Potion to lies

An everlasting trust may not be as everlasting as you thought to be.

Lies had been enveloping my life. I seriously pondered deeply to myself if human had sense of guilt when they lie. They can just lie through their teeth as easy as ABC without blinking the eyes for the least. They can easily come up with excuses that you hardly believe their tales. People can just reprioritize their needs, desires as they wish. They tend to miss out little bits and pieces as they move on. Desires is a horrid sin that results people in making mistakes. Desires can blind a person in a second. There were millions and billions of people who had forsaken their goals, families, friends and their love ones for what they want. It's not a sin, but a mistake that one had fail to seen everything through. Till then, you found what you need, you had already forsaken every little bits. It's just too late to turn back.

Everyone makes mistakes. Most importantly, you got to get everything on the right track. Unfortunately, there are/were people who tend to shift blame on the others when the mistakes went out of control. They just got the cheeks to put the blame and add on tons of weight on the other's shoulder instead of stacking their pillow high up and smack their head right into it for some deep reflection.

The ugly truth, but the truthful truth.

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I had reading problems. Nah, I'm not stammering. It's probably some eyesight problem. I can't read words off the whiteboard anymore. Anyway, I just make myself a pair of spectacles. GSS makes my life merry. I got my frame at $9.90. It cost $160 originally and I got it at $9.90. It's a mad awesome deal that warms my heart gently. It's a great comfort for a church mouse. The next awesome deal is that I make crizal lens for myself. It's only $140 at the end of the day. It's mad cheap right?

IMMA SO HAPPY

- SHALALA -

The optician who did a check on my eyes probe a weird question upon my payment. I guess, I hurt his poor pride indirectly. Just to let you know...

He seemed to be in late twenties.

He exclaimed, "You are my age!"

I stared at him in daze and bewilderment thinking that this man is not making any sense out of his question. So I tell him...

Really, how can it be?

And he said...

Guess my age then?

I replied...

You seemed to be in thirties.

His face turned dull immediately. I guess I shattered his fragile little heart. He thought I'm just some JC students buying specs for school reopening. Wth? No wonder the staff kept recommending my specs for school use. Eh hey, it's for personal use.

Okok, Mr Op, I'm really sorry about it. Pat pat.

Ok, I got nothing much to blog about. I'm still waiting for everything to tone down.

Till then, good night.

Good luck.

Cheers,

Pzyy

Scrumptious with love

11th June 2011

Engage and create what's within your capability.

My room was awashed in the sunlight as I made preparation before meeting Cassan. We were heading to Prive Cafe located at Keppel Bay for breakfast. The weather was so warm that I hardly felt a tingle of gentle breeze swishing in the air. We took Bus 963 to Harbourfront. It's rather accessible if you wanna walk in but I'm sure the distance ain't any light brisk walking. I personally prefer cabbing in. I'm the meter jumped by 20c only.

Here we were, PRIVE.

Aroma of scrumptious breakfast incaded the entire restaurant. Sweet smelling scent of pancakes drifted under my nose. I waited patiently after placing our order. Tard was supposed to join us as it rained in the morning and it spoiled her plan of climbing Bukit Timah Hill.

People always assumed that I'm always the one coming out with mischievous plan. Not really the exact way. This time round, it's Cassan. She proposed a very nasty plan to agitate Tard's brain cell. Apparently, we main to kill her cells deadly. Cassan suggested to take potrait photos showing our arrival at PRIVE. She fished out her handphone and we took a few shots. The very next moment, we were seated down quietly engrossed with Whatsapp, sending of pictures. Being the executor, I sent Tard a potrait photo of us. Tard knew we did it on purpose. Yeah, we were.

It's not my plan, I swear.

This is my Big Breakfast. I always love bacons and egg especially in the morning. Big breakfast usually gave me a more variety of choices. I have toasted bread, bake beans, sausage, shrooms and salad. Yums.

Cassan ordered her Egg Omelette with fresh salmon. Nah, I never like salmon. I never like to eat raw food. You can say I'm a poor gourmet who doesn't know how to appreciate good food. I might be a poor gourmet, but I'm actually very picky about food. I have strong taste bud and strong sense of tasting. I always surprised bf by telling him what "additional" ingredient had been added to the dish that make the dish delicious or unique. 99% of the time, I'm right. I'm not that useless either, yeah.

*Evil grins*

Upon food being served, mischievous thought triggered the alarm. It's my turn to fished my lovely bb and took shots of our brunch. I sent it to Tard without hesitation. She began ranting about how intentional we were sending her pictures of food when we knew that she got retained home by her mum.

Beautiful scenery, it's definitely more beautiful during night time. Bf brought me to PRIVE fine dining during my last birthday. The scenery was really amazing at night, you gonna love the sight of the brightly lit bridge at Keppel Bay. The place is awesome except for it's non-strategic location.

