pebs and me camwhoring under the flattering yellow hues of the loo at parkway parade on christmas eve. note the very festive green wall. yes.
like we didn’t really care if it was teenybopperish to do so..
or that we’re not acting the way adults should act.
xmas dinner @ caffebar . at my recommendation, with my dismal steak and [...]
christmas 2007 will go down in history as one of the best ever =)
pre-party dinner with tre and company, followed by a “pre-party party” at the carpark behind zouk. you know, the sort with tonnes of booze with car boots doubling up as makeshift bars. which also happens to be the sort which got me [...]
The computer decided to die on me last night. And that made me realise just how very much I am dependant on it. Am blogging from the office by the way.
am feeling very at peace with myself now. indulging in a zen moment… *ohm*
the boyfriend..
mends my clothes..
rubs my tired feet..
throws away his masculinity by kneeling by the road to help me paste a plaster on my blistered ankle..
=)
i say
thank god for tampons!
i’ve always been a user of the traditional OB tampon but a colleague recently introduced me to the tampax regular that comes with a build-in applicator.
**for the ignoramuses/male species: a tampon applicator is something which resembles a miniature toilet roll, which encases the tampon itself. you’re supposed to push the entire [...]
after working my skinny ass off for more than two years, i finally can have a rest.
goodbye fulltime writing, hello freelance!
super long holiday in january in the works. where? california ? london? tibet?!!!!
phew.
conversation of the day -
bf : why are you pinching me?!!
me: because.. da shi teng, ma shi ai (translation: whacking you is a form of adoration, while scolding you is giving you love)
bf: *ponders* ah, then i’ll have to whack you until you’re dead then.
and i’m bent over the keyboard. IN MY OFFICE.
that’s i.. i officially have no life.
i can’t wait for the christmas weekend. suddenly its starting to feel really festive i no longer have to curl up in front of the tv on christmas watchin love actually and feeling miserable!
first, we’ll count down to [...]
nope.. it doesn’t involve any alcohol this time. i swear. but it is equally, if not unhealthier. it is.. a lethal combination of cocoa powder + hot fresh milk + FRESH WHIPPING CREAM.
yes thats right. good creamy whipping cream. straight from the tetrapack.
so fucking good. i love cream so fucking much i could devour a [...]
couplehood is.. great.
still getting used to the idea of saying “meet my boyfriend, donavan.”
