Justina's Birthday

group pic...
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

We just passed Justina's birthday. Happy Birthday chick!
So much awaited pictures.
Here they are.

Check out the photoset at Flickr.

Road Trip & the 1st weekend without mom & sis

Sometimes, people need to let go. I got "buttered"* on Friday night and went off to Zouk with Jeannie and my good ol' friend Wenxiong. buttered* is a term a friend came up with ... which meant we headed down to butter factory. The night went alright. We'll have more drinks to come. I got home, barely got rested... and then went on this whirlwind 300km plus roadtrip to KL, with Angie.

I suspect i'm nuts. I slept barely an hour while she drove, and having to drive for the 2nd leg of the roadtrip. It's wild, crazy and you know what... i love it. I love being unconventional. That's me. Of course, in KL, i shopped like crazy. Mostly the usual stuff i enjoy : shoes ... shoes... shoes. I had fun at The Loft in KL. Nice place, but i seemed to realized the bars in KL doesn't play the usual stuff i'm used to. Or maybe i'm going to the wrong places. Can someone tell me where i should go?

I got back on Sunday evening, and rushed to meet my friends at Siglap. While we sit there, we decide

Oh an interesting anecdote:
Angie commented to me that she finally understands why girls totally hate me, while we were driving back to Singapore.
Reason : I'm obnoxious. I'm unafraid of being myself, strutting around in berms & tees, and just screaming my head off. Of course, it takes effort to be the "uncut" princess within like a diamond waiting to be discovered underneath the rocks. And at the end of the day, i don't really care what people thinks of the uncouth impolite spoilt bratty me. You know what...I love being me

sporty me

Ben just told me my soccer post was a bit off. He's a lil' thrown off with the sporty side of me. Then again, i see that as questioning my knowledge of football. Well, in fact, i don't really know. I only know i am born in Singapore, grew up in Singapore & SoCal, so of cos, innately i am very Singaporean-ish and heartlander, thus punting is in our blood. 4D, toto, big sweep... and now football. Woohoo...

I may not be a sports freak. In fact, i don't like team sports a whole lot. I love individualistic sports like running, or swimming. Funny thing is during school days, i do better in relay teams. So now individualistic sports does it for me : swimming or running ... or driving.

I just came back from KL from trackday. It's been fun. I am starting to enjoy track driving way too much, and learning to overcome that fear of taking turns much faster. I did a mini fishtail that left me shocked. Yep, after that i held back. I smoked my brakes. But they're stock standard, so who knows. It may just pave the way to better things ahead. I got off to a rough start in the morning, driving that awful coupla hours up to Sepang. Feeling extremely grouchy, in the morning of cos. i've got pikchers to prove for them. You can't help that feeling, cos you had barely 2-3 hours of sleep and then driving with extreme care & caution on the road. Being the only chick that's driving, of course, the guys were sniggering. A friend told me my outfit is so not FIA approved. You know what? I don't care. The track's too hot for me to wanna put on teeshirt and stuff. Keyword : skimpy. The outfit worked out well, since i saw the guys sweating buckets. Nonetheless, I had so much fun, but it seems i might have to skip the next trackday. Argh... drive me nuts. I need my rush...

I did have fun, hanging around my friends... and of course, laughing over silly things. And of course, with my sis. And definitely, my ride...

World Cup Season...

World Cup season. A month long of festivities that rolls around once every four years. It can only result in a huge group of soccer widows* or a bunch of guys who get so bored cos the rest of their male buddies are all into soccer.

Soccer is commonly known as football, local (Singapore) lingo. I started watching football when i was in Secondary School. I stopped watching football, when i moved to US to complete my college education. It was then football took on a whole different meaning. To some, it's just the same bunch of guys dressed up in their suits lined with padding to cushion the tackling, hurling a ball. No goal keeper. Just run, yards and yards, without anyone hitting you down. It's almost like the Kiwis' rugby. But of cos the Kiwis will disagree.

Now i'm in Singapore. Football has become the once-familiar term again. 11 men on a team, two teams running after a black & white ball, with a goal keeper being the only one able to touch the ball with his hand. Yea well, go figure. I don't think i will want to be a soccer widow*. The term Soccer Widow was coined by the media and of cos, the general masses. It is to describe women who are deserted by their boyfriends or husbands or other halves for football. No way am i going to sit there being deserted by any boy for the sake of soccer. Of course, there are the guys who get deserted by their girls so the girls can watch football. I think the camaderie whereby you don't need words to pact together. There's an ad on tv that describes that. Football brings the world together.

Football season is here. So whatcha waiting for? Get off your seats and start watching.

Happy Birthday to the Gemini babies...

1stly , Happy Birthday to Dennis... who gave a puking performance at Eastside. heh heh !

And 2ndly , to my dearest Kimbo, Yul Gin, Stefan, June and Jolene. It was fun at esmi, and of cos, watching the kick off match of the world cup. More matches to come....See you guys again soon.

Singapore Business School versus. The rest of the world

Amidst the furor of the slew of advertisments by foreign agencies hired by Singapore's very own National University of Singapore (NUS), about Singapore Business School, i can't help but provide my two cents worth. By now, i am sure everyone has seen the ads.

