That idiot who washed my dress is gonna get hurt real bad… wait till my mother comes back home and give her a fucking good scolding!!!!!
I’m gonna prepare my S.W.A.T Team now.
And FYI, my mother bought me that dress. I was gonna wear it on my birthday!
Anyone can help? Possible to get rid of the stains on the white satin? 
Melissa said bleaching helps… Gonna see what my mother has to say. =(((
Gah. Busy busy! And angry angry! K I’m not that angry now but I was quite fuming mad because apparently, my lecturer grades sketches by size. Like if you draw bigger you get a higher grade. Totally W-T-F.
And I totally cannot stand people who does spin-off artworks, or what they say “adapted from so and so”. I think it’s totally nonsense lor. Fine, if you want to do spin-offs then you better develop it more to make it even more attractive with a personal touch.
But this girl in my class totally cut and paste Andy Warhol’s silkscreen art pieces to become her own artwork?! Like totally copy and trace out the 100 C4mpb3ll’s S0up Cans and his self portraits and claiming it as a reinvention. Duh. DUH DUHDUHDUHDUHDUH. As if she’s incapable of doing her own illustrations (or that most probably is the case hahahaha!). Cut and paste collage work kindergarten kids also can do! *rolllllsssss eyes*
***
On to happier stuff that is worth a celebration. My boy’s birthday! You’re one year older again, old man. 
Soon it will be my turn… drats.
My Dark Knight
Ohhh so mysterious… but what’s that piece of bread doing there?!
Stabbed Bread
While we were at our table sipping water from our big heavy mugs, Derrick grabbed a knife, and in one swift motion, flung it towards a innocent looking bread lying on a chopping board a few metres away from us. It actually got stabbed right in the middle! Pwoarrr!! BULL’S EYE!!! The staff at Outback were so impressed that they gave the bread to us, complementary. Wahahaha.
Ain’t it awesome? And yes, if you haven’t caught it, we were at Outback Steakhouse (where the food is kinda sucky).
Tsk tsk... poor bread
Having his bread and eating it
Aussie-tizers came next.
Damn big plate of mushrooms!
I’ve never seen so many mushrooms served altogether before! Kinda overwhelming, but thankfully they tasted good.
Can’t say the same for main courses though.
Big VS Small
We ate till there were 2 mushrooms left. My boy put them side by side and said, “eh, this is like you and me.” LOL.
Totally unimpressed with this steak
You would think that at Outback Steakhouse, we should at least have one steak dish, but noooooooooooooo… please don’t ever think that way. Their steak SUCKS. But that chunk of mashed potato there? Awesome.
It's just... ribs
I’ve tasted better ribs. Next please!
…
Oh, no more already! The food was so sucky we decided to skip dessert altogther. HAHAHA.
The reason we went to Outback was to have their Blooming Onions, but they don’t have it in the menu anymore! It got replaced by some typhoon onion. Doh. So sao3 xing4!
We’re so totally not going back to Outback anymore! Oh ya thankfully though, they have 25% off main course for Citibank card holders on birthday month, and 50% off on actual day of birthday. But the steak still sucks at that discounted price.
The 2 Leos *rawr*
But I must say that their staff can really take nice photos. =)))
***
I bought a slice of cake for my boy from Canele…
Nicely packaged
Chef Pang owns Canele, but too bad he’s the Pang that is not in my family! x(
We’re immensely impressed with Canele’s presentation. Premium quality is all I can say.
And like what Evelynn said, “they display their cakes in the glass cases like they are DIAMONDS…”
HAHAHA. Really lor, the cakes sparkle somehow! I’m not kidding lah!
Triple Chocolate Cheesecake
It’s damn funny lor, we went to Paragon but the Triple Chocolate Cheesecake was sold out. My boy so totally insisted that he must have his Triple Chocolate Cheesecake, and would not settle for any other flavours (though they all look awesome to me *salivates*). Talk about being insistent.
Anyway we got it at another outlet so he was happy. 
Thick flavoursome layers
See that blown out candle in the background? Blur me totally forgot to take photo of the cake with candle! You know why?!!!
Okay, after I lit the candle, I sang a birthday song for him. Then after I finished the song, he made his wishes, and I just stared at him with his eyes closed, making his wishes. HAHAHA. It just shows that after all these years, he’s still the one and only apple of my eye. So kukumalu.
