

Ok. Enough of the forever miserable bitch clan.

Then there's this ongoing talk about the world ending in 2012. I guess the rush to get married is probably due to that. One thing's for sure in the bucket list of most people : To be married before the world ends. Well, if the world is coming to an end, like it matters if you get hitched or not. Nothing's going to be left on the planet.

Apart from that, this happens to be the final year to have the same numbers for day-month-year a.k.a 12.12.12. Oh no! If this date pass and I don't get hitched, I would have to wait another thousand years or so. Then I would really need to be part of the Cullen(s). Egad. Pfftt. Rolls eyes.

It feels like I'm mocking my friends. Really, I am not. It's just that halfway through typing, the bitch clan came into my mind and was then typed in. Nevermind. I'm used to being misunderstood.

What I'm trying to say is:

I'd rather be a trophy wife, than a housewife.

This came up when a friend of mine sugested mockingly that I be a housewife. I retorted "I'd rather be a trophy wife".

Thursday, November 29, 2012


The comments area of my blog has been spammed by some porn advertisers. Come on moronic advertisers. The blog hardly has visitors. What makes you think your links will be viewed? Epic fail case of marketing. You've got to have brains for everything, including porn. Dumb asses.

Thursday, November 22, 2012


Have a giant zit on my forehead. Sigh. Really hate the sight if it. It just won't "burst". Such an eyesore. Bugger. And it really hurts too. It has morphed from its dormant state to the current inflamed state. Never had such problem in high school. Nor did I have it in uni. Frustration.

Monday, November 19, 2012

Mosquito Feed

Bitten by mosquito while having instant noodles. Don't know why mosquitoes are so attracted to me. Am I that juicy?

Thursday, November 08, 2012


Nausea, that's what I'm feeling. The sight of any slight movement (including scrolling on the phone) makes me want to vomit. Even drinking water makes me feel ill. God how long more will this torture last?

Tuesday, November 06, 2012

Extreme headache

Dear fever & migraine, why do both of you have to visit me simultaneously? Why are both of you so persistent? When will the both of you make a move? When will the throbbing stop? Please pack up and leave. Your presence is not welcomed.

Thursday, November 01, 2012


Had a very bad gastric attack last night. Took a strong gastric tablet and thought it would be fine. Boy was I wrong. In fact it didn't make it any better. Thought that if I just forced myself to sleep it will be gone when I wake up. But it refused to let me get any shut eye. Suffered throughout the night. I resorted to eating a cinnamon roll. But that didn't help much. Drank a cup of hot milo. It did relieve it a little but the pain persisted. I finally dosed off when the rooster started crowing and the mosque morning prayer began. Gastric didn't go away though. I have consistently been taking the gastric medicine the whole day. Hopefully it will be gone when I wake up tomorrow.

Sunday, October 21, 2012


Ok. A friend of mine made this remark that Apple fans are isheep. And this song just popped in my head and I just can't seem to get it out. I should be sleeping but it keeps playing in my head. So had to write about it. So sing along to baa baa black sheep. Here goes: Baa baa fat sheep have you any wool. Yes sir, yes sir three bags full. One for the bastard, one for the maid. And one for the little boy who wants to get laid. It was actually a debate(sort of) apple vs android and loyalty

Thursday, October 18, 2012


Jang Geun Suk twitted in Korean. I told him that I wished he would tweet in English. His following post was in English. 😍

Sunday, October 14, 2012


I want to dress my kid up like that. My future kid. The cutest thing is the parents actually got a horse that matches his size and height. Aww.... Cuteness overload.

