Photo-blog

Okay.

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I decided that since I don't have the time to blog, the least I could do was upload some pictures of what's happened to me recently.

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Besides, a picture paints a thousand words, right.

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(yah right...lazy means lazy)

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Anyways, hope you enjoy the pictures till my next entry - whenever that is >_<'

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MY BIRTHDAY

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My beloved girlfriends threw me a surprised birthday party @ Atrium, Asian Heritage Row, and Fatty played along with them.

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I didn't expect it at all because everyone called to say they were busy, that they would take me out for dinner the following week instead, bla bla bla...

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Hell! BlossomMich and ButtercupTjin even sent flowers to the office, with a card saying how sorry they were for not being able to be with me on my birthday! You can't get better actresses than them ya.

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the group of actors and actresses I call 'friends'

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ButtercupTjin and BlossomMich, the 'mistress-minds' behind the whole thing

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with my one hell of an actor, fatty - cindy called to 'remind' you about something, huh?

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with FeatherHeather, ShireenDaPink and CurvyShirley

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a whole photo series of me getting my surprised birthday cake, blowing the candles, making a wish and being extremely happy with the whole night!

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finally, a shot of BadTemperedJinee, the photographer of the night

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SINGAPORE

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Over one weekend (I seriously can't remember when), Fatty and I decided to go away to Singapore and have some fun.

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But since we didn't have enough funds to fund our accommodation in Singapore, we decided to stay over in The Zon Regency, JB and then drive into Singapore for the day.

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So much for going into Singapore 'for the day'.

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By the time we actually got in and found a parking place, it was close to 4pm. We shopped till about 7.30pm, and then went for dinner with CuzNette and her hubby Hamish.

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We went to the Modestos in Elizabeth Hotel and Fatty fell sooooo in love with the place, he decided we should stay there the next time we go down. All because there was a pub, dedicated especially to Arsenal, a shrine for them *femme sighs*

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Old Chang Kee curry puffs are the absolute BEST in the world!

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having fun around Orchard Road

Orchard Road at sunset

not to be missed ice-cream sandwich

kuih mochi in different flavors

ah-ha!!!! yummylicious durian puffs!!!!!

*sluuuuuuuuuuuurrrrp!!!*

KEL & JOANNE'S WEDDING @ PJ Hilton

ButtercupTjin and the love of her life, JonJon

nice a not my dress? nice leh....

me and the love of MY life

FunnyVJ and CrazyChristine

DrunkJosh who called ME fatty the whole night!!!!

Joanna and Allen

the MOST HAPPENING table that night

Steph and Mahesh

Yau Hoe and Vivian

a slightly drunk femme and Missy May

BELLES of the ball, of course!

muaks muaks! love this babe to pieces

me and steph

yes, it's EXACTLY the same top

Ray and Dougie

Jason and wife, Missy May

Jason, Shauny, Yau Hoe and fatty

see, fatty squeezing the fats on my arm (really like this pic)

the must-have poser pic!

So, yah, this should be enough to last till the next time I blog.

Soon. SOON. I promise.

poppin in

I'M NOT DEAD

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I'm still very much alive.

Just extremely busy with work and spending my precious free time with Fatty, preparing for the wedding.

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This is so not easy for me.

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Perhaps I'll have more time after the wedding.

But not now.

And not when I have to argue with my MiL about the colour of the invitation cards!

Brand new me

*blushes*

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I almost forgot that I had a blogsite. Silly me.

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It's a brand new life for me, so naturally, it's been keeping me busy. Still, that's not a very good excuse for neglecting this site.

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*femme says sorry to all readers*

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It's my third week on the new job already and things has been looking pretty bright over here. But then again, it's ONLY the third week. Who knows what little dirty information I might find out about this place three months down the road.

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*Shrugs*

But for now, I'm keeping my mind open and being optimistic about things.

It's not everyday that you get a fantastic paying job with your dream job scope, working for someone who's face is on the newspapers every single day, and an immediate boss who's fun to be with and can joke around with you.

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So, I'm just gonna enjoy this while it lasts.

