What's the best thing that could happen to a person after a week of being depressed? For me it was a hearty bowl of maggie mee cooked by none other than BK and along side with the love and support that she, anne and my other friends gave me. At that moment I really felt blessed that I have friends such as them to hold on to and lend me the strength to hope for the best. To everybody, eventhough Valentine's Day has passed, but for me every day is a day where you can share your appreciation and love towards your loved ones, I would like to say I love you guys and thanks for all the morale and emotional support you guys have given me. To BK, Anne and Irene, a gal can never have best buddies as YOU gals. I love u babes.




Picture this scenario....Woman wakes up everyday in her life knowing that she has the perfect body. Perfect in the sense that she possessed all the attributes of being a woman, the intellegence, the smarts, the looks, and the body too. But what happens when she wakes up to find she still has all the attributes except the bit about her body, to be precise she just had a masectomy on one of her breasts, which in turn made her look should I say, imbalance on one side. Some ppl would think that its just fat, its not as bad as long your brains or going vegetable. That I believe is the wrong perception.

Imagine yourself hearing to your loved one saying to the doctor, " Do you know how I feel like if I were to wake up to this (indicating photos of breast that had undergone masectomies) every morning? " With his wife being in close proximity, close enough to actually heard that and dashed out crying. This was what I witnessed yesterday. The implications hit me hard.

A masectomy doesn't only affect yourself, it affects others too. I for one have been thinking alot about it. Some might say I have nothing to worry as I'm still young and by right I shouldn't worry about this. All I can say is I might not have to worry so much till the results are out, but still it's cause enough to worry. It's better to prepare oneself for the worst.

All this while I've never fully appreciated what was endowed to me, and now I'm learning it through the hard way. It might be too late, it might be a false alarm, lets hope that its the later peeps. Whatever it is I've learnt through time that the only way I can beat this is by being strong. And that means by being strong now, and hope for the best, and also be positive about it. Funny I don't sound like myself, do I?




Wednesday night...hmm CSI Nite for nerds such as yours truly here. Anyway unlike other normal CSI nites, I watched it with the gals, which was way better than watching it all alone. Just as we all thought it was gonna be a quiet night, lo and behold, we stumbled upon ducky pajama dude after having dinner. A guy around his middle 20-ies was spotting a ducky pjs. hmmmmm,,,,,very intriguing till I couldn't wait for him to go off on his floor, where upon his leaving, everybody laughed like mad. Yes, yes I know Thou shalt not laughed upon others misfortunes. Yes it was a misfortune.

Hmm....it seems I've been a bit too occupied with my own wandering mind to actually blog anything important. Lemme wander on for awhile. Some things are better left not blogged I think, such as my never ending fascination with porn. oopppsss.




Himbos = the male version of bimbos. Well it seems we are surrounded by them nowadays right? What with Manhunt showing on the boob tube. Heck, I enjoy oggling at guys with great looks and bods. But it makes you think about their intellengence or rather lack of it.

Different ppl different tastes mah....ohok ohok...a recap from a dweeb who use to say this alot. Peeps you know who I am talking about here. The dweeb here is an example of the kinda man that doesn't really attracts alot of ppl. Everything he does is just as Albert says it WRONG! His social skills resembles a bird trying to do a mating ritual dance with a broken wing or leg. Not getting anywhere you know. The fault lies in the fact that while for most ppl looks are important, but for ppl I know looks does play a part but if you suck as a person, then its the end of the road for you.

So in conclusion, I believe ppl should try to make it up for whatever they lack and also I'm running out of words to say anything since I'm flushed. *grins




Before I go into the whole recherche about Valentine's Day, permit me to quote this.

" Do you know what nemesis means? (pause)
A righteous infliction of retribution manifested by an appropriate agent,personified in this case by a horrible cunt,...Me! " Quoted of Brick Top from....any guesses what movie? 10 points to those who knows. ;-)

So what does all this have anything to do with Valentine's Day? Nothing actually. I just felt like posting that quote. That's all.

