Wil of God

Fucking Wil!! I'm sure Jesse (the 13yo boy) must have learned a lot of words tonight from Wil, as he had promised! Especially fingering & clitoris (don't ask your Dad coz he won't know!).

My my... Again I didn't stop laughing the whole show, even though I didn't understand all of the jokes.

Guess what - I'm about to dip myself into the pool of joke orgies - with Stephen and Danny coming up tomorrow night, I need to strap my jaw to my skull before it falls off!!

worst when

I find myself having a pimple (yes I still have them once in a blue moon, like period, yes) on the area between my upper lips and nose. It's all very Together Again - Everywhere I Go, Every smile I make, I know you are there smiling back at me. Dancing in moonlight, I know you are red, Coz I can see your face, sticking out from me!

What is much worse than feeling the tension on the pimple when I move my lips or shave (oh dear lord), would be if I was having a cold and running nose. Believe me, that's the worst time ever to pick to grow a pimple in that area. The sensation of the pimple exploding everytime you blow your nose is just akin to you looking for a toilet desperately (for #2) in rain when you are late for a job interview. So if you sense that a cold is coming at ya, in addition to the whole bottle of Vit.C that you are gonna swallow, make sure you clean your face well and keep away from oily food.

Now where's my Dalacin-T?

All set

for Wil, Danny & Stephen. There's really not many tickets left so if people wanna laugh please buy tickets now. I'll let you know how I handle two men in one night after Friday. That is, Danny & Stephen. (",)

Dancing Queens

Mom & cousin dance off!!

WWYD

It's Earthday tomorrow. We all have to do something, otherwise there'll be no earth tomorrow.

Look around - have you turned off the lights that no one is using? Have you turned off you computer if you are going away for hours? Have you not used as many plastic bags as you possibly can? Have you sorted out your rubbish for plastic containers, glassware and cardboards that can be recycled? When you do your dishes, do you turn your tap to the max when it's actually more efficient to clean them when the water flow rate is less, as you would use more part of a unit of water.

Lit a candle or two, it's more romantic and cinematic watching TV at home. Save power - save your money and save us from drowning in CO2. I don't think it's helping if people still put a lot of plastic bags into a greenbag while doing their shopping. I need to bring my own tupperware to the market if I want to buy chicken or meat. I really hope that someone will come up with ideas of connecting water from washing machine to the tank where water is kept to flush the toilet. And damn the Body Corporate of my god damn apartment, I think you need to change your rules to allow people to hang their clothes on their balconies. First of all it's their balcony - no one invites you to look at their undies. Secondly, isn't it more energy saving and less polluting?

Lastly, have you changed your light bulbs to energy saving ones?

the Hard part isn't over yet

Now the hardest part is to write something in the cards.

If anyone wants me to do their Father's/Mother's/boyfriend's/girlfriend's/baby's/BFF's birthday card, D-O-N-'-T come to me! Unless, of course, if we struck a sinful deal which would be only between U-N-I.

Just a little bit of

Was a little down today. Didn't do quite as well as I would have liked in CT8 but hopefully I'll scrape through. The supposedly after-exam adrenaline-producing shopping spree didn't quite cheer me up. As the exam-and-fruitless-shopping headache snowballed further I decided to call it an arvo and got home. No 300 for me at the cinema tonight either - a bit disappointed 'bout that.

Nonetheless I have got place to vent my frustration. Ta-dah! I sat down and brainstormed for ideas to make cards. Cards for Father's and Mother's days. So early I hear you ask? Not early lor, I always don't have time in May and June due to assignments and exams. Oh god, Mother's day is in fact less than a month to go people! Haul ass and go get something for you Mom already!

So Dad will get the first <3 and Mom second. And it's not just the <3's that they are getting. In fact, each of them will be attached to a card that I haven't conjured yet as my ingredients have just run out. These <3's will be made detachable as they are meant to be combined and framed away! Of course I won't leave the surface that comes in touch with the <3 to be left blank. I'll fill the space with family pictures. Nice eh?

Of course I won't expect my parents to be able to guess the grand design. Afterall, it still depends on the puppet master (i.e. ME) to bring the climax to the show. Can't wait to see the excitement on their faces and to hear the praises too!

If I aint got U

I saw this lady yesterday while crossing the street to catch a tram going back home. A familiar face. A face I hadn't forgotten. A brave face. She was blind. I was on the same tram when I first saw her last year. I gave her my seat. And I remember I felt very happy doing so.

She is a blind person. But she can still see. She still walks the walk we walk everyday. She trams, she crosses the road without help, she does it (I assume) every day, just like the next person. She holds out her cane and welcomes every challenge in her way.

I spotted her as we were going in the opposite direction - we were going into the tram each of us had just got off. And we were waiting for the traffic light to turn. As I walked to my tram stop, my sight never left her. I even stopped, in case she tripped and no one stopped. I felt like screaming for people to stop for her. I felt like I needed to help her somehow.

But she needed none of those. She didn't need the world to stop for her as she was able. She followed the trail and stopped right in front of the tram. She got on the tram just fine. And she always got this calm smile on her face. Such bravery. I think I'm welling up.

I burned my palm today. Was too careless. Had a wok and a frying pan on the stove. I placed the handle of the pan near the wok, which blocked me from seeing the handle. So after I stir-fried some vege and wanted to shift the pan, I had forgotten than the handle was also "fried" somehow! And my left palm got a 20-sen coin burn mark. Luckily sis had brought some burn medicine from home and I applied it immediately to sooth the pain.

It got me thinking while taking my shower - after much contemplation. And in the shower I tried not to use my left hand at all. Again I got struck by the possibility of me having no left hand or hands. I wouldn't be able to even soap my armpits! See, if you haven't got your left, what are you going to use to clean your right armpit? And say you don't have your left palm, how will you clean your right hand?

I'm so happy that I can still appreciate what I've got. There are people who are so much less, physically, than I am. Yet they still manage, somewhat better I dare say, than I do.

I'll think before I complain next time.

my confesSin

OMG I lurrrrrve the hair!! Should I print this pic and bring it to Yudai?

World's Sexiest Beaches

Oh god...beaches. Which one do you dig? I think I like the shot taken of the beach of JOSE IGNACIO, URUGUAY.

Holiday holiday - come to think about it, I seldom dream about going on a holiday. Damn!