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Friday, March 30, 2007

i nEeD a naMe...!

I seems to be on an eternal search for a suitable English name. I've been suggested many, but none seems to be the right one. It just doesn't sound like me.

It really irritates me when I introduced myself and people asked "So, do you have an English name?". I assume they are asking for an westernized English name. Come one, if I have got one, I would have introduced myself in that right? And even if its my dialect name I'm giving, it appears in English letters in my identity card. So did they think that was like my Japanese name? Ok, that was like totally nonsensical punk, but my point is... Don't be an idiot. Hmmp.

Things might have been easier if my parent just gave me one at birth. But, looking at what my dialect name turned out to be, for once I am really glad not to be given something by them. Not that I have anything against my name but to have people made fun of it since young and being so often addressed as "MR" in writing, I would say I would rather not have the extra trouble. Besides, to think how much my mum fancies her christian name "Pearl"... Oh my, I would rather not take suggestion from her.

Do I have high requirements for a name? Think not... But actually, why shouldn't I? It is going to follow me for like the rest of my life? In fact, I am not even asking for much, I am just looking for a name that sounds like me. A name which when it's called, I would naturally turn around and aknowledge it at ease. Not one that I'd need to take minutes to realise that "Hey, that was my name called!". Why is such a simple requirement such an tall order to fulfilled?

Boy, I do envy people who managed to name themselves fast and easily. I envy those those who can change their names as often as they change their bags. Today, they are Mary, and tomorrow, they are Ginny. I am amazed.

I used to like "Jessica" in my pre-teens, but it reminds people of that "Jessica" in the 'Sweet Valley High' series. I didn't want to sound like the less-obedient twin, so there goes the name. And for a while, I went ga-ga over the name "Charlie", then someone said it was a guy's name (I've checked, it isn't.), so it was gone as well. I thought "Joyce", "Joanne" and "Dawn" sounds nice too, before it got a little too common. And "Fion" too, until I realised its a handbag brand. ><

I have also seriously considered suggestions like "Chloe". I really liked it, but its kind of too feminine, over-sweet and over-loud for me. I might as well call myself "Chanel". See... It is just not me. And I am not about to call myself "Mary" like my SO calls me. Not unless he starts calling himself "Mario". Haha!

For some time, due to misunderstanding over my yahoo email user name, I have been mistook for "Faith". My friends thought it really suited me, I thought so too. Then here comes the troublemaker named Mom. She insisted I will grow FAT with the name. It doesn't help that it rhymes so well with my surname. Try saying "Faith Law" aloud with a tinge of Cantonese accent. See? Somehow I can't help not believing what mom says... Ever since I changed away my email user name, I lost weight. Totally baffled by the coincidence. Nonetheless, I'd rather not take chances.

So... Any more suggestions, people?

P/S: The next one who tries to suggest stupid names like "Chrysanthemum" again shall have my socks in his mouth!

3:43 AM
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Tuesday, March 27, 2007

JingPing Wedding & Excessive Rants

I attended Jingping's wedding dinner on last saturday withe the rest of my poly-buddies. Boy, it has been a couple of months since I last saw them. I sure do miss them.

I didn't take as much pics as on Shuqin's wedding dinner, and I have been a little wee too busy to sort them out yet, so I shall add them on the next post. Hehe, sorry peeps. So for now, u can visit Jac's site to take a peep on our most beautiful bride *NoseBleeds*. Haha.

We were flipping through her bridal shots at the dinner reception area, and I had to say "WOW". Nature's had given her the height and frame of a model, which I am totally envious about! She natually always look good in almost anything she wore, but seeing her in an bridal dress was a real eye-opener! She looked just like a model out of a bridal magazine. She and her husband about made one of the most compatible couple I've ever seen. I was thinking how lucky the photographer was to work with them. I would splash their bridal pics all over the bridal shop if I were him. Good advertising shoots.

I pretty enjoyed the food served, they have got my favourite yam paste! But I was so full by the 5th course to enjoy more. Regrets stuffing myself with so much peanuts during the cocktail reception. Wearing a body-hugging tube dress too was also a spoiler. I could have eaten more heartily without it.

I think something might have just triggered the marriage impulse in me, because I started making mental notes about the few wedding that I have attended. I even check out the Wedding Forums in the CozyCot webby. Maybe I am seeing marriage as one of the options of fulfilling my desire of moving out. My sis would totally agree. But nah, I still don't think I would have a wedding dinner if I do get married. All the customary nuisance are really way too much trouble.

