The Post Office Hates Me

I hate Norwegian Post.

Enough said.

My Room, My Haven

I like my room.

It has one big bed. I have 2 bookcases full of my favorite books. I also have my laptop AND internet at the same time! Woohoo!

Not to mention, I have my dressing table, overflowing with makeup and earrings. I have 2 cupboards full of my clothes. And stuff. I also have a television, a DVD player and my PS2.

On my big bed is 2 pillows and a bolster. I also have 3 blankets on it. And a boomarang pillow. The mattress is firm and supercomfy.

My room has a aircon option, which is used freely. Most days anyway.

I also have an alarm clock that sings "it's a small world" when it rings.

Why am I typing this?

It is is because I love my room.

The number one reason why I love my room is because...


there are NO children in here.


None. Zip. Zlich. Nada.


Plus it smells pretty.

















PS. Hating the little shit-take mushrooms at the moment. See what I did there? Made swearing kid friendly. Products of slugs. Hoover dam... them. A hundred smelly chickens!

The Reverse Romance Novel That Is Me

I was sitting down on the bus the other day, (no more public transport soon! :P) and reading a Mills & Boon novel.

I hear the gags and 'why u reading that shit" but, it's brainless and short. Anyway, it was called "Tamed By Her Husband".

Cheesy?

There was no S&M elements to spice it up but here's the story. Bear with me, it won't take long.

Poor rich girl scandal. Poor rich girl sleeps with married man. Runs away. Strong, silent, handsome, bastardy, RICH man has bad impression of poor rich girl, nonetheless, hunts her out for her daddy's sake. She has always loved him. Him always sexually attracted to perfect blonde girl. Turns out poor rich girl doesnt take daddy's money but works as a relief worker. They sleep together. *poof* Girl is virgin, therefore scandal false! They fall in love, not without the guy leaving then returning to confess "I always loved you". They get married and have a baby. While mantaining perfect bodies.

NOW, reverse this. Or anti it. Like Rich Girl to Poor Girl. Perfect Blonde to Normal Chick.

You get the gist.

It's just that someone I used to love keeps popping into my life this week.

He still utters, in a way, what i want to hear. What I used to hope for.

But, too late! I'm gone and I'm out.

I'm not on the lookout for that soulmate or do I wish to become a baby making machine.

All around me, must be my age, people are talking about marriage. I spoke to someone the other day. She insisted since she and her boyfriend had been dating for 2 years, they should go get 'ROMed". (It's the Registry of Marriages for those whom do not know) How old was she?

22.

Just 22.

Yeah, right...

But, if they are happy, it's up to them!

So yes, the reverse romance.

If I find the time to go for my facials, pedicures, manicures and massages, I think then I can manage a partner.

Btw, I haven't been to a facial in almost a year.

The demends of work never end!!!

Long time No blog

I been super busy with work and classes. I am attempting my Trinity Drama Cert, Grade 6.

Work is crazy.

I am earning the money, yes of course. But I am so tired day after day that I have no time to spend it! :)

Am eyeing the new spring '07 calvin klein collection of shoes. Bright happy colours.

Sadly, heels are not used in my line of work. *sigh*

Btw, Fat Louie escaped briefly today. He was caught after much worry, tears and mud.

I'll explain later.

PRESENTING...

Lucifer and Pickles! Pickles is the smaller one and (obviously) Lucifer is the bigger one. They like wrestling as it can be seen here!

The rats get a hammock, why can't I?

Sleeping sleeping lazy rats. Bascially what they do all day! Lazy buggers...

They are both boys (no babies for me, thank you, irregardless of gender or specis)

They are super friendly and love Coco pops.

So, there they are!!!

PICKLES AND LUCIFER!

PS It's Louie for short.

Goals For The Semi-New Year

1. Buy a car! (Almost there!)
2. Buy a car in a normal colour! On a three year loan :)
3. Learn to say "NO"
4. Learn to really say "NO"
5. Tone down the compassion meter
6. Really, REALLY learn to say "NO"
7. Be able to tell people when I am busy
8. Not get so caught up in what people think
9. Save enough for a trip to Norway. And be able to travel and eat. $20 for a bus ride? X(
10. Not buy so many shoes!
11. Must not lose papers connected to work
12. Watch more children's TV

Hey, for the money I'm earning *ching ching*, Barney becomes all worthwhile.

*Grin*

Work And What Not To Name A Child

Hello everyone.

Work has been consuming my life. Ah, the pain. So the updates will be slower now. So much slower.

I am working 2 jobs so I can soon (hopefully next month, *cross fingers*) afford the downpayment for a car. I'm looking at the Nissan March or Suzuki Swift. If its a March, its NOT gonna be a faggotly blue. If it's a swift, NO YELLOW.

But do I really want a seven year loan? Shall think a bit more.

WOrk, work, work.

I wish sometimes I was unemployed so that I could sleep in everyday. And when I wake up, people are having their lunch breaks. *evil laughter*

I have to clean up my room. I have to clean the house, I have to bathe the dogs. I have so much to do, yet no energy to do it.

So yes, work.

Has anyone noticed that parents in Singapore give their kids the weridest names????? Here is a top ten list of what not to name your precious bundle of overpriced bankrupting 'joy'.

1. Dewey
2. Giselle
3. Kliona
4. Zola
5. Kyrisha
6. Slanue
7. Lyniute
8. LaKyshian
9. Aapplee (not a typo, sadly enuff)
10. Baron

I am not kidding on ANY of these names. Giselle is probably the most normal, if not the most depressing.

And try pronouncing Slanue in a class and not laugh out loud. And, Aapplee is pronounced 'Apple' apparently. In which language? *sigh* Parents, sometimes...

Try pronouncing it, full stop.

So people, Aunty Fern's lesson of the day is, DON'T TORTURE YOUR CHILD.

Give her/him a name which will not cause him too much pain or embaressment. Wedgies in the playground are not pleasant what-so-ever.

Happy Belated New Year!

To all, Happy Belated New Year! The above is a present to all of you. It is a bra I am going to give to my wife. So, all of you, have the gift of X-ray vision. *muah ha ha ha ha ha*New shoes! Bright red shoes, not as if you can't see that.

Okay, Bush is an ass

Spending 6.8 billion on Iraq?

How bout the homeless in America?

All the single parents, the drug addicts, and the really really poor in the States?

Merry Christmas! God Jul!

Onion rings and Christmas make good friends. And masks. Carl Jr's has good food but HUGE servings. Go fried zuccininis!

Debby, Denise and Milla. Big big big 10 course chinese dinner. Typical chinese, fish, sharks fin, cold dish (READ: Lobster), chicken, scallops, sea cucumber, octopus and yummy yummy deserts. My god. Food was too good.

And for simple food. Chicken rice. Normal, non-australian chicken rice. Chicken perfect, rice non-mushy. Chilli sauce, bliss. This is the one at the bottom of Siglap Drive. Near my grandma's place.

So good. And the wanton soup.

SO in the spirit of the holiday, and the feasting to come,

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Animals In Australia

Meerkats! Enuff said. Too cute. I want one as a pet. Or two. Or ten.

An emu. I do not know why they wander free either. I heard they are dangerous as well as delicious. Actually, I know for a fact that they are delicious ^.^

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...

Anyway, many thanks to wifie for the photos. I stole them!!! *muah ha ha ha*

She's coming to Singapore in 2days!

Anyway, despite the fact I talk about my wifie and only her face appears on me blog, I do have other friends.

I just don't know if they would like to be so umm public.

Anyway, soon wifie!!!

Ta ta!