Been so long since I've blogged. I'm all out of ideas, so get off my back.

Memories of the past haunt me. They've got me in their clutches, they won't let me go. It's driving me crazy, these memories.. memories that I do so want to throw away.



I've all but thrown them away.. I can't forget.. someone.. anyone.. please drag me up from this sinking hole of doubts.. insecurities.. this useless feeling..


People always treat me like I'm a clown..



I just want someone to pamper me..



someone to play with me..



a nice scratching post..



and a warm place to snuggle in



Although I do occasionally like to make people smile



(^-^)

The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice.
It's in the gentle words he whispers.
The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.
It's how good of buddies he is with his children.
The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.
It's in how respected he is at home.
The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits.
It's in how tender he touches.
The strength in a man isn't in the hair on his chest.
It's in his Heart . . . that lies within his chest.
The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.
It's in the burdens he can carry.
--Sermon Fodder

Happy Valentine's. Have fun guys, but be careful.

valentine's

Happy V-day peeps. Hope you've all been happy. Unlike me.

MAJOR quarrel on V-day itself. Shredded the card I bought him into pieces. Threw a little heart out the window, where it stays till now.



And slammed the 40 bucks VCDs I bought him onto the floor. Not sure if they're still working now.

Violent, eh?

He got me this



because I let slip a few days ago that I wanted this.

Called my mom and made him go home where we restarted our quarrel again via sms.

So that's it. A breakup.

Now he says he wants to start a family with me. After he suggested a breakup and I agreed.

Ah, crap.

Took a picture at random because I was bored.

Here. I’m back.

So where shall I start? Been away for so long, so much has been happening throughout the new year.

And anyway, being the nasty me that I am, I am not going to wish you all a happy CNY. I hope all your resolutions get broken the moment you make them.

MUAHAHAHAHAHA~!~!~!~! so bite me.

Stayed over at my godmother’s house for a couple of days leading up to CNY. Found some antiques





that were still in working condition. Cool.

On reunion dinner night we had three tables of steamboat at my granny’s house with all her seven children and their families.



and that alien with the yellow feelers is my youngest cousin in the Tan family (although I would dearly love to deny having any relations with him). He is one spoilt nasty little brat, and oh how I would dearly love to give him a tight slap! His sister’s no better too, although she has no intentions of rolling about on the floor when everybody else’s trying to set the tables.

I would love to continue verbally abuse him here, but I think crankiness is already setting in. It’s affecting my writing.

And next, here’s my cousin closest to my age, Chee Yong.



This photo taken with my camera phone by the nasty little brat’s sister. The same goes for this:



I brought my dog over for reunion dinner. It was a nightmare. Imagine having kids stick to you like glue, chittering and chattering non-stop, bothering you about giving them the dog, while your dog shivers in fear because she’s scared of children, and whines whenever they come near, and then having those children say you’re abusing the dog because she’s whining.

If my hands weren’t full trying to protect my dog I would’ve given them a tight slap each and sent them back to their parents.

I know, I know, children will always be children, but how come some children are nicer than others? The reason is simple: parents. Some parents are very bonded with their children, and some are simply glad that theirs are bothering others instead of them.

Ok I’m getting off topic here.

This is what I found the next day after collecting my ang pows at granny’s house. This guy hugging a tree in broad daylight,



And this weeny little thing at the corridors on the way to the lifts.



Then I went to my other granny’s house for another steamboat reunion dinner. Gave my uncle this.



No visible reaction, but I can see that he likes it.

Well, nothing much to say today, except that english class is BOR-ING. 4 lessons so far and 4 essays handed up. Essay every single lesson.

Look lady, if I wanted to write essays and articles I can very well do them at home, away from those kids.

Basically I'm just here to fulfil a promise to show you peeps a picture of my newly completed Mazda RX-8 model. Here:



Random thoughts:-

- My most spectacular orgasm was in my dreams. Woke up and my ****** was still throbbing *groans*

- I hate it when people pronounce the golden retriever as "golden receiver". I mean, what the hell is that?

- Yes, I admit! I'm into older guys. While bimbos my age idolise their pop idols, I go for Hollywood stars Richard Gere, George Clooney and such. Not to mention Louis Koo, Tony Leung and Donnie Yen.

- Got sent home the other day because class was cancelled at Jurong. The lecturer's grandmother was pregnant (no kidding)

- Many don't realise this, but women are actually horny bitches, surpassing men. They just don't make it obvious so that men would take the initiative, thus making them even hornier.

- He thinks he's so smart with his bleached hair and that dumb grin. Kids nowadays... *sigh*

- Forcefully reminded of a friend of my boyfriend; this malay guy who made out with my lovebird when he first laid eyes on it.