It was until he opened his eyes then I came back to reality and exclaimed “OHHH NOOO HAVEN’T TAKE PIC OF THE LIGHTED CANDLEEEEEEE!!!”
But before I could finish my sentence, he blew it out.
Dang. When I saw the smoke twirl up into the air, I almost felt that it was mocking me. Hahaha…
After we finished the cake, I gave him his cards & presents, and it was time for The Dark Knight.
My 2nd pic with WALL.E
Introducing WALL.E in Singapore’s Cineleisure. I took one with him at Bangkok. He’s all over the world! Haha!
Dark Knight was okay leh. I prefer Batman Begins somehow! And oh yes… Heath Ledger was absolutely fantastic. I hope they give him a Oscar though he’s no longer around.
When we were walking out of the theatre we saw the part which says in fond memories of Heath Ledger and my boy said that “it’s such a waste that he’s dead at such a young age”.
To which I commented that “he too认真 already lah, literally acted to his death.”
“Which is such a irony right!”
“Ya, when he’s supposed to be…”
“Why so serious?”
We actually said that last line out together. *Shivers down spine*
It’s official. All lecturers who teach Photoshop are BULLSHIT!
Why? Because my 3rd Photoshop lecturer is complete bullocks most of the time, just like the previous 2.
This was what happened during Digital Photo Media class last week.
Me: Teacher, what’s our 2nd project on?
Lecturer: Must you care so much?
Of course la, it’s MY project!
Finish your 1st project first.
You said have to submit next week already, you might as well tell us what the 2nd project is about.
It’s 10 times more boring than the one you’re doing now.
Huh?! Really? That’s horrible.
Nooooo you cannot say that!!! No matter what project you have, you must make the most out of it. You cannot say that it sucks lah, horrible lah, you must see it in a different way to like it! You students always complain complain… *continues preach for another 30 seconds or so*
*takes a deep breath to stop my eyes from rolling* BUT TEACHER………….. You were the one who use the word BORING… I didn’t complain.
I don’t know why all of them who teach Photoshop don’t think before they speak. They always end up slapping their own mouth. ROFLMAO.
But I do agree with her that students complain a lot lah. Heck even teachers themselves complain a lot. In fact, everyone who has to study or work complain a lot!
Anyway, just now me itchy backside went to surf some forums and went to read the Career>Advertising Industry thread and TMD… read already really can go into depression.
It’s like everyone is united into that one thread to complain about the worst things about their respective jobs.
Long working hours, pay is peanuts, demanding clients, no life, working to die etc etc.
All of us have already heard about all these many many times, but those people who are saying them don’t seem to be tired enough to stop. To be honest, after reading that thread it really dampened my mood a lot. They make everything sound so bleak, and they must end it with “welcome to reality!”.
Ha ha, reality indeed.
You know why I love listening to my boy talk about his job? Because he simply loves his company and line of work. I listen already also feel very shiok. There’s still hope in the working life. Not everything is horrible.
I think everyone needs to stop complaining and focus on what they love about what they do. It will certainly make life happier and easier to live.
I need to hear more happy things! Come come come, tell me why you love your job. Or if you’re not working, why you love what you’re studying.
There must be something, amongst that pile of shit. The one thing that made you want to step into that field/sector you’re in. (If there is nothing… then I question your purpose of specialising in that field of yours.)
Lemme start…
I am a design student. I love what I do because I am the brainchild of countless possibilities & solutions, and I have the power to give life to a blank canvas.
So what do you love about your job? Leave a comment, I guarentee you’ll feel happier to rediscover the intimate relationship you have with your work. Haha!
Okaaaaaayyy… so I just watched Batman Begins and I totally cannot stand Batman’s voice! What’s wrong with it?! Is it supposed to be like that? He speaks normally when he’s Bruce Wayne.
Why must Batman grunt and croak in that sickening deep voice? To seem tough, mysterious and scary??? It’s just not working out lor! Sometimes I have to listen so hard to get what he’s freaking talking grunting about. 
Anyway, it seems like I’m not the only one being irritated by his croaky voice. HAHA. Must watch this video it’s damn hilarious!
“Have you been to the doctor lately? Cos I think you may have a very severe case of throat cancer.”
Am all geared up for The Dark Knight on Monday!