I detest anything thats bothersome. But Fen is right, to hold a wedding dinner or not is really not up to the couple to decide. I should start psycho-ing my parents now, which I am already doing, by the way. So hopefully by the time someone is willing to take me and more importantly, vice versus, they would be more agreeable with doing away with all the traditional hassles.

I wonder how do most of the girls think? Is a wedding dinner and all its traditions necessary in a marriage? Most say marriage should be just between the couple. I agree but we have to accept that it hardly happens. Talk and action are two different things all together, eventually. Perhaps while I'm saying this, I am already planning for my big pain-in-the-ass customary wedding. Haha. No, don't worry, I'm not.

I'm sure the usual guy would be more than glad not to hold a wedding. Save the money and trouble. Maybe I think like a guy sometimes, in other words, I guess my thinking are pretty independent, for a girl. For example, most of my plans in life involve me as the achiever. I don't dream and expect my significant other to fulfill my dreams for me. So for one, he need not be rich or owns alot, because I expect myself to be financially comfortable, not him. If I want a nice little property or a car, I will find ways to realise them by myself, he need not worry nor slog for them. I guess MCPs or egoistic guys might not be impressed about with a girl who plan her ambitions without him? Or would they?

Of course, I do have my expectations of who plays what roles in a marriage. I think its totally reasonable to split the household bills accordingly to who earns more. And I also don't expect him to bring in a big bulk of his salary for me to squander on my tai-tai hankerings, I will be financially independent. Helloo, its already 2007. Well... Hehe, although once a while pampering on a shopaholic will be a really nice gesture --- not a necessity but will definitely be very much appreciated for.

Yet while I may also suggest that its perfectly fine for the female to pay full for the holidays if the male does his part for the usual bread, I expect the male to take care of majority of the expenses related to the children or the hospital maternity bills. Afterall, whose surname are they taking? HIS, not the feminine half's. U want a pretty wife, a cozy home to return to after work, hot meals, sex and children who takes your looks and surname, and have the cheek not to pay for them? Lets not be calculative huh.

Some guys are really stingy when it comes to the household finances. I recently heard about this guy who after splitting the wedding bills 50-50 with his wife, went on to claim half the supermarket bills he spent on their new home from his newly-wed wife. The most annoying part was, apart from the dollars, he insisted on the cents too. And that was just first week of marriage life. Tsk Tsk. I look down on him manz. My advice, divorce the wimp and make him pay the lawyer's fees and fork out half his salary on your alimony.

Wow.... So much for ranting.

9:20 AM
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Saturday, March 17, 2007

Is blogging always about ourselves and nothing else? That is so boring!

I wonder why I've got nothing interesting to write about anymore. I am turning into such an uninteresting person, and I still dare wonder why does the world still spin... Is it me or my environment?

Sigh...

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Anyway, I was reading a Famous Blogger's entry about her feature on shopping in DFS. Boy, i do envy her. While I got to agree that sales staff at DFS are usually firendly and nice, but since when do we see such fantastic service? Personal shopper? What personal shopper? We are our own personal shopper.... Remember, self-service is the key word.

Oh, of course, service can always be elevated to more sophiscated heights if you are freaking rich or famous. But I assume 70% of us are neither, so we must continue to be judged by the clothes we wear, or the accessories we decorate ourselves with, in high-end boutiques. Remember the last time you paid with cash? I bet you had since have a lasting impression that anything less than plastic deserves a frown... Hand over a platinum card, and you may see a forced smile on the receiver's face.

That's the rule of the game. Thats how the world spin. Oh boy, I really do wish I am $RICH$ enough to have a personal shopper... ><

4:09 AM
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Thursday, March 15, 2007

cRaVinGs....

I finished one whole honeydew... Not one slice, but the whole fruit. Madness!

I couldn't help it, I was so craving for sweet stuff... I thought fruits are afterall much more healthier than desserts, right?

But it suddenly occur to me on the last juicy bite that there must be a reason why Honeydews taste so yummiliciously sweet.... Argh! Sugar!!

Feeling stupid. I'd rather swop its equivalent for a small serving of heavenly Tiramisu... Damn!

1:03 AM
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Tuesday, March 13, 2007

i tOLD sOmEoNe oFF...

I told someone off on the MRT.

