Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Me. Magical. Min. Maniac. Monster. Monetary.
"Never let anything known for anyone to stab you in."
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Saturday, February 15, 2014
I received my first bouquet of 100 roses yesterday. I was so happy and got out of my mind and gave a few away.
Boss scolded me and said it was rude. I went silent.
Then I was reminded that I didn't give anything in return. So the three of us racked our brains to come up with ideas to give him something.
Had thought of everything in the world to try and give him something he deserves and need. I am too very practical and don't like to waste money. Neither does he likes presents that are a waste of space.
So we drove all the way to ikea at Tampines and got him a little plant. Re-potted it in a wine glass and presented to him after my work. This gift consist of our efforts, teamwork, brainstorming and my beauty sleep. Hahaha.
For something less than 10 bucks, this was something well spent.
Thursday, January 9, 2014
To me, with love
Received a special letter today. Guess I'm not that dead anymore. It's the sweetest thing ever. I guess sweet things just overrides previous experiences.
I collapse every time I reach home. And I lost the flare of keeping this blog. :P
My First Complain
My first time complaining about things. And surprisingly, even though my voice is trembling and not firm at all, I managed to get a 1-for-1 exchange.
Then I realized, it wasn't my complaining skills. It's their good customer service. (-.-") oh well. That's HP electronics for you.
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Berkeley Hotel, Bangkok, Thailand
<24.10.2013 - 28.10.2013>
A random table we ate at had 2 coasters on the table. Reminded of me of an ex best friend.
My mom's favorite tea cup sets.
My bi-yearly dentist visits. I have my first tooth decay in Thailand! What the feathers!! It hurts damn bad when he drilled into my teeth and hits the nerves.
My sister's boyfriend's dog breed. I call it "Polar" (after how he named his dog) because I don't know what is the breed.
Bartender Simon's favorite kind of dog.
A little baby bird's nesting in the nest when dining at the airport.
Sunday, October 20, 2013
It Starts With A....
I saw this on someone's Facebook. A simple question. It starts with a....
For me, it may start with idolization. Or just another fan.
Or start with the invention of Facebook! We started out on Facebook messaging.
Or did it start with my fall? A fall that made him got me bandages?
Or did it start with just a kind act. Someone offered to help me run some errands.
Did it start with impulse? An impulse to know the real person behind this personality?
What did it start with? Damn it. Am simply guessing all the answers but none are coming back with an approve. Damn it.
What did it begin with? Begin with an end in mind? Think that's the smartest thing I can ever come up with. And it sounds corny. Damn.
The answer: I got it right. Bandages.
I'm a psychic!
Thursday, October 17, 2013
My Gold Anklet Is Missing
Some fucker broke into my room and took my gold anklet. And I know it's you. That cunning bitch. So return it already! You know how careful I am especially when it comes to jewelleries that I kept together.
You can't miss it. I had them all in a bag. And only the butterflies anklet is missing? You know how much gold costs.
I adore them so return them to me! How could anyone be such a prick? It irks me to know that you can still talk to me like nothing happened.
Give it back to me.
I thought government is efficient. How come no one brings me in when I know so much? Why no one helps when my room is constantly being broke into, things stolen? How come they didn't know that people can re enact the exact situation using a person's brainwave? I believe the whole world is being recorded in real time video. So where's my help?! Why didn't people ask how I know so much? Especially when I can't be bothered?!?! My house is accessible via passcode. Who else knows my room's pin except for me? No one has it. Not even my parents. And they could easily tell me and threaten me like that.
What? NSA, how come you're not doing anything about the technology that could read a person's thoughts.
Sounds unbelievable. But how many times had I complained? And now my precious treasured gold anklet is gone! The last straw over and over again! Driving me to my grave?! Soon! Don't wait for a life to be gone, AGAIN, because of this cursed technology. Do something about it! Irresponsible law enforcers. Think about it. Who have the access to this?! The world didn't know about it? Come on. It can't be.
And damn. It got to be a Singaporean. My room is in Singapore. Fuck it with the careful speech and politically correct answers. I'm so close to jumping down already! Do something about it! And Singapore is suppose to be constantly checking out on messages and conversations exchange. So what is or that you guys don't know?
I reported so many reports. None came back with a result. And? What's with the securities and safety of Singapore?! Fuck me!
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
An Update After So Long
Was out of job since 01.10.2013. I have myself a period of one month before I land myself in another job.
