Disregard

I am truly disappointed with you not because you committed a sin or a gravest mistake on earth. I thought I am able to turn a blind eye to everything mistake you erred, turn a deaf ear to stories I hear. It's not about what I think anymore. I can no longer condone your actions.

You showed disregard to a very close friend of yours (Let's name him J) who tried to give you the most awesome celebration despite his disability. Ever since then, I realised I had a clearer picture about what I'm seeing. It's not a drama but a real event. J placed you on his top priority list but you chose another activity despite knowing the fact that he could not participate for your selfishness. I did not expect you to speak evil of me claiming that I planned 2 events for you (dinner and party) when I obviously did not. I only planned 1 celebration (seriously one and only) and that's dinner. It was later cancelled because of the unexpected expectations from J which many were unwilling to compromise with. I had no choice but to cancelled the dinner. Even so, I decided to join the dinner because I wanted to and to be a sidekick (assistant) of J. You hinted many times about partying and told me that you wanted to party for celebration. It was impossible for me to plan a birthday party in the club for you because I could not expect everyone to chip in a big amount  just for you unless it's out of their own accord. Till today, I could not figure out the reason you told J, I was the planner for the party despite my awareness to his disability and the organizer for the dinner when I stated clearly that J was the one.

Is party so important that makes you disregard a friend?

What is the reason behind all your lies?

Is the thoughts and sincerity or crowd that matters?

Do you rather have a big group of friends who hate you or just few of them who loves you?

I knew that I was unable to organize a party for your celebration. You told me that you wanted to dance. I tried my best to make your wish come true. I learnt that V was going to party with her friends. She invited me and I asked her if you could join. You told me that you wanted to and therefore I gotten her to count you in. I texted you about the meeting time and location and you chose not to reply me when you read it. Upon arriving, you called and spoke in a nasty tone about long waiting time. V was the organiser and she was there earlier than me. You should have contacted her instead of me. You claimed that you did not see her. You told me that you had to leave for work when I reached. Maybe you really had something on, but I can't feel the honesty from you anymore.

Is this the so-called birthday party I planned for you?

Why should I organise 2 celebrations for you (Isn't one sufficient)?

Are you aware that you are making things difficult for me by making everyone upset with nasty comments at the slip of your tongue?

I have no idea what is your definition about happiness. For me, it's simple. I neither need a grand celebration nor expensive gifts. I don't need booze or branded gifts. All I want is just a simple dinner with friends. I don't want my friend to spend money buying gifts for me because I don't really need anything. I'll just be glad enough that they remember me, my birthday. I'll be happy enough even if my gift is going to a pen or chocolates (Not cups definitely, I have many at home). You only compared against the present I bought for the others, cheap or expensive. I got you an mp4 because I realised your phone heat up easily when you use it often. The first remark from you was really hurtful when you exclaimed, "Why not an iPod?". An iPod is definitely out of my budget. The current iTouch I am using is a gift. The mp4 I bought for you is from Creative. It cost me more than a hundred bucks and yet you gave a suspicious look thinking that was cheap.

What did you buy for me then?

Do you even remember wrapping my present with the wrappers I used to wrap your birthday gift (That really disgust me)?

Why do you have to compare with the others?

Does the value of gift weighs the same as our friendship?

You are upset about me not celebrating your birthday with you or maybe my incapability of organising a grand celebration for you. I am sorry if I fail you. Teng and Tard are so busy with work and family, yet I can feel their thoughtfulness. They make time for me even if it's just going to be a simple dinner or brunch. That is more than enough to make me happy.

How about you?

Did you even bother to ask me out?

Do you even want to spend a little short while with me?

You told me to date you out once in a blue moon (you stated once every fortnight). I did and I felt so humiliated and pathetic. You made me wait in vain and raised your voice at me, blaming me for not understanding towards your job. Then you hurled unreasonable comments at me praising me good with sarcasm. You bring innocent people into the topic, claiming that they treated you well because of me (Wth does it got to do with me?). You claimed the ones who treated you well and helped you at your lowest moment to be fake. Think about the one who loan you money to buy a hp when you are desperate and the one who bought you a gift to cheer you up. You told them off and gave away the present showing no respect. You accused the friendly one to be the culprit for the theft of your phone. You made accusation without proof when you lost your phone.

When can you learn to appreciate the others?

How can you suspect your own friend for the theft?

Now, you told J that we ain't close because we hardly meet and you claimed that I did not ask you out. I hardly meet Teng, Tard, Qian, Cassan and many many more. I feel close with them. We are grownups and I understand that we will not be forever young. We strive in studies and work, we have ships (friendship, relationship) to maintain, a future to build. It's not like old school days anymore. Everyone is busy with their own life. I am so disappointed to hear those words from you.

Why should I be the one asking you out always?

Why can't you ask me out instead?

Does a friendship weighs on the frequency of meeting up?