The power of advertising is that phenomenal. You have to give credit to the brains behind the ads. Afterall, it provided a talking point among a bunch of Singaporeans. They get talked about via tv (through their ads), through papers (i vaguely recall The Straits Times wrote about the chuckles and dismay over the ads), through blogs (you can find a lot of them at tomorrow.sg), through podcasts (the infamous Mr Brown show). The ad company were pushing for airtime they have paid for, and in return they are widely talked about. That is the power of media. And with that, there's an increased in exposure for the ad as well as NUS / Singapore Business School.

I've been thinking about where i should do my MBA for some time. I've considered the common US Universities like Stanford, Berkeley, UChicago, Northwestern, Upenn, etc. Or even back to my alma mater : Purdue. Or even back closer to home : UCLA or SC.

I've moved back to Singapore for about five years. I still consider US very much where my home is. But so does Singapore. And you know what... because of the coverage of the media, i have sat up to think, and maybe i will consider Singapore Business School. Afterall, it's Top 30 for their Executive MBA programs. I can stick with everyone i love back in Singapore, while finishing up school. Besides, comparatively, the expenses are like almost a quarter or one-fifth of the fees i will have to pay back in LA.

I guess i'll have to decide...

What can i offer?

I got tomorrow-ed for that Pragmatism post. And of cos, with the post comes trackbacks and of cos the voices of both the male & female population. A lot of which prompted me to wonder what i can offer. So let's see, i'll start listing them now :

• Cook
  
• Clean
• Sew
• Bakes a mean set of chocolate chip cookies
• Smart, Intelligent, Witty, learning very well to keep quiet when by her man
• Demure, gentle, kind
• Great care giver to the elderly and kids.
  

The list could go on & on. But that is just not me. I don't have any of the virtues / characteristics / criteria as above. I agree with the readers & people who commented that this is a two way street. To the ones who love me, i may be priceless. To the rest of the world, superficial me is just the b***h that you would love to hate.

I believe i can't offer much to those who knows me superficially, but a lot more to those that i am close to. I do think i am the absolute best gal pal any guy can have. I am direct, blunt, pragmatic (the magic word!?!), but yet i still hold that girly sense that i know girls can really have a whole spectrum of mood swings. I am an absolute b***h for highlighting what i believe would be the truth. I am also selective to what kind of friends i have, i am also snotty & bratty. But i am sure my family, friends & clients should know me better.

So what can i offer to my other half? Let's just say, he would agree it's worth more than any amount of money can buy.

Choosing life partners

I realized that time has really flown greatly. I am no longer the 18 year old that i can claim. My friends are getting married; my relatives are getting married. I've been attending wedding dinners for three weekends in a row. Gawd! Is it a sign that i should get married too?

Another sign came when a close friend sent me an sms regards to pragmatism and love. I have always been a very pragmatic person; realism over the undefinable things in life such as love. Between love & bread, of cos it would be nice to have a balance. I have always felt women are generally a materialistic bunch, me included. And never once looked at men being materialistic. I don't think i am materialistic, i think i'm being realistic. All i want is a roof over my head ( a real roof, not just an ordinary ceiling with neighbors trottering their feet & drilling their walls at 9am on a saturday morning), a car (let's just say i can't drive a Kia), and of course, my handbags & shoes. Am i unrealistic to ask for a man who can pay the expenses of my kids & my roof? I can jolly well pay for my car & my fashion garbs. But the ideal is spending more time with my kids, than to go out and work. Isn't that what men would want their women to do?

Oh, we do have to stop at the line of the whole Male Chauvinist Pig, versus the Feminist. I don't deny i am feminist... and my theme song is prolly "Independent Women". I dislike having to follow through rules set forth by men of their ladies. Like duh?!? I too have earning power, why should i subject to the fact that you want me to keep mum over your requests of scrub the bathroom floors or following your mom to the market? Then again, some friends would think the song "Gold Digger" works way better for me.

Whatever the case is, i am realistic. But men... should never be. So how do men search for the one? Is it out of sheer attraction? Physical attraction? Emotional attraction? It has been brought to my attention that more and more men out there are choosing their brides based on their earning power and willingness to contribute to the household income. Well, that's something new to me. Totally blasted my Traditional view of a family (men pay, we take care of kids ideology) out of the window. I have always thought they would choose someone they are happy with, regardless of the girl's background. I know, certain pre-req must be met, like equal or lower educational background, doesn't do drugs or drink abusively, doesn't abuse husbands (i am guilty of being abusive to my other half. heheheh). But i guess i was wrong when someone told me otherwise that it just doesn't mean you make me laugh the hardest equate to me wanting to marry you, there's a lot more.

A friend told me he has two choices between two girls. Yes he loves both chicks, what a slut he is. Ok, moving along, it's between someone who makes a "perfect wife", has a stable career and job, will do most stuff for him, and then another one who's more offbeat, down to earth yet atas (high class, for those who don't know), street smart, energetic and initiate stuff. That is just heaven & earth comparison, to him that is. And he doesn't know where to start. Who does he turn to? The pragmatic slut me. That term was coined by him for me, cos i'm so realistic about everything. I always thought the term of financial stability doesn't work for most men. They all want a trophy wife. The wife that is sweet to the parents, yet a wild child when with them. Nothing of a financial sort. So when more of my friends told me yes they want to look for someone who's more financially independent, i sat there stunned and dumbfounded. Money Money Money. Not just that, the wife has to be hot. This is the time that calls me to scream " SIMI SAI... ai lui ma ai hot... SIMI SAI". Oh did i also forget to mention polishness is a must? No swearing, being an absolutely darling to his family & friends. Throw in a good cook & cleans the house, without even bitching a bit. Goodness, how the hell am i going to meet up to the requirements set forth by men these days?