Surprisingly, I got one job on the 04.10.2013. Started work on the 05.10.2013.
Office hours, from 0900 hrs till 1800 hrs. And everyday, I'll knock out cold upon reaching home. Guess I'm blessed in a way that I have someone sending me home everyday.
Hadn't been running in a while. I have just shed 5kg and I'm planning on losing more. But work life drains all energy out of me daily. Plus, my running buddy is down with flu. Damn. No motivation at all.
Maybe he is sabotaging my diet to lose more weight than me. Hahaha. But we all know that it's not possible for someone to treat me so mean.
Thanks to a friend's friend, I have watched all available seasons of The Mentalist. And Dexter is on it's way!!! To that friend's friend, I really want to treat you to dinner because you're indirectly helping to kill all free time I have on hand.
I'll be going for a honeymoon (an insider's joke - I am single but not available) soon. Can't wait for it! Short trip to Thailand, Bangkok.
And that's all I'm up to these days. Constant exchanging of messages in my free time and working my ass off as a telemarketer. Haha.
You can't be serious. I am not a telemarketer. Please don't believe any crap I say. I am in a weird mood these days. I must be going crazy because all I say is crap and nonsensical lies. Then stare at anyone who believes me.
This was drawn during dinner yesterday. One person too a stroke each to see what picture we will end up with.
Not bad right? I guess our creativity adds up to a sky high level of NORMALITY.
Sigh. Where's all the creativity in young people like me?
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
All So Depressive
I just read up about Amanda Todd after seeing some posts about her on 9gag.
Cyber bullying, gang-up bullying, school bullying.
I had my fair share of these before. But none as bad as how the PERVERT that pushed her to the end.
Befriending her every time she moved to a new city and then spreading videos or pictures about her.. What a scumbag!
I have a past that I am ashamed of too. Even when it comes to nudities. Many girls suffered in the dark as blackmailers threaten to spread nudities about them. They became slaves to all requests.
Don't be afraid to stand up. It's much easier here in Singapore as bullied kids are taught to avoid becoming bullies themselves as they've been through them and knows how painful it is.
Know the strength of per individual. In public schools, people jeered at a single victim in gangs. If one person were to speak up, you'll be surprised at the amount of people who felt like you.
Dare to make a difference! By actually reacting to bullies, you are actually affected by them - and that's what fuels them to hurt more people. The kick that they get from people's sufferings are sick and perverted!
Bullying is when people jeer at you. Not criticism. Criticism is when people point certain points for one to improve on. Not when it is personal attacks.
When bullied, never show people that you're affected or hint to them that it's your weakness.
Stand back up and look for support! So what if you cannot find friends who supports you in school? In the school, there's more than 10,000 students. None felt like you? What bullshit. They're all cowards who dared not go against the flow and do what is right.
Having an being a friend of a bullies child makes it easier to face life. It's like you have someone who agrees with you and chats all your insecurities to. You might save another life. Real friends do not judge. They accept who you are and have your back in times of troubles.
If you can't find friends in school, online is fine too! I saw a post about how this lonely man skyped with all his "brothers" and watch soccer together, despite the time zones' differences. Why can't you do that. But it takes higher level of street wise and sense to do that safely.
People chat and share things online. Not demands people to do this or do that. If you face people like this, run!
In life, don't think that having a friend is your honor. It's their honor to have you! This mindset is to protect yourself from being too giving and falling into unnecessary traps set up by perverts to feed on your insecurities. Without them, you won't die.
Once you are sure you have a friend, remember, it's YOUR honor to find true friends too. Don't take them for granted. But still, do not do things that you are not comfortable with, like moving halfway across globe just to see them.
Self-safety is the most important thing.
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Write-Ups On The Movie Premiere
My press conference write-ups:
Thursday, September 5, 2013
After I won my crown, I wanted to venture into the media to share and bring a lot of life lessons to people.
I want to be the one who sets a great example, doing things right and showing the world the hard work behind the scenes.
And when I was given a chance to be starred in a movie, I jumped at the chance immediately.
Might not be experienced, but I put in my best, rejecting the shots that are under satisfaction and only aim for the best.
Stamina is a must in the movies' world. And I struggled through, being well-known for sleeping at every chance I have.
Everyone was professional. We might laugh and eat while joking together, but when it comes to brainstorming and assisting others to translate the English script to a mandarin one, we all got serious, perspiring in the heat, writing out every character and practiced for hours before the shootings.