Wednesday, October 03, 2012

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Saturday, September 22, 2012

So real that it's creepy

Don't mean to sound crazy or spook anyone out but just want to share it. I had a dream last night. I went out with this guy. We were at the theater ( not cinema) and we were watching some show. Everything was well. Then I felt really sleepy and dosed off on his arm. Instead of pushing my head away, I felt him tilt my head towards his shoulder and chest. I felt his chin on top of my head. He then rubbed his chin on my head whilst clutching my head towards his chest. That persisted for a while. I drifted out of my slumber ( I meant dreaming slumber) still groggy. My eyes slowly opening but he still held me close. He started hugging me, just like how lovers do. I felt safe and comfortable. I drifted back into sleep. I felt the weight of his head on mine. When I opened my eyes again I was back in my bed. Back to life, back to reality. It was so real that it's creepy. Just hope that I'm not being stalked by some ghost. God please give me an answer. Please don't let it be a ghost.

Friday, September 21, 2012

Updates on my injured foot

My foot still aches 5days after the pathetic fall. After applying ointment and several tender rubs later, bruise started to surface. Still walking like a penguin. Sigh.

Monday, September 17, 2012


My left foot is swollen as a result of falling down the stairs. Of all things to slip and fall down the stairs an hour before departure. The idiotic thing is I didn't slip while carrying the luggages down the stairs but only fall miserably when carrying a duffle. #*%^€¥|&@.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012


Taken at 11.11am on September 11, 2012. Didn't realise that it's 911 until after the pic was taken.

Sunday, September 09, 2012

Saturday, September 01, 2012

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Friday Night Fright

Last night was one of the most frightening event that I have encountered. Several days ago, the water heater decided to go on long service leave. But before it does so, it decided to have a memorable farewell by spewing piping hot water on one of the user ( not me). The user was startled by the steaming hot water that splashed on her when she turned on the shower. Fearing that we might be electrocuted and be sent to our maker, we have to stop using the heater in the upstairs bathroom and switch to the spare heater downstairs. The spare heater downstairs is rarely used. In fact it has hardly been used since the bathroom renovation many years back.

Anyway everything was fine for the past few days( yes the electrical shop could not dispatch someone to install the new water heater). Until that fateful Friday night ( aka last night). The first half of the shower was well. Then I washed my hair. It was fine until I was almost done rinsing my hair. I was bent with my head near the drainage hole when I spotted something at the corner of my eye. I immediately straighten up an took a better look at it. All hell broke loose.

There it was wobbling on the door pane near the drainage hole.My reflex action was: scream. I was caught in a small vicinity with a " drunk invader cockroach" butt naked and wet. I shrieked and scream until mum came to my aid. She told me to open the door. I dare not as it was right there by the door. The shower in my hand accidentally sprinkled the stupid cockroach when I scream in panic. It then hit me that the cockroach might fly at me if startled.

I dared not turn off the shower as it was my only weapon. I quickly reached for the door to unlock it to let my saviour in to my rescue. At the same time I reached for my towel. When I got hold of my towel and was about to wrap it round me I was frightened by a brownish patch ( resembling the cockroach) on the towel. I freaked out, screamed and threw the towel away and it landed near the cockroach. It slipped my mind that it's my hair clips that I clipped on the side of the towel as there was no where to place them when I washed my hair. With nothing to cover myself and stuck in the toilet with the stupid cockroach all I could do was scream and shriek in fear.

When my mum walked in and saw me with the shower in my hands and screaming she asked where it is. I pointed it out to her but she didn't see it and told me to step out of the toilet. I pointed at the direction of my towel ( which is on the floor now). She then ran upstairs to get me another towel, leaving me behind with the cockroach. Another few minutes of fear and anguish.

When she emerged with the towel, the moronic roach sauntered slowly out of the toilet. It walked slowly beside my mum's foot towards the store. I quickly wraped the towel around me and ran upstairs. Mum then sprayed the area with insecticide. Moments later she discovered 7-8 roaches emerging from their Friday night fiesta out of nowhere. That moronic roach must have been drunk and wandered into the toilet to puke.

This morning my mum discovered another batch of dead " hangover" cockroaches near that area. The past few days of heavy rain must have lead those idiots to seek shelter in human houses. Why of all places do they have to choose mine and disrupt the tranquility of my abode? Pests. Blergh. Screw you insects.