Ohhh ... so much for my happy ending.
Do they even have as much of what women want, to begin with? Hmmm, notes to ponder.

Anyone with alternate views?

After a week long...

Jean & Me
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

The weekend has passed. After a week of being sedated over a cocktail of drugs for my cold, my throat infection & of cos being put on antibiotics, i decided to head out, after a wedding dinner with my family.

I met Jean past midnight on friday. And had a couple of drinks (ang moh liang teh*) to celebrate that end of my medication. Went to MOS, ended up feeling quite sleazed up frankly. Sheesh... But nonetheless, it was with Jeannie, my best mate. So cheers to that.

I walked out from the entire Saturday packing my room, and not heading out... But i doubt that would help to cure my illness. Today's like tuesday, and i got started on my second batch of drugs.
Craps... i ish still velly velly sick.

meme : twenty four...

write a post with 24 weird facts/things/habits about yourself (not in chronological order)

Ok... everyone's doing it...
so i'll try it out myself too...

1. I am born with a sharp chin, thus i look like i have a flat face.
2. I hate durians... really thiiissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss much.
3. I am lactose intolerant but i love ice creams & milk shakes... I may puke after eating, but heck, let's do it again.
   
4. I have a huge appetite for handbags & shoes. Last Count : bags > 50, shoes > 50
5. I have lazy eye ... my left eye has astig about 100 degrees, my right astig 375 degree.
6. I have too many white tank tops for my own good : more than 20 pcs.
7. I curse a whole lot for a girl. Despite having grown up in a zero-vulgarities-tolerance family, i curse. Thankfully i have cut down a lot.
8. When i was 13, i hurled a punch at this chick who called me names in the school toilet. Thankfully, she ducked.
9. When i was 17, i flunked my written theory for driving license like 5 times. Thankfully, i passed my practical the 1st time through. I also passed my Singapore Basic Theory for Driving like the first time. So don't worry.
   
10. I adore Hello Kitty. I got Hello Kitty handphone accessories, plush toys, vanity mirrors, hair brushes, face mist, tissue boxes cover, stickers, fan, night light, alarm clocks, airplane models, purses... and beat this ... HELLO KITTY REAR VIEW MIRROR for my cabrio. Even my friends have to buy Hello Kitty plush dolls for me for my birthday back in college. These days, i tone down my addiction.
    
11. My 1st Computer is a Mac (the days of green & frogger rules). My current computer is also a Mac (thankfully color & frogger in color rules).
12. I got "race" blood in me. My dad has it, My mom has it. My dad once came home all bloodied from racing in his bike, thus he forbid us girls to ride a bike ever. My mom likes to go nuts driving, in Singapore roads no less... let's just say it's fast. Me... i just like to drive.
13. When i was 3, i swallowed a 50 cent coin, while playing with the neighborhood kids.
    
14. At that age of 3 when i swallowed the 50 cent coin, I had to go for my very 1st xray... along with my mom (who's heavily pregnant with my sis).
15. I switched two kindergardens, and never attended play school.
    
16. I graduated before i turn 21
17. I had a wild time in college... drinking before i turn 21 every weekend... which is like illegal back in the US.
18. I have a pillow which i had since i was a kid, even till now. I travel with it. I can't sleep without it.
    
19. I don't eat any fruits... except for apples.
    
20. I have toes which looks like fingers... except they are short.
    
21. I am a lazy chick. I hate to shower; if i can avoid it, i will... The same goes for makeup, if i can avoid it, i will... I thrive on being comfortable.
    
22. I spoke not a word of english before i turn 4. Especially well versed in Cantonese. but i am hokkien
    
23. I love chilli since i am very young. like really young, and i can't live without it.
24. My two front teeth are patched up. I broke it once at the swimming pool when i was below 10 yrs old... and another time before i turn 12 , while racing BMX bikes at home... DRIFTING with my teeth hitting the tarmac.

I finished my twenty four... this is torturous...

I ish still velly sick

Ahhh chooo... turns out the cold has finally appeared. I am having a nasty cold, and it is worse than two days ago. Body aches are gone but then again, my nose feels like crap. And it's the weekend, and i still feel shitty.

Ok, today marks the start of the Great Singapore Sale. What's there to buy? Hmmm.. GG5 is having their own sale, but 20% off current stuff, and more discounts on past seasons. Mphosis is starting theirs on friday. Mango's abt to start, so i heard from my grapevine, and hmmm... Gucci. I think that's the one i'm waiting for.

Today is the screening of X-Men. Yep, the 3rd installment of the comic series. It's interesting. Well, make sure you stay till after the credits. I didn't, so now i have to rewatch it again.

ahhh chooo... time to sleep...

I ish sick...

I am feeling very under the weather. Dammit... ! This sucks...

Eddie & Ross' wedding dinner

EDDIE & ROSS ...

The dinner was beautiful, and was held at Fort Canning Green, by Legends. It was outdoor event, amidst the greenery. There was a live band playing, hired from Wala Wala (a pub in Singapore, famous for its live bands). This was the first wedding i ever attended that is outdoor and had a live band churning out songs like Vertigo, Video Killed the Radio Star...And that is just extremely fun & awesome.