Don't Gasp. Telling irritating strangers off isn't something that I am incapable of. In fact, its just the exact opposite. People who know me well would know that my patience doesn't accommodate for rude people, especially not when I'm paying for their service -- be it a $60 dining experience or just a $6 Burger King meal.

In this case, I paid for my MRT fare. I assume that this naturally justifies that I am reasonably allowed a grip on the standing-poles, unless of course if the train is so packed that I can't even reach for one.

I was in a pretty packed train yesterday, idly holding on to a pole for my balance when this idiotic woman walked through the opening doors, and press her shoulder against the pole and my hand. I thought, well she must be tired, so I shifted my hand upwards to make way for her. My hand was at an awkward height for my balance but still manageable. Another female passenger who was also holding on to the pole was left to balance on her own.

As if not enough, with minutes this idiotic ass went on to conquer the whole standing-pole with the weight of her entire body, hugging it under one stinky armpit. What a sight to get sooo... intimated with a lifeless pole in a public! I would suggest she go get a proper living support, called a Boyfriend. And for God's sake, please go get a deodorant manz!

What pissed me off was, the next moment she flipped her newspaper wide open and started reading. Being of the same height as she is, I now have to raise my arm to the maximum just to have a grip on the pole. Imagine the amount of space she was taking up in an already packed cabin at the inconvenience of many others, and with total disregard for other commuters' safety! What an Ass!

I was by now staring at her in anger, my message was clear that I am annoyed. She caught my stares a few times but pretended not to and shift her glance away somewhat unnaturally. Nope, she just wasn't going to give up the territory that was not even hers. She turn to her back and let her smelly and frizzy hair do the attack instead, in attempt to make me lose my grip on the pole. Her flyaway hairs were threatening to get into my nostrils! By the whiff of it... Oh my, she needs to invest on a good shampoo and conditioner too!

That did it... I told her off right on the spot and aloud for the enjoyment of many ears, asking her to stop hugging on to the pole so that others can grip on to it. This time, she got my message loud and clear, and moved to one side of the train. She looked visibly embarrassed. I enjoyed the sight. She asked for it.

I think many people still lack the basic courtesy when travelling on public transport. I have elbowed sick old men on many occasions for forcefully squeezing into the train when passengers are already packed like sardines and others have already give up trying. I can't really tell if they are really in such an urgency to get on the train or they are just trying to get fresh with the girls at the edge of the doors. Either way, weird and desperate. I also totally hate it when people tries to sandwich the poor pole in between their BUTT-CRACK. Eww...! So unsightly! Oh, then there are also idiotic males who open their legs so wide, I would think that they must have a serious case of piles somewhere. Some even shamelessly lean their thighs against mine! FISH. As far as I am concerned, I have no qualms about raising a molest case. Don't even try me. Shame on all these people!

Another incident... I was on the train the other day and saw 2 really ugly bra-less and tummy-protruding transvestites took up 5 seats in a row. If not for the really small breasts, I cant really tell that they are supposed to be transvestites. How pathetic.

Anyway, one of them apparently had a big butt and needed to plant them on 3/2 seats. But that's OK, because she only had her butt on the seats. The other decides that he... erm, she paid an extra seat as a thigh rest, and another half a seat for an arm rest, so she was sitting like a very ugly version of "Mermaid in her clam". Her black cheapskate bag was flung across another 2 seats beside her, as though it deserves the royal treatment like a Hermes would. But hey, it wasn't even a ShenZhen produced fake-Prada.

Yet no no-one dared breathe a word, even though people had to stand due to the lack of seats. I guess most have the impression that their species can get very daring and loud. No point getting into a cat fight for a few seats, and I can assure you these people looked more than capable of a girlie cat fight.

Anyway, an uncle was brave enough to sit right in between them just before I got off the train. I heard from my friend later that they started an argument with him, and vulgarities were 'generously' exchanged. Meeting these kind of inconsiderate idiots is just plain unlucky. Grrr...