***
Speaking about watching Dark Knight on a Monday night, I had this conversation with my Indonesian classmate.
Me: Hey have you watched The Dark Knight?
Indo friend: Nope.
Are you gonna watch it?
Not sure… maybe. You?
I’m watching it on Monday night.
*stares*
*blinks*
Monday night? Are you crazy?
You also think I’m crazy! Hahaha.
Ya. Tuesday got morning class you know? A lot of things to do.
Yah… but no choice lah Monday is my boyfriend’s birthday.
Awwww…
Yaaaaa…
You’re so sweet to him.
Hahaha.
Your boyfriend is a lucky man.
Must you be so straightforward?
I talk like that.
Hahaha. Thanks friend. =))))
Okay, assignments time.
Today’s the first day of the Hungry Ghost Festival aka Today The Air Is Damn Bloody Smoky.
Anyway, the bad air is a non-issue here. The issue here is: I semi-burnt my thumb and it hurts so fucking much!!! Actually it doesn’t hurt when I ignore it but when I start pressing the flesh it will be damn bloody painful! T_T!
I think you should have guessed by now that I burnt my thumb from all that joss-paper burning. -_-” Lame right? I’m doing good by burning hell notes for them good brothers but I got burnt!
What, do they want a piece of me? (Choy choy choy!)
Just in case you think I’m stupid to stick my hand too far into the raging fiery kern, that was not the case. My papa gave me one piece of the joss paper and told me to light it up using the flame from the candle we used for praying.
Problem was, the candle and the joss paper burner was at least 3 metres apart.
I told my papa that he’s CRAZY lah, because I was SURE that by the time I light up the joss paper and come running back to the joss burner, the flame is so gonna reach my hand.
Then my papa said that IT WON’T unless I’m a slowpoke.
Fine, I told him I ain’t no slowpoke so I went to light that joss paper up. And VRRRRROOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!! Within 3 seconds, the freaking flame semi-engulfed my thumb. TAMADE!!!
I should have asked my papa to do it himself lor, he sounded so confident. But I still think that nobody can run 3 metres in 3 seconds with a freaking burning joss paper in the hand… or can they?!
I don’t know lah.
So while I was nursing my semi-burnt thumb, guess what my boy was doing?
Having a fun time drinking with his colleagues at Wala Wala. Win already lor. He sounded so happy on the phone when he told me that “they made me drop one bottle”.
Like seriously what the hell is drop one bottle right?!
Apparently it means that he gotta gulp down one bottle of beer/liqour/whateverliverharmingsubstance in the fastest speed possible.
I told him that’s just bullshit.
He said that “well I didn’t have to pay for that bottle.”
“Well, they didnt’ pay for your liver.”
“Haiyah it’s good for guys to know how to drink!”
“Drinking is okay lah, but that drop one bottle thing is just so childish!”
“Ya lah quite childish, but it’s just a boys’ thing.”
“BOYS! You people are MEN already, please.”
“Ok lah fine lah. But come to think of it, BOYS cannot afford to drink like us anyway. Heh.”
… …
I so totally cannot understand that last statement there because when males strike gold, they drink to celebrate. When they become bankrupt, they still drink (to drown their sorrows)!
So what’s the bloody difference?!
I was doing my research on NESCAFÉ® and happened to come across this cheeky TV commercial (with a touch of humour) for their 3 in 1 coffee. Makers of the ad are who else, but the Thais. They are like the King of TVCs!
Anyway, I’m sharing it with all of you:
I never liked coffee, but somehow their 3 in 1 coffee looks like milo! Makes me wanna have a taste of it.
Been busy since school started last week. Research, readings, brainstorming, do sketches, proposals, surveys, essay-writing, Photoshop, Illustrator, Flash, Dreamweaver… it seems like we have to do every single thing in Year 3.
Anyway, I’m not gonna type a long old grandmother story, so some highlights of what I’ve been up to in the past few days.
1) Felt totally embarrased in the presence of an acquaintance I bumped into at Plaza Singapura
What happened was, I said something to my boy. Then he started pinching my nose while saying something like why you so naughty huh huh huh you naughty girl, and he just kept pinching my poor nose macam it’s some toy. And me being me, who refuses to get bullied by any tom dick or derrick, was trying very hard to sweep my boy’s hand away but to no avail, simply because I am 2 times smaller than he is.