And of course, Eddie and Ross are now married. I met Eddie less than a year ago. Before that, i have only heard of his name and his legendary namesake : the devil. Yes, he and alcohol are best buddies, and that includes them menacing all the guys that i know. But it sure has been fun. Ross has always been there for him, and watches him while he gets everyone to drink. Perhaps this is what love is. Acccomodating each other. But i am so happy for them. They look really lovely together.

heh... Cos the boys in my group are his soccerAnd of cos, i always remember the MC saying why it is not coincidence that the Champions leagues just finished, and the World Cup hasn't started, that the wedding is held now. Heh kakis. We were seated right in the front of the entire hall.

My entire drinking group was there. And it has been a fun time. The wines are always been topped up, altho i did hear the beer was a bit flat. I think i overdrank the red wine, and was having this huge headache by the time i got home. Anything else, i can't recall. But i only remember it was fun. And of course, i think we all overdrank. The white wine supply ran out even before the main course dinner was over. I admit i kinda lost track what was going on. I was laughing and giggling the whole way. And that's the way it should be, isn't it? It's Eddie & Ross' wedding night afterall.

I can't wait for this other couple to get married. And i already informed them i'm gonna be the devilish 姐妹. So Janice & Greg... congrats, you guys are getting married. :)

Shanghai 上海

Shanghai
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

I just got back from Shanghai, China and it's been great. I had fun. Above would be the picture of Pudong 鋪東, with the infamous Oriental Pearl Tower 東方明珠, sitting along the Huangpu River. The Oriental Pearl Tower is like a significant symbol of Shanghai, like The Statue of Liberty is to New York City in US. It's huge and just looks very pretty from The Bund.The Oriental Pearl Tower is at the opposite side of The Bund 灘外. The Bund sits on Puxi, which meant the west side of the bank of the Huangpu River.

The office which i was sent to, for my trip, is located at Puxi, along with many other major office buildings and shopping districts. It overlooks a scene from Mission Impossible : 3. Well, if you need to know which scene, please email me. Puxi is home to many major tourist spots like Xintiandi, Cheng Huang Temple and not forgetting, the infamous Xiang Yang Market.

Xintiandi is alike to Singapore's Clarke Quay, with its bustling nightlife and lil' pubs, as well as the usual Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf and Starbucks. The price of a cup of latte isn't cheap, it comes at 15-30 rmb, but that's a lot considering the average wage in the country. The weather in Shanghai is very nice, averaging at 14 degrees celsius to about 22 degrees celsius, when i visited. But a lil' rainy. So sitting out in Xintiandi, sipping my Bailey's made me feel really good, with the combi of cold weather, and a nice warm drink.

Cheng Huang Temple is one of the oldest structures around, and combines a blend of modern and historic culture of Shanghai. Shanghai has always been known to be kinda historic yet modern in its structures to its way of life. Cheng Huang Temple is interlinked with yuyuan garden, which offers a fare of Shanghaiese food as well as lil' oriental trinkets & momentos for the tourists. In the area of Cheng Huang Temple is historic structures, but within yuyuan gardens, you find Starbucks & Dairy Queen. It's like whoa!

Xiang Yang market needs no introduction. The only sad part is it's about to close come June 06. It is afterall a market filled with many interesting buys. I shan't bother to elaborate. Cos i'm sure everyone knows.

Overall, i am starting to like China, whether it's Beijing or Shanghai. It's mysterious, and alluring. There's nothing not to love about Shanghai especially. The food, the accessibility, the stuff. It's now seemingly easy to assimilate into its culture and soak it all up. I can't wait to go visit again. And of course, i miss my 哥哥 Dennis...

北京 Beijing ...

I just arrived back from Beijing. Man, it has so many changes since the last i visited, about 3 years back. I don't have the luxury of having a travelling companion, as this was a business trip. I had to go resolve some network & equipment issues.

It has changed significantly since i last travelled to Beijing. My work site is at 健外ＳＯＨＯ, right at where the World Trade Centre is. Area : 國貿。Everyday i would travel to work on the subway system from 西單 (Xidan). Everyone has this preconceived notion of how dirty China is, especially for someone who has lived in Singapore for a number of years. But it's SO NOT. I love it so much. The surrounding temperature is cooling. You can get away with wearing a light sweater. But Beijing being Beijing, the weather is very erratic, one minute you can run around in a tee, the next you need a coat.

健 外ＳＯＨＯ is made up of a couple of blocks of offices, alike to Singapore's biopolis. Phase 1 is completed, and Phase 2's construction is around 70% done. Everything you need will be in that cluster : food, supermarket, travel agency, including a Starbucks. Being SOHO, there are a couple of units whereby people do actually live & work out of their units. There are also an influx of Caucasian people working in the cluster. Singapore's very own Capitaland's group has also built a couple of work blocks very close to SOHO. It is proof that Beijing is really evolving.

The food this time round wasn't too oily. Since i travelled alone, i spend my meal times alone. I decided to venture to Wang Fu Jing. They closed off a portion of the road for people to walk around, leaving enough space for like police cars & tour trams. Wang Fu Jing has many little shops, from your regular Giordano, to Metersbonwe, to a couple of locally owned departmental store. At the start of the road, there's a huge mall that caters to the well-heeled crowd, having Max & Co, Tiffany's & the likes as its tenants. Truly a sight to marvel at.