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I've also practically moved in with Fatty, since it's only a 10 minutes drive away from my new office. And I've been spoilt rotten ever since.

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My mummy-in-law prepares breakfast for us every morning and it's laid there even before I walk down the stairs. I mean, how cool is that! Even I don't get this kind of treatment when I'm at my own home.

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I don't have to fight with anyone for the bathroom, I get to do everything on my own time, I have a TV in the room where I can laze around watching MTV the whole day, and food on the table waiting for me. Who cares if I have to make a trip home at least twice a week to get more clothes? I'm happy and I'm loving this new change in my life!

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Too bad it's only shortlived.

After all, once we get married and move into our own home, I don't think Fatty will wake up earlier just so he can prepare breakfast for me.

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The wedding plans is going on smoothly thank goodness.

I thought it was never going to take off but it has!

I've chosen my bridal gown and my evening gown is already in the midst of being designed by Pretty in White. They come with matching shoes too, so I don't have to worry about that.

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Bridesmaids gowns - done.

Groom's suit - he settle himself

Groomsmen - done

Flowers - almost done

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The only vital thing left are the invitation cards.

We need to finalise on the design and select the printer.

But that should be easy-peasy.

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Oh, and I finally watched Pirates 3 last night.

Although I got loads of negative remarks about the movie before going to watch it, personally, I thought it was waaaaaay better than Spidy 3.

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Annnnnnnnddddddddd....

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I bought myself the "Mika - Life In Cartoon Motion' cd too!!!!

And I LOVE IT!!!

I've been playing it over and over and over in my car the whole of last night and this morning and I'm still not sick of it.

I espcially love the song 'Love Today'.

It's soooooo nice and I've been humming it the whole day today I think it's driving MissyAde crazy.

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But I DON'T CARE!!!!

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Cos I LOVE the damn song!

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Oh, and guess what?

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Tomorrow's........

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MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!

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So Happy Birthday to meeeeee!!!!

*Grumbles*

So much for the 'beach' *sighs*

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We arrived close to 6pm on Saturday evening and the sun was waaaaaay below the horizon, so, not much tanning to be done that day.

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All we did was check into our room, unpacked, went to the beach for a little frolicking in the already cold waters and then back up to the room to shower.

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But AuntyLuan gave us a very nice surprise pressie this time.

She bought us matching pario and beach shorts!

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Okok...who the hell knows who's AuntyLuan right!

You always see me writing about Cherating. Everytime I get to go off for some beach get-away, it's to Cherating. Everytime I wanna destress, it's to Cherating. Everytime I need the sun, it's Cherating.

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You must be thinking, "Woi! This bitch so rich arr! Everytime also go Cherating wan".

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Actually, no lorr. Not rich lorr. That's why everytime go also go Cherating lor. Not Perhentian. Not Redang. Not Tioman. But Cherating lorr.

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That's cos Fatty's close friend's parents owns a "no-frills" resort in Cherating, just next to Club Med and the turtle sanctuary. So, we get to enjoy special 'good friend's rates' when we go there and it's pretty reasonable, especially for a clean, comfy resort that faces a clear blue sea. Sometimes, if we're lucky, we even get to see wild boars at night.

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So, because we go there so very very often, we have become the anak angkats to Fatty's friend's parents who owns the place. And yes, the name of the resort, The Place.

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So, now that you know the reason behind why we're always going to Cherating, you can also know that AuntyLuan is the owner of The Place and she loves us as she loves her children...harr harr!

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She made us put on the matching pario and beach shorts the next day, and so, we happily complied. Looking all beach-a-licious and ready to go work on my tan, we happily woke up early the next day and had breakfast at the veranda.

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The sun looked like it was going to hide behind some clouds soon, so I made Fatty gobble down his nasi lemak daging and made a dash for the beach to soak up at least some rays.

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Fat chance.

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The minute I got my toes on the sand, the clouds started floating in and conveniently covered the remaining of the sun. And the rest of the afternoon was spent lying under the dark clouds, where a slight drizzle passed, and taking sips of Sheridan from Fatty's coleman.

