gong xi fa cai!

a day late but i've been busy helping mum bake cookies, catching up on sleep (), doing the usual ang pao collection rounds and busy getting drunk with over exuberant relatives.

very pregnant sister who has now reached roughly the size and weight of a small hippo escaped the usual rounds of whisky and brandy last night while all the aunties and cousins were ooh-ing and aah-ing about the size of her belly.

can't wait for my little rat nephew to arrive! i was really wishing for a girl though. u cant really dress up a boy...or introduce him to bettina lianos ('and that...is exactly why we can't have a girl!' said very pregnant sister when i told her this)

blog more later! right now, yee sang beckons!!!!!

+ Chris Brown - With You
i bet there's hearts all over the world tonight who feel what i feel when i'm with you...

there are two guys in my life right now

and their names are henry and ted.

and as much as i'd love love love the drama (GO AWAY TED), i dont need another one right now.

not even with the super cute crooked smile and the to-die-for dimple (yah yah we all know i'm a sucker for a guy with dimples), i think i could do without the added complications right now.

so thank you, but no thank you.
i'm VERY flattered and if this were another time and a different place things would've probably turned out so differently.



i'm in a super duper happy place right now!!!
perfect for the new year.
and i fulfilled my good deed requirement yesterday so extra karma points too!

+ Orson - No Tomorrow
just look at me, silly me, i'm as happy as can be, i got a girl who thinks i ROCK.

bah.

high school reunion is fast approaching and in my nostalgia for the good ol' boarding house days, i rediscovered an old friend.


i miss the string orchestra.
i miss the concerts, Mr McCullough and his gross sweat patches from waving the baton about too vigorously, the crazy guest conductors we'd have, the camps we'd attend just as an excuse to meet boys, the late practices...

four (or so) years ago, this girl came to practice with an electric violin she'd gotten as an 18th birthday present.
i was so jealous i immediately called daddy back home and told him i wanted one. 'ok,' he said, 'if u keep playing after year 12, i'll buy you one.'

i didnt.
but damn. getting a Ted Brewer would've been sweet.

retail therapy!

ok i wouldnt exactly call it therapy because i actually have nothing to be upset about at this point in time.

other than the general confusion over my relationship status. i mean, who knew there were so many types of statuses...stati? status'?

not friends, together, sorta together, he wants me back what do i do, its not gonna work out, i think it might work out (you see what i mean by confusion)...

i'm starting to digress.

so anyway we'll just call it shopping and not retail therapy. or mindless/unnecessary spending of money.

oh but first!

desmond chiam, you lie. i did not make a taxi cab crash. i grossed alvin out and he yelled and scared the taxi driver who NEARLY collided with a bus but didnt! so there was REALLY no crashing!

oh and my periods here. i'm fucking bloated and releasing gas from every end possible.



is everyone crinkling their noses in disgust now??

anyway bodily functions aside.
i'm so glad i got the day off work. like. really.
there isn't much to do now that my internship is winding down and on thursday i got so bored that i fucking broke out in hives.
HUGE patches of red welts. all over.
...
because i was bored.
i am so not joking.

today was hugely productive though!
got eyebrows done, managed to find (but not buy) my aviators, haircut, covered all the shops in bangsar and fit in a really nice lunch at Marmalade.

super tai tai lifestyle la




fucking cute Mooie price tags lah! like that how not to buy! the clothes are like practically PLEADING for you to bring them home

found quite a lot of good stuff actually BUT the tiring thing about shopping in Bangsar are all the stairs you HAVE. TO. CLIMB.

fuck i swear my butt got more toned today just from walking up the gazillion flights of stairs.

cant wait for my Coach wristlet to come back from the states!!!!!




three guesses as to who's bringing it back

*twiddles thumbs*

+ Bob Marley - No Woman, No Cry
everythings gonna be alright now, everythings gonna be alright...

watch me crank that soulja boy then super man that hoeeeee

at least...i THINK thats what he's singing.

i have no explanation for the last post ok, sometimes articulation is simply unnecessary

anyhoo.

hellooooooo yoda!






i dont know why yoda looks so scared here
when he was a puppy he used to love it when i played with him but now he wont even wag his tail when i pick him up



hopefully he'll get used to being around me again.
but yes, thats how i spent my day away from work.
trying to impress a year old dog enough so it'd wag its tail for me.

boy. ur social life really does disappear once u start going corporate.

+ Soulja Boy - Crank That
...youuuuuuuuu (wtf)