The saving grace was i had a really plushy hotel room. I got the rest that i've been yearning for. Overall the trip is an eye-opener. Much has changed over the years. When i took the subway from my hotel area to my work site, it doesn't feel as though i was in an unfamiliar grounds. Perhaps that's a sign of the times. Perhaps it's a sign that i should relocate. Whatever the case is, i have another work trip coming up. SHANGHAI , here i come.

Birthday for April...

Birthday for April...
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Happy birthday April...
It's a wee bit past due blog. Sorry.

But we did have oodles of fun, right? girls?
Never bring a bunch of girls together...
Cos we bitch , we slap each others' asses, and freaks the shit out of boys.
Hmmm... sounds kinky. I think so too.
Heh heh... till the next birthday comes along...

Beauty or brains.

I was browsing through the papers today and came across witty Edwin Yeo's article " There's a reason it's called a 'beauty' contest" on 17th April 06 TNP. Entire article as per below :

IF you have followed this column faithfully over the years (yes, the two of you in the back there), you know that this is my favourite time of the year.
Yes, it's Miss Singapore Universe time again.
So you sit there thinking to yourself, exactly how many times can he tell the same jokes about Miss Singapore Universe?
Yes, truthfully, there are only so many times you can talk about lorry accidents, and it's been quite a few years.
Luckily, this year, the emphasis has been on brains over beauty, because 'who says we're bimbos' is such a new tagline.
The big deal, as it turned out, was that none of the supposed brains made the top three of the contest.
Duh. A retard could have told you that.
Last I checked, this was still called a BEAUTY contest, not a BRAINY contest.
But that does give me a great idea though.
Why don't we gather all the Miss Singapore Universe contestants and put them on the game show, Singapore's Brainiest Beauty Contestants?
It would go something like this.
Cheryl Fox: 'At what speed when a motorist is travelling will the cops issue a parking ticket?'
Contestant (quickly buzzing in): '150kmh! But they should go slower on weekends, especially when using the underpass.'
I just had a conversation with a female friend earlier this week. This is how our conversation went.
Me: 'You know what, I think I should start dating Ah Lians.'
Her: 'What? Why?'
Me: 'They're much simpler, far less complicated than all you western-educated women.'
Her: 'But what about intelligent conversation after sex?'
Me: 'Oh please, it's over-rated. All you really need is to light up a cigarette and get ready to go again.'
Her: 'Neanderthal.'
But she knows I'm not wrong. Back in the old days, it was so much simpler. All you had to do was club them on their head and drag them to the caves.
Brainy women were not much use back then, mostly because they would know how to avoid the clubbing.
We've come a long way. These days, we go to a club and drag them back to our homes, and that usually only works with the less brainy ones.
The brainy ones still know how to avoid the clubbing. Fact is, thousands of years of evolution later, they are even more honed than before.
This is why, despite all my jokes about the Miss Universe winners, I've always had the greatest respect for them.
You see, I realised a long time ago that women control the world. Women, especially the beautiful ones, control the men. So what if they don't have scholarships with A*Star?
At some point in a man's life, he would probably have had a similar conversation with his partner as the following:
Woman: 'Go on, dear, eat the fruit. It'll be okay.'
Man: 'But baby, God said we can't.'
Woman: 'Who do you want to listen to? God or the woman who's going to take you to heaven and back tonight?'
Man: 'Give me that damned fruit.'
That, of course, is the oldest story you will find which proves that women with beauty, not brains, will always end up winners.
After all, how smart could Eve have been if she listened to a talking snake?

I just can't help but laugh over it. My name is Eve, in case no one knows by now. As the last sentence in the article puts "how smart can i be if i listened to a talking snake?", i am really not smart. Despite being academically inclined, i do boast two degrees, but i prefer to be known as an airhead, or a bimbo, more often than anything. I subscribe to the school of thought of 傻女人都是可愛的. Brains do not necessarily equate out to success. I guess it helps you to get that lil' headstart. But the women CEOs of today all boost academic results along with looks, ain't it? A beauty contest would always be a beauty contest. The smarter ones would get away, but combined with that slight bimbotic-ness and beauty, it can be a deadly potion.
Beauty or brains? Take your pick. I know i'm beautiful, smart & somewhat bimbotic.

Sun, Sand & The Sea

Sun, Sand & The Sea
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Back from Pulau Sibu (also known as Sibu Island) , off Johor, Malaysia. I'm sunburnt but happy. I managed to spend some time with my gfs, and of cos, to celebrate April's birthday. I remembered contributing a blog entry for April just last year. And now it's yet another year. Dammit.

Anywayz, back to our trip. It was a 3 day trip for the Good Friday long weekend. I staggered to go to the trip, having returned home a bit smashed on Thursday. But upon reaching the place, i felt absolutely great. The water was clear, cool and extremely inviting. The sand was really fine. It was a place where you can just stroll around in your bikini all day. And it's a tiny island which you can just walk around & cover within two hours.

We went to trek around the island. It was a 60 minute trek session. But it nearly killed me. It'll top the list of my worst adventures followed closely with the HSBC Tree Top Walk at MacRitchie Reservoir, Singapore. I saw baby sharks with black dorsal fins, swimming in groups of 2 or 3. Saw a huge ass millipede. I managed to snorkel for the 1st time! Yeah baby! Oh and i scare the daylights out of my friends, when i hum the anthem to Jaws, while snorkelling and looking at the beautiful fishes & corals. Hahaha, it was funny though, i just wanted to see whether by the tunes of Jaws would freak the fishes out. My friends who were out snorkelling with me were laughing and shouting my name when they realized i'm playing a fool in the middle of the sea. Yes, i'm silly.