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9 hours on the beach and the sun came out for ONLY one fucking hour -_-'

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So much for going away to the beach....

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and so much for Mr. Fatty's Boss getting knocked down by a tanker.

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Fatty's gone to Jakarta and I'm already feeling the depression of not seeing him for the next few days start to settle down in my heart.

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Fuck his stupid boss. Fuck the stupid conference. Fuck Jakarta. Just fuck lah.

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But I've already got activities lined up the next few days to see me through so, that's fine.

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Oh, did I mention how cruel I was?

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Hahahaha! I was damn fucking cruel!

I made Fatty change his return ticket to the first flight to leave Jakarta on Sunday morning...and the first flight was at 6.55am.

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But he willingly agreed to come back early too, so I'm not thaaat cruel.

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After all, I have to wake up early to go pick him up.

OUTTA HERE

....in ONE hour!

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It's my last day and I'm soooo excited!
Not excited cause it's my last day - I've been celebrating since I tendered the letter

But excited cause Fatty is bringing me to Cherating right after this!

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It's been too long since I've breathed in the ocean's breeze and my gills are longing for fresh sea water. I can just imagine how good the water is gonna be, as they always say, Cherating is at its best in May and June.

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Sad thing, we're only gonna be spending ONE night cause Fatty has to go back to work on Monday. Stupid client. Of all days, had to choose to do their commercial recording on a Monday!

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Stupid or wat? Mondays are just after Sundays. Nobody in their right mind would be in a working mode on a Monday. Mondays are like post-Sundays. Whyever do you think there's such a thing called Monday Blues.

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Cos people just DON'T do bloody commercial recordings on a Monday, stupid!

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So, because of stupid clients who insist on doing stupid commercial recordings on a stupid Monday, Fatty and I will have no choice but to rush to Cherating after I'm done in this stupid place, spend one night, and rush back tomorrow night so that the stupid clients can get their DAMN STUPID recordings done!

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But then again, it goes to show that only stupid companies will take up stupid clients because Fatty's company is stupid. They're sooooo stupid they decided to send Fatty far away from me to Jakarta the whole of next weekend. For some stupid conference. With more stupid people. And it's stupid because I happen to be on holiday whole of next week before I start my new job on the following Monday - yes, they are making me work on a post-Sunday, dammit, and Fatty won't be around to spend time with me.

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And it's even more stupid because it was Fatty's boss that's making him go for this stupid conference. And it's stupid because Fatty's boss was the one who told Fatty that he has to be nice to ME, protect ME and always be around for ME.

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So, Mr. Fatty's Boss, how can Fatty be nice to ME, protect ME and always be around for ME when YOU, dumbass, are sending him off to Jakarta for 4 freaking days, on MY days OFF???!!!

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Urgh! I hate him sooo much I feel like squeezing lizards pus all over him, and then flinging the remains at his face. But then again, that's disgusting and no way am I even going near a lizard just for him. So he should just slunk off somewhere and die. And hopefully, while slunking away, he'll get hit by a HUGE tanker. But he won't die yet. Not till the tanker explodes open and it's contents of acidic liquid spills forth onto his face and burn it into nothing. But no, he still won't be dead. He'll be writhing in pain and all the journalist for the press and media will come take pictures of his ugly, distorted face, and then, post it up on the newspapers and internet and TV. Then Fatty won't have to go to Jakarta cause he'll have to visit him at the hospital. And then Fatty's boss's wife will divorce him and then he'll want to die. But he'll live to 100 before he does, hidden away in a cave in Tibet and never coming out.

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Okay fine, I didn't mean anything I wrote. Just a figment of my imagination.

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But I wish Fatty doesn't have to go.

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Oh well, at least I get to go to the beach even if it's just for one day and I get a whole week off.

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I had lunch with Juju and JamieLing yesterday and they were bitching on and on about how fat people are bad people and that all the fat people they know are all amazingly bad people too.

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Juju: Aren't we glad that we're all skinny people here!

Me: *nodded in agreement*

Juju: *looks at me* But you're getting there, Kris! You better be watch it. Go on a diet or something.