And the final result is here.
I do really hope that you guys can comment on it and help share it among your friends.
We need your support to make it a success.
So guys, go ahead and watch the trailer. We work hard for this day to arrive. The anticipation and the patience. Do support my movie!!!!
Saturday, August 31, 2013
I started to scribble my love for this team of people who pulled through and made things work out.
After my bad example, the waitresses followed suit. Don't look down on this team here. The male manager can speak English, Mandarin, Teochew, Hokkien, Hakka, Vietnamese, Pinoy, Thai and Malay. The female manager can speak Spanish, Phillipines (there's a word for their language but I forgot what), English. The chef here can speak Hokkien, Teochew, English, Mandarin and Malay. The waitresses here can speak English, Malay, Korean, Japanese, Spanish and Myanmar. I can speak English, Mandarin, basic Malay, Thai, Hokkien, Cantonese and a bit of Pinoy.
So all of us started to doodle in different languages. Everyone held back their years and drank till our full.
It reminds me of loansharks' vandalism. But ours are misses and loves.
I looked at them and say that they'll be missed.
And all of us agreed on that, we shall not close. We shall pull through another month together.
Being all softies at heart, week after week, we promised that it shall be the end. But week after week, we ate our words and agreed to continue. No one wants to say good bye. Not to this place we call, "home".
I guess this shows others out there that there's people like us. We are all lowly educated. Big bosses give no chance. At the first sign of losing, they pull out to prevent losses. But we are the ones whom I'll classify as "over-optimistic".
There will be a day when I show the world that one need not be ruthless and heartless to climb to the top. Streetwise is a must. Reality check is a must. But faith and hope keeps life worthwhile.
We MAY fall to the pits but we dared say, "we've tried. Plus, I finally know what does 'true friends' mean! Hell, ya! It was worthwhile!".
As much as people need to work because and for money, we are the ones who love our work tremendously. All became multi-tasker. Money, should be the primary thing in people's mind. We're all broke now, having to take turns to buy cigarettes and sharing among us.
A friend in need is a friend indeed.
I love you all.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
My Secret To Beautiful Skin
Since I am at work early and have nothin to do, I shall blog.
All the waitresses here have tried this beauty cream from Malaysia. There is only one shop in Kuala Lumpur selling this.
Indonesia have the fake ones at a dollar per bottle. It's not genuine even though my dad bought it and I only used it on my body.
The one from Malaysia is the authentic one.
Everyone agrees with me that it is the best skin softener around. I used it on both face and body.
And whenever I have superglue on my fingers, I'll apply it to soften the hardened glue and it'll come right off.
I have been using this for ages. And it's water based so it gets absorbed into skin perfectly.
I go to work without make up and always am proud to get people to feel my skin. Soft and supple.
I'm not doing an advertisement but I believe that good things are to be shared. Someone has been pressing me to blog this because she wants the world to know about this amazing product.
It reduces pimples, clears out black heads and minimizes pores.
I bought a box (of three tubes) for only RM 75. It's the original price. Only have to pay additional for shipping.
After using the fake one from Indonesia, I was sold to his product and went to search for it online.
There is only about 3 suppliers for this product. Of two, they are abandoned websites so do not pay in advance via PayPal. I had to wait ages until my patience ran thin and complained to PayPal.
It can be doubled off as a mask or make up base. I use it above make up as well.
It provides a smooth touch immediately after the first use. It may not whiten your skin but it does wonders.
For whitening, I use this. It's from Thailand and many people complained of it having high AHA.
But I work only when sunsets so I am free from the dangers of having skin cancer. And it's super good. I'm as fair as a sheet of white paper.
These two are my must have in beauty regime.
In late nights when I'm too tired to do a mask, I just apply a thick layer of Dempo Snow and allow it to dry. Next morning, you'll see nothing but flawless skin.
Now that my secret is out, hope you girls out there gets whiter and smoother, softer and supple skin like mine.
P/S: Would love to rave more but I got to work now.
Friday, August 23, 2013
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Tell Tales Of A Woman's Choice
Been messaging strangers on Facebook due to boredom at work. And I came up with the "Tell Tales Of A Woman's Choice" (of people to continue contacting).
First example -
Wait, why would you say you're nothing to me.
Second example -
Hahah. Yes, I stay in the west side of Singapore. I haven't been to the east side too, so don't mention it. I couldn't even mention a single shopping center/mall in the east side. My dictionary of places stops at orchard.