I can't wait for our next trip to some beach resort. Oohhh yeah...
I love it this time round... and it's quite an escape and different from our daily ruckus. And i truly enjoy myself ...

the one where you have to complete the sentence...

Found this off some bloggers, and thought i should just do it.

1. My ex is: funny...
2. Maybe I should: consider getting a boob job (for real this time!!!)
3. I love: tons of handbags, shoes ... and of cos, supercars and import and american cars... and errr, vintage cars, and cars.
4. I don’t understand: how some people can't think logically
5. I lose: my stuff time to time, only to find it back the next day / week.
6. People say I’m: crazy
7. Love is: when both of you can bitchsmack the daylights outta each other.
8. Somewhere, someone is: thinking of me (i wish...)
9. I will always: buy new clothes if i go out and shop.
10. Forever is: when you’re dreading something
11. I never want to: be too poor that i can't afford another pair of shoes.
12. I think the current US President: should just step down. Save my country, you fool.
13. When I wake up in the morning: i will lie there wondering what time it is, and my duties for the day.
14. My past is: awesome, packed with beautiful memories of Purdue, growing up, and my friends.
15. I get annoyed when: i get a nagging feeling that i can't finish my work.
16. Parties are for: every weekend. Weekday partying should be kept MINIMAL.
17. My dog is: in my mind, it should be a schnauzer or a chihuahua... and can sit into my handbag anyday.
18. My cat is: far far away, i choke on furballs dude.
19. Kisses are the best when: you least expect it.
20. Tomorrow: is WORK DAY, and means i have to go to work
21. I really want: to own a nice beach house off my old place in Redondo Beach area.
22. I have low tolerance for people who: are late (and keep mum abt being late & the irony since i am always late)... and extremely rude.


Oh what an interesting meme...

Purdue : - My 啊哥 Sanford

Purdue : - My "bro" Sanford
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

This is my 啊哥 Sanford, back from the days of Purdue. Someone whom i cherish & love, despite the days he treat me like shit. He was kind enough to host me through my trip in Chicago, about two months ago. He's someone who i know would fly gadzillion miles just to make sure i'm alright, or if i'm ever in trouble. I miss my other 啊哥 Dennis, who's based out in Shanghai. And it's been years since we 三條友 got together.

I'm now officially worth three hours of Sanford's time. So much for being his best sister. He had to plan a three hour stopover in Singapore... instead of what could have been a day which would include a lunch & dinner at least. Instead we (Gavin, Sanford & me, include my sis in tow) had dinner at Crystal Jade @ Changi Airport, Singapore. Believe me... it isn't funny. From what could have been a Chompz dinner, turning into airport dinner. Ohhh whatever!

Sanford, cheers to you... and a gentle reminder that i am worth 3 hours' of your time only. hahaha, i will remember you for that.

track day...

I had another track day this past weekend Friday 7th April , albeit not as fun as my 1st trackday. But it's still very interesting. Cheers to Axl's friend and Uncle Stephen for the pics. I am the only DC5 this time round, with a bunch of BMWs from z4 to 320 etc, WRX, STi, Legacy GT, Mini CooperS, and of cos, a bunch of evos.

I'm the slowest car on track, horsepower limited, i'm still having only 160hp at crank, plus some auto transmission loss = dude, fugging slow. Some people might think it's a joke, but all that matters is i own my car and i'm happy. Pls don't make me sing the Independent Woman track again. I don't need no man to tell me what i can do or can't do. I paid for it, i'm gonna do whatever i like.

This week, I brought mom and my sis along, to assure them that motorsports is a very safe sport. And most importantly, you learn limitations of your car. And that's very important for daily driving.

I feel that I've improved quite a bit from my last track day. I'm slowly overcoming my fear of bends, & turns. I find that the more laps i do, the better i nail my lines, and the more confident i am of driving. I swear i am gonna do better with each trip. Can't wait till June. Woohooo!

more fridays to come...

This past week marks the beginning of a crazy month ahead. I am having 4 day work week, for a month... till end April. I guess that's something very worth rejoicing. I got myself a brand new gadget. Yes, i'm a bit dated. I bought a navy Motorola V3. Just a V3, not i or x versions. Why? I need a phone that won't crash on me with my 700ish phone numbers, i ruled out PDA phones because i hate the bulkyness, even the Dopod ones can't satisfy me with their sizes. Until i find a way to live with the fact i need a PDA phone, i shall run from one. I need a phone that i can call and sms. And of course, it has to be chic and slim. So V3 it is for me.

I went to bring my lil' red up to Sepang International Circuit on Friday. Yep, it's virgin trip into Malaysia. Boy, i love it. I'm now known as the North South terror, travelling at speeds that i can't just rattle off. Ok, i may be slow on the circuit, but i would just say i had pretty bad experiences with corners before, and it traumatises me. I've been through a car ride back in US that the car nearly flipped. I think i might left my guts where that incident took place. Dratz!

I'm still tired from my trackday. I'm going up for another this coming friday. The following friday will be for my Good Friday getaway. And then i'm off to Shanghai.

Before i sign off, i leave u with pics of me in my Snoopy tee. I love snoopy.