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FUCK!

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And then, it was SandyMae's farewell dinner last night so everyone in the clan got together for a scrumptious meal. I walked pass Grandma and she grabs my arm.

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She: Waaaah, Kristy, you put on weight horr (in cantonese)

Me: *waaaaaails!!!*

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And that totally ruined my entire night.

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I really hate it. I hate the fact that I KNOW I've put on weight and I KNOW I'm fat, but I absolutely hate it when I'm told in the face that I'm fat!

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It's like, you don't go up to a bald man and tell him he's bald! You don't expect him to go, "Wha - whaat? I'm bald????!!!". I'm sure he KNOWS he's bald, for fuck's sake.

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And I KNOW I'm fat! So don't tell me something that I already know, okay.

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On another less frustrating note,

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I would like to wish all mother's out there a HAPPY MOMMA'S DAY!!!

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and also, a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my darling ANISTON!!!

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muaks muaks muaks!

we luuuuve you

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BLOSSOMMICH SWEETHART!!!

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You're 27 today and yet, you don't look a day older than the first time we met back in college.

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But boy, the memories we have, makes me feel like as if I'm gonna be turning 72!!!

The three of us really had great times, huh, and even till today, our conversations are filled with memories from the past.

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ButtercupTjin and I are really proud of you, babes.

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For the first time in many many years, you actually successfully WALKED OUT after your party was over without having someone carry your drunkard ass into the car like so many years before.

Too bad we didn't have the chance to snap pictures of you taking a piss. You weren't drunk enough.

You didn't even need me to accompany you to the toilet this time.

*sniff*sniff* My girl has finally grown up.

Party or what!

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Well, another year come and gone, and still friends we are!

And friends we'll stay.

And I can foresee, this year will definitely be a much much better year for you, just wait'n'see!

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On another note...

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3 DAYS TO GO

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before I leave this hell hole!

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Seriously, I never knew the amount of rubbish I collected could be THIIIIIIS much!

I mean, 6 drawers filled with stuff, a table top filled with files and 5 thermos mugs???!!!

Where the hell am I even gonna put these things when I bring them home???

omg omg omg omg omg!

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I'd probably just leave them in the paperbag and then lug them off to my new office when I start.

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It's like freaking moving homes, man!

Alive, drunk, rashes and all

I'm BACK!

Oh yessssss I am.

And thanks to everyone who wished me safe journey.

Cos you know what? It's because of YOU that I'm safely back!

(okay, shit, corny, I know. I'm still a little stoned)

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We spent 7 days and 6 nights in Beijing and I don't know why but throughout all 6 six nights, I could not sleep a wink. Well, the last 2 nights, there was a reason why I could not sleep a wink lah.

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Fatty and I had some serious issues to settle, but because he is such a lovable, forgiving and understanding man, we settled it.

(I really sound like I'm trying to blow his bubble kan >_<)

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Seriously, I woke up every freaking hour!

But not like as if there were any hantu(s) in the room lah, cause I didn't see any. Besides, I was sleeping with Jojo and Sarah and they slept like pigs!

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Maybe it's cause I wasn't used to sleeping in an unfamiliar bed without my Fatty next to me lah (there I go again, kissing ass).

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Anyways, so, because I could not sleep a wink all through the 6 nights we were there, and was even more stressed because of the issues I had to settle with Fatty, I started looking like a freaking panda bear, with black rings, puffy eyes, bad complexion and worse, rashes all over my body!

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Okay, I don't think the rashes were caused by my lack of sleep lah. It was more because of the cold DRY weather in Beijing that made me break out in a tiny zillion irritating spots all over my body, and I STILL got it like right NOW.

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So, on the 6 hours flight back to KL, and with the plane facing some technical problems which caused us NOT to be able to watch Norbit, I decided to try to get some sleep. But I just couldn't! So, champion here decided to down herself with wine, totally forgetting that fact that alcohol is triple the effect when you're in altitude! *smacks forehead* And champion had more than 6 glasses!