Just when I was at a desperate end of wanting to bite his hand because sweeping doesn’t help at all, I sensed someone staring at me and true enough!!!
There I saw right before me: SOMEONE GIGGLING AT ME!
KNN… It’s my fellow classmate from TKGS.
Then I was like totally trying to act normal, but she just had to call out to me to make sure I know that she saw me fidgeting around like a frenzy little crazed rabbit that got pinched on the nose.
I was damn fucking PAISEH can.
To all boyfriends in this world: for the LOVE of your girlfriend, PLEASE DO NOT pinch her nose in public. It is not funny; it only makes her look funny. If you have to pinch a part of her, pinch her butt cheek. At least it looks kinky.
2) I finally watched The Red Cliff
It’s absolutely fantastic! Guan Yu is like total coooooolness. I would be so freaking happy if he’s my grandfather!!! However, I’m not very pleased with the treatment of Cao Cao. Cao Cao is a brilliant man who just happened to be on an opposite side, don’t have to slander him until like that what! Tsk!!
3) A auntie came to sit beside me on the train. She was blasting Andy Lau’s songs and a Hokkien movie on her mobile phone’s speakers
KAN SI LANG IRRITATING. Auntie leh… still into boombox?! Please!!! There are such things called the ear phones! That Hokkien movie was super san ba lor, it’s like rubbish! And she was laughing along with it. OMFG. I was so annoyed!
I threw a few dagger stares at her but she obviously didn’t manage to get stabbed by them cos her eyes were constantly glued to the screen. In the end I lifted up my hands and blatantly covered my ears with my jacket.
That’s when she felt a little bit paiseh and decided to tune down the volume. DUHZ! AUNTIE!!! ZI DONG YI XIA LAH!
I should have reported her mobile phone as a suspicious article. Save me from all that noise pollution!
4) My mother asked to see my blog
I let her see it. She was so amazed and asked me why I put half my face with flowery trimmings all around it (profile pic).
I told her I just felt like it. It’s one of the rare chances where I can do anything without needing to explain to anyone my reasons behind it.
Then she asked me how come I want to have a blog, got so many things to write meh? I simply told her writing a blog does not need any specific reasons behind it, so don’t make me explain why I’m doing this. Defeats the whole purpose of it, right? I write, you read, don’t probe.
But I told her no need to read so often, nothing much lah. HAHAHA! =X
5) Met 2 irritating NOISY BITCHY girls at Kinokuniya
I so totally cannot stand noisy bitchy people. Especially in a book store or library. This afternoon while I was browsing through some books in Kinokuniya, I kept hearing 2 girls bitching NON-STOP (about some other girl) for approximately 10 minutes, extremely loudly and shamelessly.
I got so pissed off. I felt like I was in a market instead of the sophisticated Kinokuniya. I slammed shut my book, tip toed and looked over the book shelf. THERE I SAW THEM 2 SHAMELESS BITCHES.
One of them was flipping through a book and still TALKING BITCHING NON-STOP.
The other one saw me peering over and looked straight at me in the eyes. Wah wah wah, talk so loud still got the cheek to look me in the eyes?!
I gave her my fiercest frown EVER, and a I’m obviously irritated by your stupid bitchings so you 2 better stop right now “SHHHH!!!” gesture. (Yes, I dare to do this kind of thing when my limits have reached the MAX.)
I don’t know what she did but her friend immediately shut up. FOR HALF A MINUTE ONLY. Then they continued bitching about that poor girl again (albeit at a lower volume). Bitches will be bitches. They have got no sense of shame.
6) I went to cut my hair again!
This time I went with my boy because he was going to get a haircut at REDS. So I thought I’d just tag along since BOTH our birthdays are around the corner and I want pretty hair.
It turned out quite good! I like my hair now - it’s all tamed and nice. I think REDS hairstylists are really not bad, or maybe it’s the stylist whom we made an appointment with. Haha.
I’m really anal about how people do my hair, so when I say they are good, they are really good. I will definitely go back to him if I need a trim or touch-up. =)))
Oh and he gave us both a 15% discount! HAHA.
My boy was so amazed that he automatically got a discount without even using his UOB card. The previous times he went, same stylist but no discount! HAHAHA.