We went to Daiso and bought some necessaties for the picnic. It's mad crowded. Daiso seemed to be getting popular. I still prefer Bukit Panjang outlet, big and spacious, neat and tidy. I got disposable lunch boxes and a gigantic mat for everyone. Daiso cheated my feeling. It was stated clearly that the pack consist of 2 mats, it turned out to be one only. It's heart breaking.

We had ice-cream at Yigloo.

Cassan should have told me honestly that she wanted some ice kachang. We were supposed to decorate the ice-cream. That lady ended up decorating it just like ice kachang. See below for more. Haha, it's the exact ingredient of what you see in ice kachang.

There's promotion going on, so we bought three. Wahaha.

Alright, that's about it.

Hope you have an enjoyable weekend.

Cheers,

Pzyy

Sweet candy

19th May 2011

Memories bring sweetness, love brings warmth.

Happy Birthday to Mummy.

We went to Seafood Paradies to have a simple dinner for celebration.

This is my sister.

I still prefer the outlet located at Singapore Flyer. Apparently, the outlet that I visited is located near my place. I'm so surprised that there's an outlet in Bukit Panjang. Anyway, the food is alright. Definitely, I prefer the crowdness and quality at Singapore Flyer's outlet. It's much better.

My favourite Cereal Prawn.

Last but not least, a family photo.

Have a nice day.

Cheers,

Pzyy

More than enough

Endless arrows directed to Tard. It seemed like everything she did make everyone unhappy about it. Like I say, everyone err. Probably you should not hold grudges against her. You are looking at her in your own way without understanding her.

Yes, friends of yann.

By tagging in my comment box without stating your name, is that brave of you?
If you are friends of yann, don't you think you should standby your friend?
Through hiding in her friend list capturing every opportunities to bring her down, what are you?
Putting in personal attacks after claiming to be friends of her, what is your main motive?




Oh, friends of yann.

Oh friends of yann, just freaking delete her from your facebook friend list if you hate her.
Oh friends of yann, stop adding fuel to fire because no one forces you to befriend her.
Oh friends of yann, just hate her openly under the great sky and let her know who you are.

I didn't mean to be sarcastic. It's just that I'm really disappointed with such ugly human behavioural. Putting a person down doesn't make you a saint. One should do the right and good at all times. Personal attacks ain't making you feel better.

Ans me...

Do you feel awesome now?

Do you feel proud about what you've done?

Does it makes you happy when the whole world is cursing her?

I tried to give everyone rooms to tell your say. I got endless comments filled with dirty vulgarities. I got to filter vulgar comments at hours interval. It brought me nothing except stress and trouble. No matter how calm she looked on the surface after the major aftermath, I knew that she was unhappy.

What do you expect me to do?

Yes, I did thought of removing the comment box.




What do I get in return?

People threatening to help her gain unwanted fame of being a slut if I remove the comment box.




I understand that some of you just wanna stand up for me. Yes, probably some of the photos she tag to me in facebook can be rather unglamourous. I don't feel upset about that. She probably just missed out some editing for me. I can always untag the photos if I really don't like it. No fret, it's really ok and I swear I'm fine.

If I'm not taking it to heart, why should you?

There are so many meaningful things to be done.




I introduce you 2 options:

(1)

If you really think that she was being nasty, just heck care about her. No point wasting saliva on her if you think that she's such a devil. Cursing and blaming is not gonna work anymore if she's born a sinner.

(2)

If you really think that she was trying to make changes, just open your arm and give her a new chance. Everyone err and I'm sure you did. You might feel happier watching her change in improve in personality and human ethics.

That's just all I wanna say. Forgive me if I'm being rude or straightforward. Deleting and clearing of nonsensical comments can be a torment at times(I'm so STRESS!). I'm her friend, watching her walk down the road ain't my wish. She already lost faith and interest in blogging, all I wanna say - give her a new phase of life. Next thing, don't make her problem into my problem. I recommend you not to use my blog as a channel to attack her. Just tell her directly if you had any grudges against her.

Have a nice day.

Cheers,

Pzyy

Melodious melody

12th June 2011

Happiness lies in our hands.

It was a mad rare opportunity for girlfriends to gather together. Meiwen, my long time best buddy was absolutely right about me. I chose friends and trust the trustable and loyal. Indeed, that's where I came from for who I am. I never yearn for great people to appear before me. All I want is, just the one who deserve my trust, love, concern and care.

I hate being a hypocrite. I rather drift away from the great people than to be pretentious. It is hard to tell someone whom you dislike, detest that 'I care for you". It makes me not just a hypocrite but someone of low calibre. We got to live up to our life, doing the right and good. It's life.

End of my life philosophy.