Teng text me when she come across nice horror movie. Laiyan sent me websites with interesting restaurants. Kailing drives me out once in a blue moon. Cassandra will find time even if it's going to be late night dinner. Even Qian asks me out for dinner during weekdays when I knock off early. You don't expect to take before you give. It's meant to be reciprocal.

 

Why do you expect so much?

What do you want from me exactly?

 

I am your friend and you told J that I am childish. That was heart breaking and you made me realised how well you know me. I work hard and play hard only because I want to strike a balance in life. True, work is above everything but I need to unwind at times too.

 

Should I be defined as childish just because I play hard?

Should I do things the way you did to be categorized as mature?

 

I had never criticised about your appearance. I neither done that to you nor in front of everyone because we are friends. I always tell you that you are pretty and you should be glad for who you really are. I never judge about your figure because I believe that appearance is not everything. You can have the best features, best figure in the world but it defeat the purpose when you have a poor character. That's what I believe but I'm not too sure about you.

 

Why are you always criticising about me then?

Shouldn't you show some basic respect to me?

 

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In my opinion, good friends need not meet all the time (weekly, monthly, yearly). It's the thoughts that count, the remembrance of one another, the amount of effort and every bits and pieces. The value of gifts is not important but the weight you carry in the person heart. True friends matter more than superficial friend. Learn to respect before you expect respect in return. Be kind to the others if you want the others to be kind to you. Be responsible for the mistakes you make and not finding excuses for it because excuses is equivalent to lies. I'm speechless for now.

 

Chocolatier birthday

25th October 2013

Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened.

 

It was Lq's birthday and it seemed like everyone had something on like exams or company event. Even so, we have to make it a must to celebrate for her. It's not about the number of pax but the thoughts that count. Even though Wl, Yb and Hy could not attend, everyone chipped in money to buy her a gift.

 

 

#Chocolatier cake

 

We knew that Lq would be going on a holiday. Camera is essential for travelling and good photos. We ain't rich enough to buy her a professional camera. Even so, we managed to got her a compact one. The rest are at work while I went to browsing around at Bukit Panjang Plaza as Min Wee saw some promotions for an Olympus Camera at Havery Norman. Unfortunately, there was hidden cost and out of our budget. I happened to find 2 cameras at Challenger with good specs and functions. I chose the colour and settled the wrappers from Daiso.

 

#Her camera gift

 

Happy Birthday Lq, we hoped that you liked the gift. Remember to use it on your oversea trip. We'll be waiting to see beautiful photos taken from your trip. Stay cheerful and be positive at all times.

 

Somehow, Qian and Min Wee plastered the sweet smile on her face by mentioning Huiyee.

 

#Qian, Min Wee, Lq and Me

 

Min Wee and I wanted to give Lq a little surprise with the cake. Unfortunately, the staffs seemed to be really screwed up. They were not following instructions closely. I even waited for a long time before my mocha was served. We reminded them 3 times and that was tiring. Min Wee and I decided not to depend on them (because they are hopeless), so we requested for candle and served the cake ourselves.

 

It was a splendid celebration after all and hopefully Lq enjoyed herself that evening.

 

Have a great evening.

 

Cheers,

Pzy

A good sound sleep

25th October 2013

May the dark winds be the soothing breeze that pampers you. May the shiny sky form a blanket of warmth on you.

 

It was a splendid night even though I had a terrible day (which I will talk about it in a later post, so as not to ruin the good ones). Vivian organised the party (which explains about my happiness) for the night. I merely did some cost calculations for her and I get to have fun.

 

#Janice, Xuan, Qian, Me, Vivi, Eva

 

#Happy Partying

 

Qian and I were attending Lq's birthday dinner. Qian wanted to join us initially but she overslept. She jumped into action out of her house in mismatch clothes (she claimed to be). Actually I thought her dressing was nice and pleasant overall. She was tempted (obviously), so she called Xuan. Xuan flew her way down to Clarke Quay with her clothes. Qian changed into her party dress and there she goes.

 

#Janice on-the-rock

 

It was Janice's birthday. Vivian planned that birthday celebration for her. It was a simple yet fun and happy party. We all had a whale of a time at Dream despite the new formation. The music was good but I heard the Saturday's music is gonna be better.

 

#Me, Xuan, Qian

 

Cabbed home together after our late night supper. Those monsters kept assuming that I could not recall a thing that night (I CAN I CAN!!!) and no one believes that. Sigh, I better save my breathe.

 

Have a good day.

 

Cheers,

Pzy

Burn

Horror Night 3

26th October 2013

Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.