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Champion got sloshed. No recollection of the plane landing. No recollection of the journey back to the house. Nothing.

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And I am STILL suffering from a light hangover now yah.

People around me actually look sooooo pretty *smiles like a dumb idiot*

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Okay, enjoy the pictures!

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The immigration was PACKED!

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can't really remember the name of this park but it's a nice park =)

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jojo, me and sarah @ the nice park (seriously cant remember its name)

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Bell Tower

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We had to climb up 75 freaking steps to see a bell okay! It was NOT funny. And there was no way you could stop to catch your breathe. Cause shy mah....scared people laugh and say, "Aiyoh, 75 steps ONLY mah...also cannot meh".

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And so, I pushed myself all the way up. And almost died in the process. 75 steps only mah! Cannot meh! Hmph!

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a really cute Chinese boy - but started crying when I waved to him >_<'

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@ the Great Wall! I even made it all the way up!

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There was this woman, who was dressed in a fluorescent green dress, with a radio strapped to her waist, blasting out chinese techno music, climbing up the same time as me. And she was soooo energetic I wanted to push her down!

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I mean, irritating kan. Here I was, huffing and puffing up the damn steps, and it's NOT easy okay. The steps were all uneven, some higher than the others, some shorter. And then, when all I wanted to do was just to concentrate on climbing the damn thing, I hear, of ALL things, Chinese TECHNO music blasting out from behind me and then a blinding green comes into sight! I could have lost grip on the steps and fallen to my death!!!

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Gawd! I SHOULD have pushed her down!

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check out the amount of people on the Great Wall. Very fun meh?

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There were like a row of these chains and locks lined up on the first 10 feet of both sides of the Great Wall. And me, being the dumb tourist that I was, decided to go buy myself a lock to add on to the chain as well.

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They were selling the locks at the souvenirs shops and I wanted to get one. But daddy stopped me. Told me not to waste money worr. Fucker.

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But later, when I asked our personal tour guide what the locks signify, she explained to me. Apparently, married couples come here and put these locks on to show each another that they are locking their hearts together as one.

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KNN! Thank goodness me no buy lock and lock one there, man! If not, I would have locked my own heart away and not share it with anyone else. Phew....close call.

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Okay, daddy, you NO fucker anymore. Me lup you long time =)

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@ Temple of Heavens with my loved ones

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@ WangFuJie Street - deep-dried crickets and scorpions

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yes, these are the lizards you see on your ceiling every night

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madness came over me. I had the cricket and scorpions. they taste a lot like Twisties.

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dongting dack tonguo, anyone?

I think it's Duck Tongue. Yeah, they need PR desperately

drunk on the flight back. i dont even remember taking this picture.

ANNUAL DINNER @ AVANTI, SUNWAY

MamaYen and I were late cause we rushed to Hartamas to get our hair done. I wanted a simple, elegant look.

They gave me the punk rock chick look *femme sighs*

pearls, rocker chick & mamayen

FAREWELL ALLY SWEETIE

BigSisterAlly's going off to Adelaide. So we had the farewell dinner at Wong Kok Char Chan Teng in Leisure Mall last night.

BigSisterAlly and little Gabriel

her daughter, Izzy

We gonna miss you. Have a safe trip and we'll come over to visit you whenever we can okay!

Flying off

I DID IT!!!

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I did I did I did I did!!!

Like finally but I did it!

And I'm extremely happy about it!

So happy can die. But I won't die, cause I'm too happy!

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I've RESIGNED!

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Oh yes, I have!

Been waiting to do this for too long now and I'm glad the waiting is over and I can finally fly away from this cage - to a bigger cage >_<'

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But I won't tell you yet where I'll be going to.

Surprise it shall be.

Hahaha!

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BEIJING

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here I come.

two more days to go and I'll be off to see the world!

gosh, I'm feeling so terribly happy clappy today it's nauseating.

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this will probably be my last blog before I go off to Beijing, so be prepared for a photo post when I get back.

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have a great weekend people!

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I do not want to use the word 'busy' to explain my lack of blogs over the pass week but I just can't seem to find any other words to describe my disappearance, so yeah, I was busy.