- A trip to Orchard yesterday confirmed my belifs that Singapore has a horrible service industry.


Well, nothing much more to report, leaving you with this picture to wank off to:



And no, I do not like Sylvester Sim. I'm a Taufik girl. This was a birthday gift from Onn, Wenyi and Pengmung.

On the spur of the moment, I've decided to combine both my emo shit blog and entertaining blog. It's getting kinda' tiring to have to update both blogs at once. And my conscience will nag at me incessantly if I ignore my emo shit blog for long.

So.... peeps listen up! Blog here will be updated with bad moods, tantrums, sappy lovey dovey schitt, and verbal abuses!

You have been duely warned.

P.S: After careful and thorough scrutinizing of my blog by an authority figure(namely my mom), I've finally found flaws with it.

Firstly, the font is too boring and cramped. I don't care. If you're really interested in what I have to say you'll read each and every single word with extra care.

Secondly, my archives. Some may not notice the archives links located at the left side of this page, and something's wrong with it. January's split into half and so's Febuary. The same occurs with October, November and December too. The second part of the first line and the first part of the second line is October. The second part of the second line and the first part of the third line is November, and so on. I hope you get the drift, because I don't.

A car model I made with baby, the Porsche 911 GT2



That Eiffel tower was made by me originally for baby, cuz' he once disclosed to me that he wanted to go to Paris. Unfortunately it was ripped apart a few days ago by me during a heated arguement in which he displayed his ultra-loud vocal skills. So now the car stands here:



update!: New model of Mazda RX-8 just finished. Due to some program that is not happy with me in my computer, I occurred some problems trying to upload the photo. Will be back to post more photos.

And here, look what I found on the train today! *rubs hands in glee*



what do YOU think they were doing?

Just got off the phone with baby and am in a ultra-bad mood now, with my sister trying to be as irritating as possible in the background, I feel like jumping out the window.

Well, no bad moods here in my entertaining blog, so.. hm...

Flashbacks on my birthday.



Everyone was suddenly amused by the snail in the window when mom whipped out the camera



The stoning YuQi and the hungry Melvin



Notice the taxi in the background. Yes, it's Carlsberg time! *and if you happen to stare hard enough, you'll notice the lovers, Jennifer and Melvin*



"Where's my fishball?"



Notice the birthday girl in the midst happily scrounging for lost pieces of abalone



my air-stewardess jiejie and brother-in-law



"careful now..."



"got it!"



the lonely Soffhian



and the happy sister, eating right off the grill



Onn and Pengmung with the birthday girl



And here's Wenyi behind Pengmung recognizable by his leg hair



The crowding of the BBQ grill *notice the greedy jiejie*



"and then he gave a whoop, as he fell into the toilet!"



"eh, don't snatch my space, ok?"



"you taking my photo?"



the VIPs who arrived late



BBQ-ing is such tiring work!



"and that Jasmine, she's unbelievable." Unbelievably pretty, of course.



and here's the birthday girl, all tired out and ready to plonk anytime.

Ok I know this is very, very late but hey, when I’m not being the ultra busy girl that I am, the computer’s being hogged by my sister and/or her boyfriend. What’s an internet addict to do?

OK, fine, I apologize. I’m SORRY YOU’RE ALL HALF-WITS WITH NO SOCIAL LIFE!

Having read through my last entry and realizing that it was pretty lame, here’s something that is not so lame.

The day before my birthday, baby took me out for a surprise. We almost didn’t go for this surprise outing due to a major argument which ended in a shouting match between me and baby. Naturally, he won (due to lots of training in camp) and I was forced to go out with him.

He took me to Harborfront center and we walked around for awhile. The CNY decorations are up! Here.



This is nice. Looks like the latter in Tom & Jerry





This is horrible.



Somehow it gives off an evil aura.



Looks like Mushu in Disney’s Mulan



Behold, the green piece of shit!



What the hell is this?





“wah kaoz”



“Mom.. it’s scaring me”





Too cute, I had to put another one.



After messing around and disfiguring some of the statues, we went on to Mt. Faber.

Baby had not only already booked a ride on the cable car for us, he even arranged a sky-dining experience for me!

The service there was fantastic. Peeps, do try to get on the cable car’s sky-dining experience with a loved one, it really is great!

The view:



Bird’s eye view of trees



Our appetizers



The sunset



“woah”



The dizzy babe



The (un)romantic candlelight (is that alter oil?)



The birthday cake (tiny, isn’t it?)



Night view of the city









No points for guessing what this is.. (it’s the moon you half-wits)



The infamous “golden chicken” of sentosa



The photo taken of the cruiser by the swa-koo babe



The most delicious ice-cream of that night





(where’s my advertisement fee?)

And last but not least, the romantic gift