Second batch (taken with fear)

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Lame Excuse To Simply Charge

Telcos these days brag about providing the best and most cost effective plans for the users. Customized to users needs. Blah blah. Bullshit. How does one get charged for 3G when one does not even have a data plan? On top of that to double charge? What a way to con users. How can the telco charge when the user did not authorize for a data plan to be activated? No one is buying your lame excuse that it's automatic these days. Don't use this as a lame excuse to simply charge. Green monster.

Thursday, August 09, 2012

Another "Bom"

My mother told me something unexpected today. She bumped into the mother of my former schoolmate. My classmate's mother later handed invitation cards to my mother. Turns out my classmate is getting married. Her mother was really delighted over her wedding and was telling my mother about it. Her mother exclaimed that it is an arranged marriage and she was the one that arranged it. I am happy for her as she will be starting another chapter of her life. I wish her a blissful marriage. Hope my mother won't have funny ideas and come up with something similar.

Extreme sore throat & cough

My cough has developed into unstoppable, irritating fits of cough. Every few minutes I'll cough my lungs out. There is no phlegm,purely dry cough. Each time I cough my throat hurts so badly. On top of the cough, there's fever and sneezing. The cough fit has officially returned. Please go away. I'm losing my voice.

Wednesday, August 08, 2012

Sore Throat

For the past few days,my ears have been itching.The itching will normally attack during the night. Which resulted in a swallowing like motion that I normally do to ease the itch. That however I think has resulted in my throat being sore. Hence throughout the night I have been drinking water to soothe it and making several trips to the washroom as a result. When I got up this morning, my throat hurts. It's as though it has been scrapped by a sharp object. The sore throat has develpoed into a cough now. Sigh. Looks like I'll be going through a cough cycle again.


The 2012 London Olympics is nearing its end and sadly I am not in London to feel the Olympic spirit. In fact I didn't manage to watch the opening ceremony. Neither did I manage to catch any of the events.

Tuesday, August 07, 2012

Big Pau

Flower big Pau with "surgery marks".

Saturday, August 04, 2012

4 August 2012

Happy Birthday Jang Geun Suk. 생일 μΆ•ν•˜ μž₯근석

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Thursday, August 02, 2012

Polaroid Shot

Yesterday, I made a trip to the immigration to renew my passport. As always, the immigration is packed. I queued up at the counter to get a number. When it was my turn, I handed my form along with my ID and photos to the immigration personnel for preliminary approval and to obtain a queue number. The migration personnel looked through my "documents" then asked : " when was this photo taken?" . I replied " last year". He then told me to go to the photo booth outside the immigration to take my photo. Out of curiosity of why he didn't approve my photo I asked " why? Is it because of the different hairstyle?". He then said that the photo can't be taken more than 6 months. I then went to the photo booth in the immigration vicinity to get my instant shot. Bummer. My hair was like a shaggy dog covering my eyes and I didn't have makeup on. I wasn't even wearing a collared top. My hair has always been stubborn. It never appears how I want it to. To make things worse I didn't even have a comb nor any pins in my bag. I tried sweeping my fringe to a side but it refuses to stay put. There wasn't a tap around hence I couldn't make it hold temporarily while the photo is taken. When the booth operator opened the door, I asked her whether I can borrow a hairpin. She handed me one and I pinned my hair to a side. I was telling my mum that I resembled a aborigine or a maid. I suppose the booth operator heard me. When it was my turn to have my photo taken I asked her whether my hair was ok. She replied " those 2 outside have worse haistyle". She then pushed the token in and my photo was taken. She then asked me to return the hair pin and pay prior to giving me the photos. There were a lot of people queuing up at the booth to have their photo taken. Almost 90% of the people that went to the immigration that day were told to have their photo retake at the photo booth that day. When I went back into the immigration building to get my number, I overheard 2 uncles in front if me say to each other that hey were made to retake their photos too. Very smart way of monopolizing.