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Busy doing what, I'm not too sure, but somehow, time just flies by and before I know it, one whole week has gone out the window.

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Things at work has been getting worse and worse and I'm so darn bloody close to slapping the resignation letter accross my boss's face. But I shan't give in to temptation until the right time comes, and so, I shall wait.

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Wait...

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I despise that word so much. So much that it eats me whole and then makes me puke it out. I hate it so much that just blogging about it now is making me turn green and purple. I hate the word as much as I hate lizards! In fact, compared to lizards, I feel that I can kiss one now. And that's how deeply my hatred runs for that word. Wait.

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Because that's what I've been doing this whole week.

Waiting.

Waiting for an answer. For ONE fucking answer. One simple YES or NO.

And until now, I'm still waiting!

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But I know this wait is worthwhile, and that's why I AM still waiting.

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And I sure do hope that the answer I'm waiting for, will be the answer that I want.

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-_-'

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We're flying off to Beijing next weekend!!!

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Yes, me and my sisters and my mummy and daddy. And I'm so extremely excited! It's the first time I'm actually stepping foot into China, and I heard from everyone that everything is cheap cheap cheap in Beijing! So, I'll definitely be shop shop shopping!

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Shopping is good.

It's a good way to mend a broken soul.

And a good way to de-stress.

And I'm extremely stressed-up at the moment.

Therefore, shopping is good for me.

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Another all expenses-paid-for trip with shopping allowance too!

Now, how cool is that?

I doubt I'd get to enjoy these priviledges anymore once I'm married and booted out of the family. Harr harr!

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Fatty will have to stay home and look after Sha-Sha for the week that we'll be away. Good for him. Training before he becomes a father one day. And fatherhood is gonna come soon yah. Like perhaps next year? *winks*

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But that will have to wait till our wedding is over.

And wedding will have to wait till after my Beijing trip is over.

And Beijing will have to wait till next week is over.

And next week will have to wait till I get my answer.

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Just waiting.

Boys & Girls & Cemetary

Went for Cheng Beng on Sunday. My last Cheng Beng before I can happily skip next year's and next next year's and next next next year's (and so on) Cheng Beng forever! *squeals in delight*!

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I know Cheng Beng is a great way to stay in touch with your ancestors, but seriously, dont you think it's a little not very sincere to actually just go ONCE a year and only because it's Cheng Beng???

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And it's even worse when you have to be forced, dragged and threatened to go to the cemetery for Cheng Beng to pay your respects to someone that you don't even know!

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I do respect the fact that these people were my great-grandparents once upon a time ago, but honestly, going there, standing under the hot sun just to wait for your turn to hold the jost-stick, shake it up and down three times, and then walk away does NOT constitute as paying respect lorr.

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So, I may feel a little sad that this is my last Cheng Beng, but I am very very much happier to know that I won't ever need to go for this next year ever again!

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On another note, Fatty and I went to Bangsar to meet up with Gord & Cin for dinner at Nirvana's Banana Leaf. Naturally, they were late, and so, we went for a stroll in Bangsar Village.

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Okok...maybe not exactly a stroll to pass time but more of a stroll to go get something I want.

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I've been wanting this pair of shoes I've seen a long time ago, but it was out of my budget for last month and eversince then, I've been drooling over getting them. It haunted me night and day and it was in my mind every waking second that I knew I just HAD to get them.

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And so, with my pay recently out, we went for that stroll in Bangsar Village. It helped that Gord & Cin were late too.

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And guess what?!! *grins*

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I BOUGHT THEM!

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After dinner, we went to Socials for many many games of pool. And I love playing pool with Fatty cause he always lets me win - not intentionally either.

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So, it was Fatty and me against Gord and Cin.

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At the next table, there was this bunch of girls playing pool too and one of them was wearing a very nice lycra white top paired off with a knee-length denim skirt.

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And as it happened, she had to bend down to aim for her ball with her ass facing directly where Fatty and I were sitting.

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"See lah, baby, I'm a man lah. Tell me lah, how am I suppose to NOT look at that" while looking in the direction of that girl's ass.