 

It's finally the day to Universal Studio for Halloween Horror Night 3. Teng and I had been looking forward to the day. It's a pity that Wan Lin did not join us due to her examination. It's her last semestral exam and she should put in all her might for it. Tard was cyber abused by me mentally on my blog. I threatened her that I'll not meet her until the following year unless I get to see her at USS. It worked and she bought ticket online all by herself. #What-a-good-girl

 

Teng and I met earlier to play Kinect. Unfortunately, our plan was spoiled due to the unreasonable cost per hour. It was twice the amount we paid previously but the staff insisted that there was no changes at all. We decided to give it a miss and settle my lunchner (dinner and lunch).

 

#Tard, Me, Teng  

#Lychee Ice-blended

 

#Tiramisu with Azuki

 

My stomach was nearly filled to the brim and I decided to have Tiramisu. It was nice but I could not finish it.  I had a bitching session (cursing y'know, I'know who) with Teng before Tard came to join us. Tard had her lunch before we made our way to Vivocity upon realising that it was going to rain anytime.

 

Finally, I learnt the fact about why my phone runs out of battery all the time. I sent a single message informing everyone about the meeting point and time. They got my message and acknowledged them earlier on. Then I realised they had the tendency to text me while they are on their way.

 

"I'm on my way liao."

"Wah, super heavy rain."

"The rain haven't stop eh."

"I just board bus."

"The bus got many people."

"I got no seat."

"I don't know where I am."

"The rain stop already."

 

I was busy bitching with my darling when I received those messages. Surprisingly, they continued to spam even though I did not reply. Nvm, I'll be getting my Samsung Tab 3 soon for work and organize purposes. Hopefully, that device can help me out by saving my hand phone battery's life (A little bit is better than nothing.)

 

#Qian, Teng Me, Tard, Mw

 

My eyes was semi-closed because I wasn't ready. I wondered who was the lousy photographer. No proper photography technical skill.

 

We had the most number of people for Halloween this year. Let me see, we have Renee, Matthew, Sean, Carl, Mw, Raymond, Eugene, Javen, Ken, Vivian Teng, Qian and Tard altogether.

 

#The Horns culture

 

##Vodka Jello Shot

 

Tard and I had alcohol the previous year and we got tipsy after a single vodka shot each. It worked well because we walked through like zombies at the first haunted house. After the vodka shot, we were screaming (like hell'ya). We decided to repeat the history and took 1 jello shot. Hey, it tasted unbelievably nice.

 

#The Halloween Horror Night 3

 

#Map

 

We were in the middle of the queue when Eugene and Sean began with their yellow jokes (Wtf! Yellow jokes at USS) and Vivian was all the way behind with the others. We had more than 10 people and she had to manage the rest at the back. Awww, wasted. Vivian is good at yellow jokes, the best among all.

 

#Vampires

 

#In the queue

 

It was not a good option to queue near Carl and Sean. They loved to frighten us. We kept pushing them the Qian hoping that we could have a brighter route ahead of us. It's bad enough to be scared, but not when they add-on (toppings) to make your legs go jelly.

 

#Randomness 1

#Randomness 2

 

#Randomness 3

 

#Javen's classic shot

 

Ok, I finally realised how dirty my lens was. In fact, I should clean it up. I had been using my Canon S90 for years (More than 3 years). I never cleanse the lens (not even once). Javen claimed that the small little white dots are all the poos. Even so, I still like that camera very much despite the newer generation like S95 or S100. Teng is using S90 too but the output has different colour tones. They are the same, but my photos are edited. I have no money to purchase Photoshop Software (even if I did, I don't know how to use it), so I used PhotoScape. It has no sculpting or highly process effect. But you see, it's free. I have nothing to complain about this free software that accompanied me for years.

 

#While waiting for the smokers

 

#When the flash goes off

 

#Bf, me, Sean

 

I was editing the photos when I realised Carl was missing in pictures. Yes, he was one of the smokers (he claimed to be a social smoker) who went to smoke. Never mind, I'll be seeing him this coming Saturday. Shall give him a few close up and tag him in FB like a mini celebrity.

 

#Randomness 4

 

We went for supper at McDonald after the Halloween night at USS. I showered and hit the bed. I slept throughout Sunday and woke up on Monday morning. I woke up for dinner on Sunday night and went back to sleep thereafter. The queue was a nightmare and we probably have to consider about Express Tickets next year. Or maybe we can change our plan to Sentosa Spooktacular. Or even dressing up ourselves like one of them to party.

 

Have a nice weekend.

 

Cheers,

Pzy

A plan in mind

GOSH!! I have a plan in mind. We can go on a Road Trip for Christmas!!!!

I shall bugged bf after his exam.

Hello panda

Regarding this Saturday event.

 

Teng: Are we having lunch?

 

Me: Don't think so eh. Tmr I'm going to club. If I still wake up early, I will look like one of them at Halloween. Then you will video it (They did it last yr -_-'''). Oh no, you will remind Laiyan (Tard) to video it.

 

*That video is still in my FB till today. Credits to Tard. Thank god, no one videoed the part when we were chased. Else it shall be complete awkwardness.*

 

Teng: You aiming to become them lah.

