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, 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."
Sunday, August 11, 2013
I finally allowed myself to release all emotions I had contained these few weeks.
I curled up in a corner of the bar and come face-to-face with the build up of emotions I have cowardly avoided and allowed all the stress, the disappointment, the sadness, the hopefulness to just flow from my tear ducts and like a relieve, my tears brought all pain away from me.
However, the more I indulged in sadness and emotions, a part of me knows that I have lost the game because I care. And I care too much.
Perhaps caring puts a lot of pressure on you which is why you chose to lie and not disappoint. But I rather know truth than to ever find out a lie.
As much as I can lie to myself, the image of someone replaying your movement and your words replayed in my head.
The hurt you never know you'll bring. The hurt I didn't see it so deep.
It's the right choice to lie, if you know that I'll be so hurt. My thoughts are always covering up for you, thinking that you are good. I am convinced that you don't want to cause hurt to me and therefore lied. I feel your care. Is this true? Or are you just trying to be someone I would never see you as - a player.
Confronting you was hard. Ignoring you is even worse. How many times did I have to clear all the messages I've typed, ready to be sent to you? How many times did I look at my mobile today to see if you've replied? How many times do I have to distract myself from disappointment and give crap beliefs that you did it for my own good?
I think you didn't reply because you don't want me to fall deeper for you. But is this true or it's just another lie? I'm always desperate for answers. I cannot learn to live without explanations. I need to see your thoughts.
But it seems like you don't care....
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Sway To The Top
To you haters out there, hope you're happy that I fell down just 10 minutes ago. Time now: 11.46pm.
Just when I needed air con to cool my pulsating pains, my air con spoiled. Lucky the night is cool and my ceiling fan is good enough.
Bandage myself and I can still feel pulses of pain pumping at my injured site.
Fuck my life.
I'll be going out onto first date in a million years.
Vivocity to watch Red 2 with this guy friend of mine.
Am so excited that I can't sleep after waking up at 4 in the morning.
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Got into a fight yesterday with a bunch of stupid young Ah Bengs at the bar. Yes. I am actually ashamed by how men are nowadays. Against a girl? And it's not like it's just A guy. It's a bunch.
Got me real angry whenever I recall this.
Strengths used in bad examples. I got to reflect on my actions.
Read 9GAG and saw this quote: Listened HALF, understand quarter, think ZERO and react DOUBLE.
Am reflecting on my reckless actions.
But I ought to reflect. I shouldn't be showing anger. Especially if the incident is over. Let it pass, let it pass, let it pass... Hold back no regrets, hold back no more anger. It is over, let it pass....
Damn, I feel more and more like a proper lady. A grown up.
Oh! And I cut my fringe at the bar counter one day just to have some bangs. Lol.
Nice new hair and I captured this photo of myself in the dark and sent it to someone special as an emoji for a "good night kiss".
I learnt a lot of sweet gestures from Mr B, himself. He used to send me pictures of himself, wherever he is and whatever he is doing. Now it's my turn to spread the action on.
*Suddenly, I have a cape and my arms extended out to become superwoman* I feel like I am upholding some pledge or important mission in the world when I said the above paragraph.
Friday, August 2, 2013
Since I'm Became Single, Not A Single Sweet Message
As you guys already know, I have been single for quite some time.
Other than a particular incident when an American proposed to me in the bar, there's absolutely no events of romance for me. In fact, I was the one chasing after the male species. And, or even females.
Though not a fan of sweet talks, I really hand it to this message which I received earlier in the day but too lazy to flip around to grab my phone and answer the text. I'm a silent sleeper and hate to toss and turn. I'll just lie in my corner and stay stationary.
I could watch you for a lifetime
I received this by a special guy friend. He is nice. Very down-to-earth and listens to advices given to him. I hate it when people (like myself - sometimes) have high ego and pride. They always think that they are right and when in face with critical or others' perceptives, they just go, "oh... You don't know shit".
I was with him last night and he was super drunk. He knows me inside out and exclaimed, "I know you don't want to talk to me when I'm drunk.".
I smiled at him and sat down quietly. But I forgot what happened and I got upset with him and danced with others to spite him. By the way, everyone in pub knows I'm very spiteful. Childish, right? Lol. But I can't help it when I can get kicks out of it. It feels better than having a tub of Ben & Jerry's ice cream without constant nagging from your mom, warning you about your weight and the lecture from your siblings about the amount of sugar that per spoonful have. (-.-") Not that it bothers me. It feels like you're in a lecture hall and while listening without it registering in your brain, you just give an intellectual look and nod every five minutes.
I am distracting myself from thinking about the message. It melted my heart. But should I advance? What if it's just a casual message?
Bah! I am not bothered by it anymore. Kind of been single too long to remember heartache. Not keen on getting another one until I meet someone who is ready to ask for my hand in marriage.
I'm late for work. I should be there by now. It's 7.09PM and I'm signing off!
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you're oughta stay