Third example -
Hahahaha. You bet I am. When a charmer meets another charmer, you know that they'll not fall for one another. We'll be busy making each other jealous with our stories of people falling for us! You should know that.
Note the obvious?
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Updates On My Life
Seriously, this entire month is full of good and bad luck.
Firstly, I fell down on my way home after running to the 7-11 near my place to run an errand for my elder sister. Came home in this condition, except that blood was trickling down my leg in a single stream.
This, obviously, is after I wash off all the specks of sand and clean my wound.
When I fell, I diverted my attention away from the pain by running back to the 7-11, with cigarettes between my fingers and got a new plastic bag. And I rushed home. This is a good trick if you don't want to feel pain. Divert all attention onto responsibility and I changed my mindset into thinking that I have to get this errand done!
The good luck part was that a Facebook friend that I seldom chat with, offered to bring bandages and gauze for me. I thought he had some at home and since he already have them, I might as well accept the kind offer.
I turned up to work (he dropped it off at Tara) and received it with Watson's and Guardian's carrier. So cute of him.
Then I texted him telling him that he shouldn't have went to the expense. There's no need to buy. But I am grateful for such little deeds. This is being "protected" by a bandage with love.
Another day, a man in his 40s-50s was selling little dolls and key chains (the kind you see walking from doors to doors selling items which are normally for charity). But his was not charity. It is a business approved by the government.
When I heard his story (his dad jut passed away), I borrowed money from customers to buy 2 cute dolls for $30. Both for my sisters and I'm sure they'll love it because I adore it like hell but I cannot afford another $15. I returned the money to the customer when I had some free time to retrieve my wallet in the locker. I didn't want to walk around too much as my wound was hurting.
The same night, the bartender from another pub came with his friends and one of them was not really happy. In fact, he looked sad.
So, like why I have done for millions of people, I made a lucky charm heart. Singapore's dollar coin is a lucky charm due to it's Eight-sided interior to bless all Singaporeans as we had spoiled the Feng Shui when developing Singapore.
The dollar coin, is money. Money is being used by all people, regardless of religion. Therefore, the smart Feng Shui master and ex-MM Lee placed the blessing on that coin.
I have a whole coin box with dollar coins. :D Very kiasu. My mom taught us this.
Back to the topic about the sad guy, I folded it using 2 dollars note (as it is the perfect fit) and thought I didn't have a dollar coin. Went around asking for a dollar coin and found one in my wallet. So I gave him a perfect one.
Then I found a dollar coin on the floor when cleaning up! How lucky!!!
The last one, it was my manager's daughter's birthday. My manager was really busy and stressed that she didnt have the time to get anything for her daughter. So I ran out of he bar when it was rather busy (so I have to make my trip to the cake shop really fast) and I sneaked out for a while. Was running when I tripped on my pants and fell in front of the entire boat quay. Like soccer when they do a uni-chorus, "GOAL", mine went, "GASP". Fucking embarrassing. Especially when I slid down the road and the impact was too hard on my lower body that when my hands were on the ground, my legs were still sliding towards my shoulders.
Ended up looking like a toad. (._.")
But that day I was happy. A cake less than a dollar and a fall could make her daughter happy, it's more than worth it.
After work, the bartender whom I casually called, "husband", and I baked a chocolate cake and whip up meal for the birthday girl.
I was too immobilized that I couldn't not stand up to take pictures of her birthday party.
Then I went home and guess why I found?
A toad waiting for me to come home!!!!!
I was describing the fall to my Facebook and I said that I look like a frog in my ending position. And I really saw a toad on my way home. Coincidence?
It just squat there as I stroke it and wanted to bring it home. But I walked away because I'm afraid of carrying it. I stroked it and my left hand didn't touch the lift buttons or house door until I washed it.
And I saw my neighbor, a lot younger than me, who grew up to be dashing. I have been staying in the estate for more than 10 years, so imagine how time flies.
I excitedly show him the photos of the frog but he was so not interested. (._.")
I guess I'm the only one hyper in the world. Little things can get me all fired up and excited. I feel like a mountain turtle.
At the Jurong East Interchange, where I usually take the bus to work, the canteen Uncle waited for me to fumble for coins to pay for the drinks.
I didn't take long but the uncle was like, "Girl, have a not? Don't have never mind. Uncle treat you."
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you're oughta stay