 

Poor me, I'll be zombified tomorrow's night. I'm meeting Tard for breakfast, getting a gift for a friend, celebrating Lq's birthday followed by partying. The following day, I'll be meeting some girls (Y'know, I'know who. Only girls and not all. Else my phone will shutdown before the Halloween even starts) for Kinect followed by dinner at Spageddies.

 

Yep, and this Sunday I'll be meeting Jason and Mw to celebrate Mw's bday. Jason wants to make special plans for her and I'll be his sidekick for this coming Sunday. That's perfect. I can finally sit down shake leg and have my dinner. It's seriously a no-no-fun to have endless msg tone. Putting my phone to silence mode worries myself that I'll missed the important part (For instance, fail to inform changes of plan etc).

 

What's worse?

It takes a super long while for replies. I always try to be patient when comes to waiting. Unfortunately, waiting can screw plan a big time. For instance, no reservations, no slots, no rooms or maybe no tickets. My eyes will start to roll when things happen.

 

Then I remembered last year's nightmare. Oh gosh, everyone is telling me about chalet, chalet, chalet. Yes yes, it's Christmas season and I want chalet too (Oh yeah!). I can't remember exactly who told me that there's plenty of chalets out there other than the usual ones we went. It was a nightmare I swear because NO AVAILABILITY for all chalets. At that point of time, I have 20 names on my list, well, actually I have 25. But you see, there's always back out cases. Even so, 20 plus confirmed turning up.

 

That's when I seriously panic because how am I supposed to answer to 20 people. By hook or by crook, I googled for chalets for 2 nights (and I have to work. Sad life.) Fortunately, Jacky knew of one chalet at yacht club. It's lousy and overprice but we still have to do it. It's last minute planning (self-comforting).

 

I was absolutely shagged on last year Christmas event because I went to help out at Jason's support event. Omg, I can feel the heat from the fateful day. The burning sensation nearly melted me into burning lava with unfeeling people shoving me away and worse, the press. I was tired but I was still glad and happy that I had done something for him. That's the minimum I can do. He was still in ICU struggling to live. I even went to the hospital to visit him before heading to the event, leaving Bernard and the rest to continue with supportive event.

 

I was dead tired upon reaching the chalet when Mw told me something that nearly gave me heart attack. Fortunately, I managed to resolve it. Thank god for saving me.

 

It's Christmas and New Year season. They are happy occasion worth celebrating. I receive msgs asking about celebrations, dinner, chalet, outing etc. Yes, I don't mind making plans. In fact, it's easier and safer. I don't feel safe surrendering all my friends' contact to my friend who doesn't know all my friend (As in, they never met etc). I did that once, and it was awfully nightmare as well. I was busy with Jason's stuff, so I got someone to take over the planning. In the end, no one replied and msgs flew back to me. (I think I'm super suay, damn suay, very suay. Jinxed for life.)

 

Now, people ask me questions that I considered it to be lame. They asked me if we have enough people to organise chalet or asking me if everyone is going to turn up. I was staring into space upon reading that. Then I thought to myself, when have we ever failed on that. All our outings are in fact 100% successful. Giddy spell after reading.

 

This year, it's gonna be really hard to me to plan. Yep, this year especially. I am gonna be busy for the entire Oct, in fact the first week of November as well. Just this week alone, my schedule is pack like mad. 3 to 2 events in a day and that exclude my days with family. I'll be meeting Teng next Fri and the sweet and lovely Teng offer to treat me lunch or dinner. Hugs and kisses for her.

 

There's gonna be BBQ on Saturday and I'll be hanging out with Tard the following Sunday. Bf is celebrating birthday with me on the 5th of November. I'll be flying to Taiwan on the 9th November 2013 (Saturday). It's a 1am flight if I remembered correctly. Bf mentioned that we have to be at the airport by 11 plus or 12am. Best part is, I'm actually meeting Vivian for dinner on the 8th November 2013 (It's a date!).

 

Now, my legs are wobbly because I am afraid that I screw things up. To be honest, I doubt I have time to plan for Christmas and New Year Eve this time round. Hopefully, someone can help me out with it because bf is busy with exam at this moment. I only have a week or more (Less than 2 weeks) to plan. If I can't get everything settled by next weekend. We'll probably have to give big celebration a miss.

 

Well, we can always do it next yr isn't it? *Big smile*

 

It might not be a bad idea. I can probably date a couple of my gfs. We can stop by at nice café, have some delicious cakes or go on a short trip. Maybe a stayover will be perfect or island hop to nearby places. Everything sounds sweet. Bf will bring me out on special occasion and I'll sit on the couch, shaking my legs and wait for him to plan. Seems like, I enjoy shaking my legs. Totally unglamorous of me.