Of course I had to shamelessly point out to my boy that, “because this time round you brought along a pretty girl.”
Kekekekeke.
Oh ya, class canceled tomorrow. I’m damn happy!!! No need to go school! Can stay home and do my things! \(^o^)/
After watching the 2nd last episode of Perfect Cut, I just had to ask my boy a question, because I feel that there might be a slight discrepancy between our 2 answers.
Me: If I were to ask you to meet me at the place where we first met, where would you go?
Boy: Sengkang lah.
Me: Which part?
Boy: The bridge there lor. You walked there to meet me mah.
Me: Haha okay, luckily it’s the same answer as mine.
Boy: You don’t go to the area outside Heeren hor.
Me: HAHAHAHA. I knew you’re gonna say that.
Boy: Later go there 等不到人.
Me: Won’t lah, that place not counted!
Anyway, seriously… do you think people in real life actually do that kind of fate-challenging requests such as: writing a note to the other party and asking them to “meet me at the place where we first met, 不见不散.“? (And they really 不见不散! *smacks forehead*)
It’s just so annoying lor. If you really really wanna meet someone to tell them something life-changing, would you want to risk the danger of not being able to meet them? No right?! Date, time, venue, has to be specific, at least for me.
Everytime in drama serials, people, especially couples who can’t decide if they should fall in love, pull this particular type of stunt - meet me at the place where we first met. And when they did not manage to meet each other because their definition of “where we first met” is different, they jump to the conclusion that they are a pair of star-crossed lovers and therefore, cannot afford to be in a relationship together.
All they had to do, was to get specific with the details. They will meet, they will say whatever they have to say, and they can fall in love. Problem solved!
Sometimes I just cannot understand the absurdity of drama serials.
This video is for my boy:
“Playing guitar is all great and everything, but hitting stuff? Awesooommmeeee~~~”
We had a class discussion today on “what is cool?”
One group said money is cool.
My group begged to differ. We said money by itself is not cool. Having lots of money is cool. In fact, being rich in any aspect of life (knowledge, wealth, happiness, experience, etc.) is totally cool and desirable. A lot of things we do in life is to make ourselves rich simply because humans just cannot get enough.
To me, money is power. We cannot deny that we give a certain amount of power to money, and if we are honest, most of us would admit that we find it nearly impossible to untangle money and power. Hence the phrases “no money, no honey”, “no money no talk”, and “money makes the world go round”.
Being wealthy naturally makes you cool. You can spend lavishly, people kiss up to you, you get access to exclusivity, you can own that limited edition which everyone cannot afford, you can talk like Donald Trump, and you have the power to make everyone jealous. If you are born with a silver spoon in your mouth, even better. People describe you as “LUCKY”.
One thing for sure, men measure their success with the amount of money and assets they have. They constantly compare who works at the bigger, better company and who has the better salary. Whatever happened to finding a job you love? Now it’s all about which job pays you better. Which explains why some people choose their course of study according to “which pays better”. Which explains why people are willing spend time and effort to attain that Masters and PhD. We all want to earn lots of money. We want that big house, fast car, and caviar.
That is the power money has. Having lots of money makes you cool.
(But please… I despise those “rich” people who leech off their parents/significant others to spend lavishly and then show off. You are not the one who worked for that money. You are most likely, unable to sustain that pool of money. Until you are able to do that, you ain’t cool, so don’t show off.)
So yes, I want to have lots of money too! But then again, I can live without lots of money because c’mon man, I am already the epitome of coolness. Arbo why you want to read my blog? HAHAHA.
Anyway, it gets tiring to be always in the pursuit of wealth lah. I generally do not even bear to spend much money and I take every chance to save up. Don’t know is it good or bad, but I know my boy mentioned at times that 我很容易养! Omg. Like that isn’t it easier for him to spend more on his gadgets and Xbox games??! Shit!!! -_-
I want to sleep already lah, the weather is very cool now! WOOHOO!!!
Yuting
North-east, Singapore
Owns a rabbit and loves a boyfriend
I'm a 21 year old design student in Visual Communications. Born a Leo, I am eager for action and driven by desire.
I draw, play the piano, do graphic design, freelance at times (mostly web design), and eat cheesecakes with glee.
My heart is stolen but I know where it is. ღ
contact me . tingting22@gmail.com
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