Ok now, on to business over this whole V's day watchamacallit. In the Oxford dictionary recherche is define as unusual or little known and therefore not easily understood. So what is it that we really understand over this whole V's day concept? That we shower gifts and spent extragavantly on that day itself? Too many legends and stories concerning the origins of V's day have circulated for ages.

One of the most popular theory is that three hundred years after the death of Jesus Christ, the Roman emperors still demanded that everyone to believe in the Roman gods. Valentine, a Christian priest, had been thrown in prison for his teachings. On February 14, Valentine was beheaded, not only because he was a Christian, but also because he had performed a miracle. He supposedly cured the jailer's daughter of her blindness.( Before I further incriminate myself in front of those who knows me, I am still my old blasphemous self, and therefore I do not believe in miraculous healing ) The night before he was executed, he wrote the jailer's daughter a farewell letter, signing it "From Your Valentine." Another legend tells us that this same Valentine, well-loved by all, received notes to his jail cell from children and friends who missed him.

There are so many theories concerning the origins of V's Day from the Catholic church's point of view to the ludicrous thoughts of ppl throughout time. One fine example is that people of the olden times believed that birds picked their mates on February 14.

Whatever legends or theories that were spurned from this, we have come to the conclusion of that V's day is now a day for sweethearts. It is a day that you show your friend or loved one that you care. And that brings me back to my original idea of slandering this whole thing ( C'mon you can't possibly have thought that it was relatively possible that I'm not gonna take a jab at V's day, can you? )

Why does it have to fall on a particular day? Aren't we supposed to love and care for our loved ones whenever we can? Other than helping to spur on the commercialism which surrounds V's day, it causes problems too, especially when its not celebrated according to one's expectations.

*the look of enlightment bestowing on yours truly. I now know the relation between that quote earlier on with what I've commented on V's day. I'm the nemesis for Valentine's Day. HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Whatever it is I'm still wishing everybody HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! :)




I'm still trying to use that bloody hello thingy from picasa to upload my pics from CNY. It's not bloody working. I'm pissed. hhhrrrmmmmmppphhhh!!!!




Men....where should I start about them? They strike you as harmless creatures, projecting neanderthal-like traits such as belching, extreme flatulence, spitting amongst other brutish traits, during this, shall we call phase, the only highly sophisticated element about them is their ability to use their right hand (for lefties its their left hands) to seamlessly stroke that joystick of theirs which is, lo and behold, located just within their hand's reach too, the crotch.

And then all of a sudden they surprise you by going thru this fast evolving change where all of a sudden they become mega BITCHES. They become the insensitive prick they are (pardon the pun), they think the whole world revolves around them and their well being, and to top it off when you're actually being every bit as lackadaisical as they are towards your feeling and well being, they actually kick a fuss. I shit you not ppl, the bitches actually kicks up a fuss. All this while they held the trump card where they knew they could emotionally rattled you on lil things, just to have it ripped apart when we actually play their game. Its like a whole power trip thingy, where they like the idea that they have the power to actually inflict pain and angst in you, to have the whole power trip thingy against them just scares the living daylights out of them.

While we are on the topic of men...what about men in reality shows like Outback Jack, where the guy is absolutely a dream to most gals, and the gals in the show just needed to scream "Jack!help!" and here he comes to the rescue. He commented in 1 particular episode that he'll wait on all of them. Are you like gay,dude? Was what I initially thought till I realized that I was actually stereotyping him into the whole legions of male dominating this world. and that made me realized that I was being unfair. So the earlier paragraph is actually nuthing important, just my ramblings.