2:14 PM
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Friday, March 09, 2007

暧昧

我还是超喜欢这首歌。。。

第一次听到这首歌，是一年多以前吧？当时一听，就连续听了一整个下雪的季节。。。它真的带着我好多说不出口的回忆。不管什么季节，什么剧情，总是能轻易的在这首歌里找到自己的心情。然而它所说的“结局”，每一次都让我害怕去想像。

今天的点唱机里又鄱着这首歌。。。我的心情还是一样 --- 说不出口。

只能陪你到这里
毕竟有些事不可以
超过了友情还不到爱情
远方就要下雨的风景

到底该不该哭泣
想太多是我还是你
我很不服气也开始怀疑
眼前的人是不是同一个真实的你

暧昧让人受尽委屈
找不到相爱的证据
何时该前进何时该放弃
连拥抱都没有勇气

暧昧让人变得贪心
直到等待失去意义
无奈我和你写不出结局
放遗憾的美丽停在这里

你有忘了去了解你爱的人吗？
面对忘了了解你的人，你也有说不出口的话吗？

10:40 PM
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Thursday, March 08, 2007

累。。。。

每次考试都让我觉得元气大伤。。。。

SIGH。。。。

2:31 PM
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Tuesday, March 06, 2007

SoULeSs...

BYSI and Charles & Keith are having horrible slash-out SALEs now... So are GG<5>

I have yet to visit them since the sales started... FISH.
I have yet to BUY BUY BUY. FISH
I have no time. FISH FISH FISH
I have got more important erm.. commitments to meet. FISH

There's really no point in dashing for the sale now. Its really too late. They would already have long run out of my sizes... And again, I still do not have the time yet. Argh! Hate Hate Hate!

I have a NEED to Shop. A rational need that I can't ignore, like a itch that would not die off. A little requirement for my humble existence and survival. Apparently, SouthHaven have not pacified that need like I thought it did couple of days back. Seriously, what can be more blissful in the entire world than ransacking sales racks for cropped-price-tags treasures, and bringing home that little pieces of happiness with you? What can be more satisfying that seeing what's hanged up in the closet, permanent post-its of the little victories you've scored?

So, its not difficult to know why the word SALE have never fail to perk my moods up, right? Deprived me from them, you literally have my soul flown out and stuck outside the glass windows like a limpy lizard, right beneath the huge RED posters, reading "ON SALE". Its like Lord Voldermot's wicked wand swishing -- the skies darken, lightning strikes, blood drips and you just have me turned into a souless zombie.

Inhumane Cruelty.

WaiL......! I am rationally DEPRESSED!!!

5:14 AM
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Sunday, March 04, 2007

Scared...

Someone said that I am a Problem Kid, and a Scardy Cat added together.

Checking the list of phobias that I have, I thought I must be too...

Fears of >>>

- Darkness
- Mirrors
- Heights and high open spaces
- Crowded places
- COCKROACHES...... AHHHHHHHH.....!!!
- Any sharp objects.... (They give me very gruesome imaginations)
- Walking out from under tall buildings.... (That bodies will start falling off it.)
- Fans, especially Ceiling Fans... Mainly, fear of Decaptivation.
- Thunder and Lightning
- War and explosions (Even though I've not personally been through one. I think I'd kill myself first if Singapore ever go through war again.)
- Being touched by strangers
- Decaying matter
- Falling...
- Stairs, climbing or falling...
- Locked in any enclosed area, voids or empty spaces
- Speed
- Sharks (I had nightmares for several years after dad put mi through the movie "Jaws". Now I can't step foot into the sea without its famous tune ringing in my mind.)
- Returning home (For obvious reasons... Sigh)
- Growing old and sick
- Death, dying or dead things
- Sleepwalking when having one of my gruesome nightmares.
- Terrorism and Brutality
- Paranormal Encounters
- Watermelon (Eww....)
- Amputation
- Murky water...
- Butter sticking to the roof of my mouth... Yucks!

I hereby conclude that I simply have Pantophobia -- Fear of everything.

What about you??

5:50 PM
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Thursday, March 01, 2007

cHeaPo sHoPpinG QuEen!

South Haven Sale!!!

South Haven is on sale!!!! Went over to the one at Raffles Place yesterday and spent more than an hour there!

The hour spent was definitely well-rewarded! Bought a retro pink dress, a 2/3 blank pants, a sleeveless shirt and a white blouse!! All for just S$100!!! South Haven, S$100 for 4 items! Can you believe it? Its almost like This Fashion pricing already!

I must be gifted in shopping. The only expertise I have that I can think of is really, digging for bargains anywhere, everywhere! Wahahaha!! Simply love to show off the cheap deals that I got. I always get a huge sense of satisfaction just linking the price-tag to an item I bought... Like a housewife beaming when she's got three fishes for the price of two. I am a cheapo shopaholic!!! And I'm so enjoying it! Hehe!

Got to wear them soon so I can post up the pictures of the cheap bargains that I got!! :O)

7:35 AM
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