 

The best part it, I can complain if bf fails to plan. I can mock and rant if his plan is lousy. Hohoho, the feeling is awesome.

 

With the current technology, it'd be great if there can be an invention that has the special function called "Event Planner" that auto organise everything in order from time, location to activities. Maybe they can invent a medium app whereby everyone can reply directly to the medium instead of going through one another. Extra functions like folders for different user can be implemented to sort our messages rather than using group chat where you have to scroll like mad without an answer.

 

I suspect I am putting blame on technology now. In fact, I am. Anyway, I am getting a Samsung Tab 3 8-inch for myself. Yep, I'm getting but I've not gotten it yet because it's out of stock everywhere even the damn Starhub left with the 7-inch model only. You must be wondering why I am not getting an iPad. Definitely I wanted an iPad, but I needed something for work more than entertainment and Tab 3 fits my needs. You must be mocking at me when I mention "for work". Yes, I love to play and spend (all girls love to, c'mon, be honest). This time round, I swear it's for work. I need to read my documents on device and iPad has no such function. In a way, it does but it doesn't allow editing.

 

 

Live it up

Silence cycle

"You", "You", "You" and "You", please stop venting anger on me.

 

Do I look like a bin to contain your anger?

Or a vacuum to absorb all the fumes?

 

Yes, yes, you have your stress. I have mine too. Maybe you thought that I am leading a good life, shaking my damn leg as I work from home. Or probably, you assume that I am enjoying every single day taking a short afternoon nap at all time, spending on big shopping sprees sipping coffee at restaurant.

 

I am not the way you thought to be. I have my stress and burden too. True, I work from home (sound sweet and nice maybe). The truth is, I have tons to do. I don't look as free as I appear to be. I am free because I make effort to manage my time. Comparing to the others, I'm on 12 hours shift from Monday to Thursday. I do my monthly accounts, work updates, machinery check, stocktake and ordering. The fact is, I'm doing "homework" every day to ensure I keep up with I have to. I have to produce "results", especially good results.

 

What is the big deal about me crossing my legs and sipping up coffees?

 

I am not sipping expensive coffees or having high-tea all the time. Even if I did, I am spending what I can afford. Most importantly, that is my money, not yours. It is my freedom to do what I want with my own money. No one should ever overwrite my expenditure management. I don't even own a credit card because I don't need it. Even if I ever splurge on facial or travel, I am using my cash on hand and I don't see the rights of you to interfere with my life.

 

Just because you thought that I am earning a lot, and you assume that it gives you the right to make me undergo your language torment, claiming that I earn a lot but I have no experiences in life. You can never imagine how shaky my hands are about to clap thunderously on your face. You are probably still living your butts off parents when I first started work. I started working when I was 14. I worked to pay for my piano, my school fees, my allowances.

 

What about you?

 

If you can't even accomplish half of what I had been through, don't ever compare yourself against me because you don't have the right to. Just because I am not working in an office gives you the right to call me clueless. Fuck you, seriously. I worked in an office before and FYI, different offices. I know the definition of politics and shut the gap of you explaining about it repeatedly like a broken radio. I hate it the way like you did and I chose to left for my passion. Before questioning me about my decision, you should probably question yourself about not having the courage and guts to do what I had done.

 

At least, I know what my passion and goals are. Do you?

 

So, you think I left my previous standing spot with supports from family and friends. No one did. No one ever look up to my job because they think that it is simple and boring without challenges. Everyone assume I am earning a pathetic pay and still having the need to travel from places to places. I knew the tides and storms ahead of me and I decided to move towards my goal.

 

Do you have that guts?

 

For that goal of mine, I was jobless for months (More than 3). Not only was I jobless, I still have to invest money with what I want to do. I waited for opportunities and you had no damn idea how hard my life was. I was living to an extend of being unable to provide support to my family. I never thought myself to be pathetic because I love what I am doing. I love my job and my passion. I am willing to make sacrifices for it.

 

I don't say, I FUCKING DO IT.

 

I gritted my teeth hard to own what I have now. My money doesn't come easy, it's all blood and sweat. I may not be someone who is very successful but I am happy with who and where I am. Stop judging me. Actually you can judge me, but before that, you need a mirror.

 

Everyone wants to have a better life. If you want a better life, work for it instead of stoning at a corner telling yourself you will do it. Saying and doing are totally different. JUST FUCKING DO IT. Stop venting your anger on me just because you assume that I am having a lowly job with extremely good pay, slacking in air-con room and sipping tea. You reap what you sow. It doesn't mean that you will harvest with the same amount of effort you put in. Sometimes, you need a bit of luck or maybe a few opportunities.

 

Failure makes you learn.

Falling get you up on your feet.

Experiences give you the courage to try.

Persistency creates the stairway to success.

 

It is a cycle.