Oh Oh, before I forget I saw this on the Discovery Travel and Living channel, 2 dudes in a cookshow. So in one episode one of the dudes, lets call him Dude A, dude A was cooking this mussels soup thingy. He just gotten the mussels fresh from the sea, so the mussels are alive you see. So he soaked them in water to get it ready for cooking kay, (remember this mussels are meant for cooking) when all of a sudden he commented " Don't drown the lil buggers with water, you might just kill the poor lil buggers ". Ok what is wrong with this comment? Is it me or is it the fact that the mussels are going to die either way coz you're cooking it, dude A, that bothers me? Or the fact that he actually strikes me as a very animal loving person whom doesn't know when's the right time to be compassionate?




A funny title eh? Sorta explain how I felt when a certain person commented I was special. But seriously no, I guess that's not what he meant.

Anyway I reached TI around 4 pm and I met up with Sharine and Ju right after that. Went over to Lai Peng's. Talk .... yak yak....gotten pissed with Ju's apparent dumbness, which makes me feel even more stupid seeing that I knew he was already a dumbass and I could still get pissed about it. Ju! can't you see she's playing you. The fact that she could still keep important matters such as you pending is prove enough. Dude, do you know the term KIV? Kept in view man. You're just an easy target for her to fall back. Heck, I know what you're going thru'...I'm in it, I think like you,in the sense of by being the most understanding, loving, caring and forgiving person. I thought by sacrificing everything, not caring about how I feel, my principles and the whole shing-ding would actually make the person see me for the way I am. To accept me for whatever creed or religion I am. To actually try to fight for me and to love and care for me like the way it should be.

This is a crappy Chinese New Year for me. I don't think I'm actually able to cope with everything already. To listen to the person talking about going after the girl and being supportive about it, I never thought I could actually handle it, never thought I was actually DUMB enough to not care for my feelings at all, but the thing is that I'm still keeping mum over it. I feel shitty enough already.




What do you do when a moronic idiot calls you 4 o'clock in the morning? Shout at him, is my advice to everybody. But the problem being that, if you are wide awake enough to do that. I was still groggy after the effects of that funky Chinese liquor thingy. Oh well. It didn't help either when the perpetrator abruptly says Bye and hangs up on you either. So the best thing to do is to just wait for the perp to get back from the yokel town he's from and torture him till the point of him begging for death itself. It didn't help matters too when you can't refrain yourself from thinking, the times he uttered someone else's name. Not once mind you, but twice. Life is like Uranus, its smelly and shitty..rip that off Elliot. Oh dear, I am being human here. *goes berzerk coz I can't comprehend all this weird ass feelings.

At the office now, going back to TI in awhile for Chinese New Year. Not that its such a big thing or something for me, but heck as long as moi beloved friends are there, besides the allure of gambling and imbibing copious amounts of booze, I will be there. Will post pics IF I remember to get some that is.

The MAS fair is just in a few weeks time....hmmm...so ppl...lets book some tickets and go for a holiday. Heck, we have to do this ppl. BEACHY HOLIDAY!!!!




"I'm sorry for all that I've done. I honestly didn't mean it when I did that to you. No, I don't think of you as all the things you've just lectured me on. I'll try to make it up to you."

It just takes 4 simple phrases to actually make a person feel better after they've been wronged. But have anybody noticed that its these exact phrases that ppl find so hard to actually utter and meant it too? Have mankind taken such a blow that humans are (dare I say) less humane, about the repercussions that sprung out from their actions, and if so, have humans too lost all sense of conscience to actually seek out ways and improvements to make it better? Are we actually that civillized when we seek out to hurt others? Have mankind come so far with modernisation, religions, technology and other schumck, to have it slam to the face when we humans are actually conceited creatures in order to prove that we, humans are actually highly evolved beings? How does one define being highly evolved? Are we actually any different from the ppl of the past without our trappings of life? Or worse still maybe we have not yet attained the kind of compassion that they might have. To have come this far,mankind, its disheartening to observe that we humans still lack compassion, in fact we're losing whatever conscience we have. It's imminent, civillization as it is, will be lost, as long as humans are still the immature child they are.