My lil' tribute to Ben & his funny snippets

Ben's a friend of Mr. E, and he never fails to crack me or rather us up with his lil' funny snippets of his life. He's halfway around the world in US, out in California. But he's from the bay area, kinda. He's offbeat, he's funny, he loves cycling, he loves to do outdoor stuff. he's also a geek, getting his PhD, tho i doubt he needs it cos he has permanent head damage already. He hates to conform to today's social norms. Funny thing is he sings for his church choir. *heh heh* it's something i personally find amusing. sorry Ben, i had to laugh.

What he needs is an offbeat chick, who loves outdoors, particularly cycling, ... oh yea, he offers a fast ticket out to US. So girls, lemme know.

Why am i promoting / marketing him? Simple. He's nuts. And i think his mom thinks so too. How do i know? He send me a snippet of his conversation with his mom, when his brother got married over last weekend in Singapore. He chose not to return for such societal BS.

Snippets : ---
MUM: What is wrong with settling down with a nice gal like your brother? Aren't you afraid of dying alone?
ME: Better than dying enslaved.
MUM: *stumped for the longest time*
ME: Hello? Hello?
MUM: I knew it was a bad idea for me to agree to you majoring in English.

I decided to be cheeky and told him i too won't ever send my kids off to learn engrish. I would rather let them learn Hokkien, and be ah bengs & ah lians.

My Hokkien Version : ----
Mom : ka le eh brother sio siang chua chin ka pore zha bor wu simi bo ho
Mom : le ai ka ki si ah...
Mom : chin cham leh...
You : ka ki si ...ho ke zho lang eh ku li si... zhun boh?

Cheers Ben !

TNP

TNP
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

This is the picture that earned me enough talk for a week & a half.

GOODNESS...

a very baby weekend...

If you asked me what i did for most of the week, i have not really done much, i guess. I've been really tired from work. I met friends for afterwork drinks on Thursday. I have dinner with friends on Friday... yums to seafood dinner. I swear the seafood places along East Coast have jumbo crabs, which have jumbo pincer, which works well for me.

The weekend rolled around. There's no way i would go back to work. I need more time to rest & sleep. & i love kids. Yes, little kids, though i cannot think why i would want one. I love kids, just that they can't be mine.

I spent Saturday afternoon with Becky, she's so cute. She's so cute. She does superman moves when i carry her around like superman. Too bad her mom cut her hair till she look like a boy. But she's so uber cute. Judge for yourself.

On Sunday, it's Ashley's 1st month celebrations. To Sam & Gina, congrats. Once again i reiterate, i love kids, just not my own. It's not in my plans for the next 5 years, at least how i see it. I love carrying kids. But i can't handle wailing kids, or babies. I get stuck with babies, and can't talk, move, for fear of disturbing their sleep.

Ahhh... the week is going to start again. Thank God it's gonna be four day week for the next month or so. Yeah baby!

Heineken Green Room : Gang Starr at Helipad

On Saturday, Angie & me decided to go out & play. Of course, the thought of going to a Helipad is awesome. It's afterall a Helipad. How often do we get to visit a Helipad? Of cos, we must go! Jeannie went, but the zZzMonster managed to catch up to her, and made her sleepy. We did have fun taking pikchers, though not as much fun as i would like the night to be.

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Jeannie, Angie & me met earlier in the week to have dinner too. Over sakae... and just laughed and laughed. Although everyone's really tired from working, we realize our meeting is past overdue. We also met with Alfred & Dennis. Alfred's all tied up with his Xbox 360 launch and the Heineken Helipad party. Dennis, is Dennis. I don't know what to say to describe him.

Picnic Picnic Picnic

Call my girls crazy. I do think they are. So since we haven't met for so long, while i was away in States, the saturday upon being back 4th Of March, they organized a picnic just to sit and talk crap. I went off to meet them along with Angie. Everyone was there. I can't quite recall who wasn't. Oh Rulin wasn't, but it's fine. She's always busy, and a newly inducted girlie of the group.

Coming back from sub zero temperatures... to Singapore where it's mostly high 80s throughout the year, i can't help but feel like i'm stuck in a baking oven. And with every step i take, i only feel more exhausted and dehydrated.

It was nice meeting up with the girls. Meihwan as usual was the oddball. When i arrived ( ok, i know i am late for two hours, but i am damn tired so i rest at home first), she was playing the Sony PSP. 2 and a half hours after i arrived, she's still at it. We had to take a group pic while she continued playing pictures. Argh... drive me crazy.

Oh but at least by the end of the day, we decided to go to Sibu Island out in Malaysia to relax, chill and just enjoy the sun, sand and sea together in mid April. Yay... and to celebrate April's birthday. Seeya gurls then. can't hardly wait...

Modern day love

In this time and age, where you see young couples getting together and splitting apart. And the material things in life being one of the considerations of being together. Like i have said before, i ain't going for no broke brother. You can't help but wonder what's love.

I had a chat with this dude who resides out in US whom i shall just address Ben. Ben has always been a cuddle-bitch to many chicks. Perhaps cause he has a good listening ear, and always promise to be there whenever you need him, or his shoulder to cry on. We always have good chats, and i totally appreciate his enthusiasm when i start my rubbish.