 

Stop venting anger on me just because you think that I lead a comfort life. Show me some effort of yours before you want to lecture me. Kindly lecture me only when you are eligible and have the rights to. My silence doesn't agree to your speech. Amazement at your insensibility caught me in silence and I just don't wanna sink into a deeper conversation with you making myself look ridiculous.

Randomness random

Yamazaki

Bf bought this for me because the Strawberry Cheesecake I wanted so badly was out of stock. The chef wanted to make a new one for me. Unfortunately, they ran out of strawberries (FML). So bf got this as replacement for me. Sigh. It was nice though but I was a very particular person about food.

 

I only enjoy food that I thought to be nice. If I wanted a strawberry cake and you replace if with something else, I'll rather skip it. Ok, it's not a good attitude and I know. I'm just the way I am.

 

So, yep yep.

 

Rice roll

This is my first time trying rice roll with really a new fillings. I usually had those with prawns, char siew or plain ones. I had this for breakfast last weekend. It was really delicious if you like Hakka's food. My dad and mum are Hakkas, so am I (except the fact I can't speak in that dialect). A long-long-time ago, I spoke in Hakkas with my grandmother and aunts. For some reason, I was infatuated with Hong Kong dramas for a period. I am not a Cantonese. I picked up the language by watching those dramas. Now, I can hardly speak in my dialect except those really simple ones. The good thing is, I can understand entirely by hearing still. If my parents talk bad behind me, I'll know it right away (Rofl).

 

If you are a Hakkas food lover, I bet you will like this too. They wrap fried beancurd with carrots slices and spring onion. It's healthy choice.

 

Chance

I nearly forgotten about his post. Thank god, I'm always hungry in the middle of the night (bad habit), in search of food reminded me about this very special post. Ah Tard was back from her holiday trip to Bangkok. I missed the old days travelling with her. I remember the giraffes we fed with black tongue that caught us in amazement (we were young then, we didn't know giraffe's tongue is black in colour), the tiger we hugged whereby no one wanted to milk the tiger (I ended up feeding the tiger because everyone feared of getting bitten), the big bowl of Monster Ice (no longer exist) we shared, running in the rain with an elephant struck in the middle of the road, carrying big and small bags. Last but not least, we encountered an elephant that pooped when we were on its back.

 

These were the fun days we had and I missed it.

 

#Food and Souvenirs from Tard

 

I really wish to go on a short getaway with Ah Tard again even if it's gonna be neighbourhood country. Well, an even combination of sight seeing, interactive programmes and shopping. 100% shopping can kill me unless Tard wants it, I'm willing to sacrifice anytime. We are happy no matter what happens, even if the sky is falling down (downnn... downnn... even if the sky is falling down #sing along).

 

We can spend 3 days 2 night at Genting Highland (some called it a boring place) without a single attempt to the theme park. I wonder why too. We kept ourselves really busy with wonders all the time.

 

#Purplish present from Tard

 

#A sweet little card from Tard.

 

I have to say, the card is kind of cute in blue puzzles. I have some complaints to make. It'd be great if Tard could frame it up for me next time because I had a hard time placing it back into the envelope because I don't want to dismantle it so that I can see the image and words. It's not a complaint, I'm telling her actually because she reads my blog. My full time stalker.

 

#Chanel, Chance

 

Yes, I like Chanel a lot. The accessories, bag (not all), perfume are my favourite. I had been using Chanel Mademoiselle Parfum / Eau De Toilette Spray for years. Not much differences between both except Parfum is stronger and tend to last longer. There's a hundred bucks differences. I love Mademoiselle because of the sweet soothing scent. I had been using it for yrs. I realised bf had been using the same perfume as me (No idea why he is using a ladies perfume. He claimed that he's using ladies scent to attract ladies. Good move.) Worse, he used Gucci Envy Me too.

 

Hopefully Tard is not gonna used that when she meet bf someday because even I myself feel weird about him using the same scent as me. #Awkward moment.

 

Now, I have another new option for perfume. Yep, Chance smells really good. Best part is, I strongly believe it can last me for a long long time as Tard had mention. I spray perfume almost everyday but they never run out. It's weird. Maybe I spray too little. I got to spam like Tard and bf.

 

Thank you Ah Tard, love this little gift. I know you had a hard time thinking about what to buy for me. I knew that kind of pain too because I had been struggling about what to buy for you too. The main reason we struggle is because we lack of nothing. Let's do something special for next year. I have an idea, let's not do gift exchange next yr. Let's throw in our budget ($100 to $150) and go for a short getaway like 2 days 1 night or 3 days 2 night (I shall leave scanning job at deals website to you). We'll just buy something cheap for each other. In my opinion, the best gift is to pick up a fight. It sounds cool and we do it pretty often. I don't want present but your companion, that's enough. Last but not least, don't forget to enjoy your trip to Koh Samui. Last but not least, don't forget about my food. Food is very important to me. As for Taiwan, I'll know what to do.