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Yeah, I suggested picnic. I love picnic the most. Groupies preparing individual sets of food, sharing it by the beautiful beach and have a heart-to-heart talk. Rounds of games and smacking would be great. No pain, no gain. That's where we build up trust and bonds. Distribution of task and endless last minute reminder had been made accordingly. It was mad stress as there might be black sheep forgetting this and that. Fortunately, due to my continuos whining that bug them much, everyone did their part. Vena was the only one that ranted at me for being longwinded. Hey hey, I just wanna make everything perfect. I'm a perfectionist. Oh, we were all perfectionist.

Meiwen and I met in the morning. The pretty lady made endless boohoo. Apparently, she wore the wrong shoe and went back for her Sugar later on. By the way, Sugar was her dog. I'm just the godmother, or you can say temporary nanny who doesn't feed, clean or clear poos. Sugar was smart looking with a kind nature. I just stared in daze and bewilderment as it ran into the outing bag.

We cabbed to Yishun while Cassan's bf, Steven fetched us from Yishun taxi-stand (A million thanks to Steven for his great help). Tard, mw, cassan and I set off to ECP in the car with the dog. I almost die of thirst as I talked too much on the journey. It was so bad that my gums bleed (no link actually).

It was early in the morning and I pondered deeply to myself about how Cassan managed to get tiny little cupcakes from Crystal Jade. Aha, I'm suspecting overnight dishes at the moment. No fret, no fret, no one encounter diarrhoea at the moment. Her ah lao took one which explain the lonely 5 cupcakes seated in the box.

We had a great variety of food. Tard made salad while I prepared sandwiches. It was delicious except the melting cheese ruin the impression. I love melted cheese. They just taste better than anything else.

Mw prepare fruits while I standby an extra instant pizza.

Greatest sponsor, mw. She bought a lot of junk food.

Say hi to Sugar.

I should have trim my fringe. It's getting so long that I had difficulty opening my eyes. Oh, so pricky.

Vena, the slow poke forever taking her own sweet time picking out cards. We had a chit chat session at every interval when it's her turn. Mad slow yet never worn a single game. She should have just throw random cards. Everyone seated whine endlessly about her slowness.

By the way, I forgotten something really important. One of the reader saw me at East Coast Park carrying out unglamourous activities. Bingo, ding dong ding dong! That's me tying the rope to the tree with a dog seated around the corner. It sounded so weird to rephrase the entire process. Actually, we were trying to build a shelter. As you know, the weather was really hot and humid. I tend to get rashes easily under the sun, so it's best to stay in shade. We made a shelter using a blue mat that we bought from Daiso. Apparently, Daiso cheated me. It's stated that there were 2 mats in a pack, it turned out vice versa. I'm so red with anger. We had a hard time making rope knots to ensure our shelter was stable. It's gonna be awkward if it covered us up while we were eating or drinking. I didn't wish to seek unwanted attention, mad scary.

Walking the dog to McDonald while Sugar's mummy went for toilet break. Unfortunately, that dog did his business near the lamp post without permission. Bad dog bad dog. It's well trained, so it dare not poo around where we sat. It probably explained about the urgent look on the dog, shivering legs and body. Tard and I were totally clueless about what to do with it's waste material. Being naive, we thought that it would be beneficial for the grass. Free fertillizer that give you a healthy growth. We walked away guiltily until mw came to clear it away. Let's give the responsible owner a round of applause.

It was an amazement...

Mw actually managed to recognize Sugar's poo. It's brown in colour and I'm sure it blended in the environment well. Mw ranted about the great amount while clearing it.

That was Vena's homemade pasta. It tasted like pasta salad. Good job, Vena. To my surprise, she prepared her pasta dish till late midnight. She's a good cook, a future prospective housewife unlike me. Someone who can't cook and wash despite numerous rounds of reflection of how failure I am. Ok, let's end this topic.

Close up for Sugar.

It was me, trying to be cheeky pressing their heads. Photos meant to bring you happiness and memories. I began disturbing Cassan and Tard seemed to create a major chaos with Vena. We ended up with loads of candid shots. Violence had been well demonstrated. TADA!

Soft toy.

We hugged the dog, carry it around as we wanna took shots with her badly. After rounds of passing game, the dog began to show attitude. Sugar just displayed it's worned-out and tired face.

Just some photos taken...

Cassan went off halfway though as she had family dinner.

That's when Sugar met....

It's a maltese which an unfriendly owner. TSK. The owner simply drag the maltese away as Sugar got close. C'mon, it's just friend. Why are you being so nasty?

Sad for sugar. Awwww, poor doggy.

The ill-mannered dog just crossover wherever it liked. Attention seeking.

It was a perfect Sunday for picnic.

We had dinner at JUMBO for the day. Blogging about it soon.

Have a nice day and remember water is good for health.

Cheers,

Pzyy