Ben: to be honest, I have the hots for one girl. But I am not ready to get back in the game.
Eve: wah seh...and u wanna wait till the cows comes home
Ben: there's no hurry... I expect to live to at least 65 :D
Eve: hahahaha, by then the cow's udders have sunk
Ben: by then, Sony would have invented anime babe versions of the Aibo. :P
Eve: hahaha, and then named it CHABO
Ben: lol
Eve: and u can have Chabo as your wife
Eve: why not .... hahahahaha
Eve: she cooks, cleans, sew...
Eve: all without whining
Eve: and all she needs for pampering is some loving
Ben: hahaa I can do all those myself. haha
Eve: all for a 1 time cost of US $ 999
Eve: call now to Ben at 1 - LOV-ECHABOS
Ben: better not run on (name of OS deleted), man. It will either crash or get infected by some virus and you wake up in the middle of the night to find her cutting your *beep!* off and setting you on fire
Eve: if you call within the next 15 minutes, we'll throw in a "ANTI SHOPPING" software device that stops your chabo from shopping
Eve: enjoy great savings now
Ben: lol
Eve: call now to Ben at 1-LOV-ECHABOS
Ben: SG will definitely ban it.
Eve: i know you love chabo... cos i love chabo too
Eve: hahaha
Ben: no more males for NS
Eve: wah lieuz... creative juice what
Ben: lol
Eve: so buy ChaBo now

At the end of the day, Ben said it should be somewhat the iMac anime chick. Haha. By then, i will need boobs implants, collagen lips, and a whole lot of work on myself before i can outshine the anime chicks. sighzzz

Andrew Da Man...

Before i can continue my posts about my lil' trip to SF, i am forced to talk about Andrew by Andrew da man himself. My trip to SF is really short. I guess there's nothing much to taalk about. So without further ado, let's move on.

So here's introducing Andrew da man.
I met him back @ Purdue during my lil' trip. He wants me to tell you guys he drinks wine like water. We had like 4-5 bottles of wine between 4 of us, that makes us drinking about 1 bottle odd each, of a mix between red & white wine. Before that, Zhuang, Ke Winn & me had a huge ass Sapporo beer during dinner. Andrew is too atas to join us. Ohhh... and Andrew also slides down the stairs ... for me , just for me, really just for me. TWICE! Heh heh, all cause i don't visit Purdue often. Lil' kids are advised not to follow what is read here. Andrew is silly, so he can get away with it. But it goes to show how drunks can be like. Oh... and he's also very much in love with Zhuang, judging from the pictures. So here's more of Andrew.

to Purdue i go...

I spent a good 3 days and a couple more hours out in the Midwest. I should have been given more time, if they had more seats to fly back to Singapore. Shucks. Oh well. I met Sanford, one of my dearest brothers, that i hold close to my heart. And it's been so nice. I also manage to meet a couple of old school mates out in Chicago. Thanks Shawn & Sanford for showing me around Chicago. So while out freezing my butt in Chicago, crazy me decided to drive back to Purdue. Yes, Purdue. My old alma mater. The place where i once had the time of my life. The place i've been ranting about. The place that i wanted to go back to, for the longest time. All because of the Starbucks inside the Union. I am "suaku", so?

The once-seemingly-long route from Chicago back into West Lafayette, Indiana now seems like a short drive, bumping with the rap rhymes of Chris Brown, Ne-Yo, Nelly & Juelz Santana. Armed with a bottle of Coca Cola & a Grande cup of Starbucks Chai tea, i jump into that Ford Taurus. Yes, an old-dude's ride, but still comfy, and it comes with cruise control. So i love that sh#t to bits.

You know you had reach Indiana when you see cornfields... and more cornfields... and more cornfields. Errm, you get my drift. Truly the anticipation of going back my alma mater is something i can't put words to. I guess, the exhileration of going back to the place i met my best mates, and of course, remembering the good ol' days. To the soothing music of Howie Day's Collide, i pulled into my college town, up from the Levee. Yes Purdue. I'm back! I went around and managed to chat with a few of my professors.

The joy when i met my friend Ke Winn. And we reminisced while running about the campus, when i was in school... and over our love for Dave Matthews Band. He into Ants Marching; me into my Crash Into Me (live version, no less). Sorry if i am really suaku gushing over the spanking new Borders / Barnes at the Levee, the nice Krannert (or whatever), the change in my LAEB to BEER building, oh that nice spanking creative arts building sitting on what used to be my parking lot. And of cos that Armstrong Aero Building coming right up. Hahaha, i totally enjoyed myself during that one day trip, that despite losing my bed space to Mr. Andrew. Yes, Andrew, the infamous stair roller of ThePurdueDiaries. Heh heh, and i met Zhuang. The reason why ThePurdueDiaries was born. Whatever the case is, that's history. Who gives a flying fish. Ermm, though Andrew still offered me the honors by showing me his infamous rolling down of stairs. All it took is a couple of red & white wine. Ooh, and i totally remember that fart. Dude! Yucks! And showing up the next morning at 9am to play indoor soccer reeking of alcohol. And then crazily driving 2 and a half hours back to Chicago. Dude! I love every minute of it. It was just so off the usual routine.

I had a wonderful time out in MidWest and Chicago. Over Sangrias in Chicago. Yup, we got high on Sangrias. Peach Sangrias are yummy. Went to some offbeat local places i never been before. Sorry, Ke Winn, but apparently Blogger hates the pikcher where you looked decent, and wanted a pikcher of you in a high mode. Waiting with our freezing butts in Chinatown just to have dim sum. 45 frigging minutes. And i thought we only wait this long out in Singapore. Well, The list of madcaps goes on. Thanks guys for bringing me around, and especially for squeezing some time out to hang out together. Cheers!