 

Hugs and kisses. Love you and may you miss me much when I'm not around.

 

Cheers,

Pzy

 

Busy busy

Many people went Montigo recently. I saw them posting photos in Facebook, it's all so nice. Suddenly, I missed that place. I missed the cosy bed and thick puffy pillows with a big bathroom. There's where I brought my bf to, for his birthday celebration few months back. It is expensive, but worth the price definitely as long as bf is happy.

 

It's about year end. Nov and Dec are gonna be busy months for me. Friends' birthday coming up and mine too. We will be heading to Halloween this weekend and followed by Meiwen's birthday. What's up next, a BBQ session followed by my advance birthday celebration with my dearest Ah Tard. I complained about her not going to Halloween with me in my blog. I made some noise over weekend we met, rant a little and probably threatened her. It all works, she hung her head low and bought tickets online. I'm so-so-so glad to be with my walking stick this Halloween. Tard probably has to take care of both Teng and I. We are as blind as bats (In fact, I think my condition is slightly better.)

 

I have an idea in mind. Instead of celebrating with Tard and Tard celebrating with me, I have a brand new idea. I shall share my ideas with her this coming Friday and sees what she says. Bf is bringing me out on my actual birthday and I'll be meeting Vivi for dinner before my flight. I love the feeling of going overseas without doing anything. Bf does everything and I am looking forward to see sheep (Sounds weird though).

 

Good night.

 

Cheers,
Pzy

Mounted

I have a good piece of news to share. My house is finally all done. Leather sofa had just arrived an hour ago with a brand new coffee table. I preferred carpet rather than coffee table actually. But my mum needs it for her tea and coffee pot. It's more like a leg rest to me. 52 inches TV had been mounted to the wall. Best part, I love the functions of Smart TV even though I don't really know how to use it well yet. I need not switch on my laggy laptop to surf Facebook or watch YouTube. It all can be done on the TV as I slacked through my day on the sofa. Rooms all ready, engineered to order according to our request. I love my room even though bf said that my table is ugly. He suggested foldable table. It's the lousiest idea to me ever. I doubt I love to keep my table every single day. I prefer it to be mounted to the wall and fold down as and when I need. I'll post up pictures when I am done with tidying.

 

Part of your world

End of melodic tune

#Me & Bf

 

It is bf's exam week and he had to start mugging seriously. Poor me, it's been weeks since he really kept me entertained. Tard knows my condition best because her bf is going through the same process as mine. For now, I just have to be obedient and keep myself busy. Hours ago, bf brought me out for late dinner because I had my lunch at dinner time due to work. I had ice-cream to stall time, avoid my misfortune of gluing to the bed with the rectangularish screen.  Here I am, sitting by the bed blogging with a standing table while bf is revising by his table. Y'know what, I was prompted to shut up when I was humming a melodic tune minutes ago. Wish him good luck and hopefully he does will for his upcoming exam. Hugs and kisses. Good night.

 

With love,

Pzy

Applause

Beginning a flame

4th October 2013

Hot things, sharp things, sweet things, cold things All rot the teeth, and make them look like old things.

 

I wanted to let bf try the chicken cutlet initially. Unfortunately, some changes had been made to the management. The outlet (Near SMU) we went had become a fast food restaurant. It's totally self-service. You got to place your order at the front counter and food shall be served upon hearing the beep from device. The menu was different from before, limited varieties though.

 

#Food for Thoughts

 

#Earl Grey Milkshake

 

#Breakfast and Burger

 

The good thing about self-service is that, there's no service charge. Yep, that's a good news though. I am so craving for Xiao Long Bao at Chinatown. Hopefully it reopens as soon as possible. I am so not interested in the ones at Din Tai Fung or Crystal Jade. I just gonna skip the ramen and spam myself with just simply Xiao Long Bao. It's so salivating.

 

#Bf and I

 

Breakfast from Food For Thoughts comes in big portion usually. I suggest you should share with a friend unless you are really famish. I can't really finish a serving of it even when I am famish. The best thing about having a boyfriend, he will be the one emptying bowls and plates.

 

We headed to Cineleisure to catch a movie. Bf wanted to watch Insidious 2 badly after watching Insidious 1 on Funshion (Movie/Drama App). I had to admit Insidious 1 was quite scary. I watched it once at the theatre and probably twice online. Still, it scares the shit out of me.

 

Teng wanted to catch the movie too. Unfortunately, she's stucked home with a pig head.

 

#Doll

 

Some people really hate dolls. They probably find it creepy in the middle of the night. Andrew is definitely one of them. We took a photo each and sent it him via Whatsapp, praying hard that it will scare the shit out of him.

 

Unfortunately, Yang Ting told me that only Barbie Doll freaks him out. My effort went down the drain that very evening.