Friday, July 27, 2012

Hyper Week Part2

I've done so many bizarre things in the past week. Things that I have never done as well as thing that I haven't done in a long time. Seen people that I haven't seen in a long time as well as meeting for the very first time. I have never met my American nephew and have only seen him through photographs. The Americans arrived 2 days before the Hong Kies. So we had to keep them entertained till then. Nothing unusual during that time just eat, shop and swimming. They had a whole lot more activities when the Hong Kies arrived. They went rock climbing,watched movie, karaoke (during birthday dinner), and bowling. All these activities were cramped back to back as there was time constraints and the Americans were on a short trip. I joined them for bowling. Have not bowled in such a long time. I ended up with a broken nail and a bruised palm as well as an aching arm. The next day I woke up with an aching body. Sigh.d Didn't know my palm was bruised. Thought that it was dirty when washing my hands. This is my second entry using the phone.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Hyper Week

The past week has been hell of a hyper week. To be exact a little over a week. Relatives from abroad came back and it was non stop activities. First was the arrival of the Americans. This is the first time I'm seeing them after over a decade. This also happens to be the first time I'm meeting the nephew. Gosh that makes me sound so old. Just to clarify, the age gap between me and my nieces and nephew is not that big. A couple of days later, the other family arrived. Things just got even more hyper then. The major event of the week was the "surprise birthday" celebration that my cousin's husband had for her. Not too sure if it was a surprise cause he told us to make reservation .And I was the one that made the reservation and we (sister included) did the celebration planning and execution i.e. cake tasting and sis bought the cake. Oh and the chocolate moist/ fudge (couldn't remember) was delectably heavenly. Man my language proficiency sure deteriorated. On the day of the celebration,we brought the girls (American nieces) shopping before the party. They were having such a dandy time until our phones kept ringing ( aunt and cousin chasing us to get back). We rushed back, got changed and proceeded to the restaurant. When we got to the restaurant, we were ushered to our room. It was then photo time. The birthday girl/lady wanted a family photo and there was a couch in the room ( yes the room is equipped with a couch, karaoke machine, astro and a private washroom). We were such a big clan and the couch was sitting at the corner if the room. So the waiter moved it slightly to the center so that the photo wouldn't appear lopsided. When the couch was moved from its comfort zone, it revealed the secret hiding place of la cockoroacha. Everyone (namely sister, cousin from America, me and several others) bolted. I merely moved further cause i wasn't that near. But sis and cousin from America bolted from the room. The waiter then packed the cockroach in tissue. Did i mention that it is big? Bleh... Really hate insects. Then it was dinner. Dinner was long. Really long. Throughout our feast, our "neighbours" kept belting their hearts out. Guess their mission for the night was karaoke instead of food. Since there was a karaoke, birthday girl/lady's husband decided to get entertaining. He went out and sang for his wife. Suppose he hasn't sang in a while but certainly salute his courage of dedicating the first song to his wife. Then they make us kids sing ( by kids i meant younger generation) sing. Well not all are good sports. Some sat still, some chickened out when the music came out, leaving me with elder American niece singing. Luckily she's sporting and has a good voice. Phew. Then everyone started getting high. Our neighbours thought we were challenging them and started singing louder. We took the challenge and sang back 😜. After several songs the oldest generation were starting to get tired and insisted we call it a night. Didn't take much photos with my phone. Was too busy snapping photos with the other cameras, eating & singing. Man,was rather embarrass with my singing. I have never sang in front of family members before. But I'm sure i am much better at singing than cousin's husband. That's for sure. Testing.....this is my first entry via phone.

Monday, July 02, 2012

Siri Says The Darnest Things

I asked Siri " Who is the fairest of them all?"

Siri replied:

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Problems? Meh

* Scenario when you tell others about your woes:

"Friend": Tell me about it. I'll help you spread it.