"Yah, but she doesn't have a nice face"

"Aiyoh, just cover her face and do it for the country lah!"

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>_<'

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Fucker.

IF IT SHOULD BE

If it should be that I grow weak

And pain should keep me from my sleep

Then you must do what must be done

For this, the last battle, can't be won.

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You, will be sad, I understand

Don't let your grief then stay your hand

For this day, more than the rest

Your love and friendship stand the test.

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We've had so many happy years

What is to come can hold no fears

You would not want me to suffer so

When the time comes, please let me go.

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Take me where my needs they'll tend

Only, stay with me to the end

And hold me firm and speak to me

Until my eyes no longer see.

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I know in time you and I will see

It is a kindness you do to me

Although my tail it's last has waved

From pain and suffering I have been saved.

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Don't grieve if it should be you

Who has to decide this thing to do

We've been so close - we two these years

Don't let your heart hold any tears.

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Taken from a sympathy card sent to us from my CuzRoy.

In memory of Purdita Ho, April 1999 - March 2007.

She's home

For someone who's terrified of the rain, she was so brave to pull through what she went through the past week.

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It was obvious that she was in a lot of pain, and yet, she made no sound, she showed no reaction, and just stayed strong so as not to have us worried.

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It was a Sunday morning when we found her sick, not her usual self, lying lifelessly on the stairs. Her eyes all yellow, her ears, her tummy, all a sick yellow colour, the colour of death. And yet, when we called her name and came close to pet her, she made an effort to wag her tail to show us that she's happy. And we were too blind to notice that she was in pain.

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Daddy came home that evening, after being away in China for a week, and she made the effort to walk down the stairs to greet him, eventhough it took up a lot of her energy and it caused her pain. But she only made it halfway down, before her legs gave way and she collapsed. But she tried.

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Mummy and Jojo took her to the vet the next day, and it was confirmed that she was poisoned. By whom, we don't know, and we didn't care. We just wanted the doctor to work his magic and heal her. But it was too late, the poison was already in her blood and there was no way they could flush it out.

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She was hospitalised immeidately and was put on the drip.

And she stayed that way for 3 whole days.

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The doctor said she has to urine, because if she could do that, her kidneys are still working and she might be able to help herself recover. But three days, there was no urine, no energy, no life left in her.

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I went to see her everyday, encouraging her to urine.

And each time I saw her, I cried.

We cried.

Because it was soooo painful for us to see her like that.

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On the third evening, she couldn't bear to see us sad and so, she tried.

And she managed to urine.

And we jumped for joy!

But little did we know, it was already too late.

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On the fourth day, I spent a whole hour off lunch with her. And when she saw me, she got up and wagged her tail. Imagine my joy and happiness to see her like that. And I thought, she's on her way to recovery!

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I went home and updated mummy and daddy excitedly and they were so happy to hear the good news too.

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And then, Friday came.

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I rushed to see her, even excusing myself from the meeting in the office, after getting several urgent sms-es from Sarah. She went to see her. And she wasn't doing too well.

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They thought that if I went, and she saw me, she might be better.

But when I arrived, and saw her, I lost all control and tears flowed freely from my eyes.

Because what I saw was just too painful.

And I knew, deep in my heart, that there was no way she was going to get better.

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And so I did what I had to do.

I called mummy, and daddy, and Jojo, to come back immediately, to say their final goodbyes to her.

We had to stop her pain.

She was hardly breathing.

She couldn't even stand.

And she was bleeding profusely.

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And there was nothing the doctor could do.

The poison had already damaged her insides, causing everything to slowly rot away, slowly killing her.

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And so, it was on the 30th of March, that our beloved Purdy, was laid to rest.

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She was only 8 years old.

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But she's home now.

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Her ashes and bones are kept in a pure white urn, surrounded by white flowers, on a table where we can see her everyday, and where she can rest in peace, in her own home....with us.

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We will learn to love another, but you will never be replaced in our hearts and in our memories.

And we promise you this.....
We love you soooo much.....