 

#Mocha

 

Insidious 2 was really a good movie. The story line was pretty interesting and scary too. Bf had to make his way to school by 6pm and the movie ended at 5pm. We had high tea at PAUL French Bakery Restaurant. It seems like a popular spot from the food to ambience. It's beautiful except the strict services according to the role of their job. Placing order and making payment seemed so tedious. It's hard to tell if he/she is a waitress or a cashier.

 

#Chocolate and Berries

 

Bf went off while I stayed behind to shop. Oh yeah, I finally bought something. I wanted shoes but I have no luck with the sizes. My feet were small, as small as a size of 4 or 5, sometimes 3. That's how bad it is. Got to go, good night.

 

Cheers,

Pzy

Love tea

Yep, here I am having insomnia. I slept the entire day like a log and still feeling restless. Age's catching up with me. It could be partly because bf is busy with exams (I suppose he's gonna be busy for the next 13 days) and I feel emptied because I have no Yati (Bf loves to joke about me treating him like a maid, hence he name it, Yati.) to serve me and keep me entertain.

 

It's a real good chance for me to snuggle under my cozy blanket with cool air. It's less than a month to my Taiwan trip and I haven't decided what to bring or not. It's year-end, the weather is pretty unpredictable. I had no idea if I need thick or thin clothings, the camera I should bring (Semi DSLR or a compact cam) As usual, I neglected my blog for quite a while. Here I am, back to blogging. Once again, it's stocking up. I will complete as many posts as I can before my trip.

 

I just gonna force myself to sleep now. Got to wake up at 11am for preparations before meeting Tard for catch-up session. It's gonna be a coffee day. Lately, I dread coffee and love tea instead. My nails are chipping off and shall bug bf to get it done with me.

 

Good night.

Just like before

8th October 2013

Good relationships don’t just happen, it takes time and patience. Communication is the best keyword.

 

It's finally the day for our catch-up session. I'm really happy for this dearest girl of mine who will be getting married next year. She has a good boyfriend, oh, it's fiancée, who treats her really awesome and showers her with excess love always.

 

It's been a long while since we last met after Jason's accident plus individual work to do. Nevertheless, we are best friends forever and that's for life. The whole night, she's been telling me about diamonds. Yep, her proposal ring is really beautiful.

 

#Me and Cassan

 

I bet she must be really tired out due to her wedding plan. She will be hosting a banquet for 30 over tables (That's a lot) and busy making choices for her bridal dresses. Yes, bridal dress is a big part of wedding. I am feeling excited for her because she is going to Taiwan for her wedding shoot. All the best to her and I can't wait for her big day to arrive.

 

#Dinner at Spagheddies

 

Cassan's birthday is around the corner and I got her a purple Swarovski pen. Fortunately I got the right colour because she doesn't seem to be a pink person. Cassan paid for the dinner, it's her treat and we ordered really much like we always did in the past. Nothing changes.

 

We had a long chit chat session, updating about Jason's condition and so on. 

 

#In the washroom

 

That silly girl actually parked her car at Jcube when we were heading to JEM. And now, we had to walk all the way from JEM to Jcube for her car before our second round. It's a weekday night, so it all ended well.

 

Cheers,

Pzy

Deal or no deal

Why is being popular such a big deal?

 

I believe many felt that way before. Entering high school being unnoticed, hoping to be seen. Making choices with the right types of clothes to be justified as normal human being. Doing things to catch attention of the others. Listening to the right music instead of what you really like in order to be cool. Wearing the thickest makeup and judging the plain janes as monsters.

 

Yes, these are the ugliest truth.

 

There are still people out there claiming that they don't give a damn about being popular. The truth is, they give a damn about it. They want to stand out even though their mouths deny it. People feel cool to blend into the coolest clique. It never work. It will not work.

 

Think about the days when you are going through the hardest time. Stuck in debt, in the middle of highway, or probably psychologically. Let's say, a hundred. How many gonna be there for you out of a hundred? A hundred might be exaggerating. Let's say, maybe, just ten. How many gonna give you a helping hand?

 

It's never cool about being popular. Popularity is just a term persisted by people. One doesn't to be a popular person to be loved or liked. You don't have to do anything to be loved or likes.

 

Screw it! To the thick amount of powder on the face.

Screw it! To the ridiculous layer of eye liner the eyes.

Screw it! To the hanging out with groupies.

Screw it! To the narcissism of photos to prove that you're not a loner.

Screw it! To the branded goods that give you the right to show off.

Screw it! To the most hit gadgets you have in hand.

 

C'mon, it's the best ever thing to be yourself. Tear down the mask on your face, whether it is make up, wealth or lies. So what even if you are a loner. Loner has his/her rights too. Being a loner is not the end of the world. You have the rights to love what you really do. Walk out of that mask and ignore how people gonna look at you.

 

Being real, is the real you.

 

Stooping low to get the desirable attention might be cool at times. But y'know what, that "cool" is not gonna last forever. It's about being you.