Soooo, I have been sleeping wayyy earlier than my usual time for the past 3 days and I realise that I always wake up in the middle of the night. -___- What is the point, you tell me? Argh. I sleep at 10pm only to wake up at 12.30am or 2am. Dealing with the authorities after Cookie has taken its toll on me and when I look in the mirror, I see a tired face with super-dark rings. And my skin is so dull and sallow, I cannot even step out without makeup anymore. Concealer cannot even cover the dark rings much. Bottomline, I look like crap. Actually it kinda scares me 'cos it's the first time I ever looked this bad as far as I can remember. I need Mario Badescu!

Cookie is currently at a friend's colleague's place and I visit him all the time but I've recently stopped because every time I leave, he cries and it breaks my heart into a million pieces. I always walk away crying my heart out. Some of my friends have seen me, heard me. It's never easy. It's so hard to walk away and keep walking when you hear him cry and bark for all he's worth, just for me to come back. He doesn't know that I will be back for him, all he knows is I'm abandoning him again, over and over. Every time I visit him, he's so happy, jumping up on me and lying next to me on the couch, putting his head on my stomach. And I don't want to have to say goodbye at the end of the day and hurt him again. I got a lot of pictures of him on my visits:

































No matter what time I arrive, I would spend about 4 hours with him there. On the first day, he was nodding off to sleep in front of me but I think he fought it because I was there. He finally fell asleep at my feet:

















I laugh when I see this!:























Going absolutely crazy on the couch:











I love watching him sleep. It's a completely different side of him, the more tame one. Ahaha. And his rubber face is just so cute!:











Extreme close-up just because I'm idiotic that way:



I'm still not used to him not in the house. Sometimes when I'm at my computer and I want to shift positions on my chair or if I drop something, I still turn back to see if he's alerted because he's so nosey and if I ignore him, he'd start barking so I don't like to trigger him in the first place. My sister says she still comes home quietly at night, thinking he'd bark but there is silence. Sometimes I wonder if I sleep so well now because he's not here to bark at strangers anymore. If that is so, then I'd rather forfeit that few minutes of sleep to pacify him and go back to sleep again.

I want to thank Catherine, the lady who offered to take Cookie in. I know he's not been on his best behaviour and he can get a little out of control because he tends to bully other people since he's only afraid of me, but he is such a smart boy and really, once you get past that rebellious streak in him, he's actually a very sweet dog. Yes, even if he does this to my arms:







You learn to forgive when unconditional love is involved. And also thank you to Karen, who's helped us out a tremendous deal and is continuing to do so. I wouldn't know what to do without her help. And to the people who dropped me emails offering to help me with Cookie, I really appreciate it and I'm sorry if I didn't reply to each and every one of you. But know that I know, and I appreciate it a lot.

You know sometimes moments in life happens at the most unexpected times? I didn't even think I'd ever meet a dog like that or have Cookie in my life whatsoever. I even told myself I wouldn't want a dog after Gucci. I think Cookie was meant to be, because I remembered when he first came to me, he fell asleep in my lap. He sat at the corridor and barked at the newspaper delivery man even though I grabbed his muzzle to stop him - he still made these muted woofing sounds, like he was watching out for me and he already belonged. And when he got lost, I actually managed to find him back after 3 long weeks. His name is Cookie, and he's a tough one.

I know that life is unfair and all that, and I'm trying so hard but I just don't know how to make it fair for me and for him. I think I'm not going to update on him much anymore because I want to protect him from all these bad people out to get him. You never know. I've been thinking, and actually ALL of these stemmed from petty neighbours. The other day, my mum asked the next-door neighbour if we could keep Cookie, in an effort to make peace and come to some sort of decision, and he actually shouted at her, "You know who complain or not?! I complain!!" Well dude, we already knew it was you, asshole. When asked if we could keep him, he said, "Not my problem!!" And then he slammed the door. If you said it's not your problem, then why did you complain in the first place, right? Brainless son of a bitch. You tell me, with neighbours like that, who would want to socialize with these dickheads? Again, if for some weird, twisted reason they are reading this, I just want to tell them to leave me and Cookie alone already. Take it as begging if you have to. He's a DOG, he's not a bear or a tiger, I don't let him run into their houses or use their money to feed him - why can't they just leave us alone? Seriously? Is there nothing better to do in their lives? Think about it, man. Those who are concerned about him, rest assured that he is in good hands unless I mention that he's not, which I pray hard I don't have to, ever again. It's very tiring having to constantly live in such fear for his safety.

Moving on, I was just thinking about Cookie and about goodbyes and how hard they are. I don't understand why we have to say goodbyes in life, and why do they call it a GOODbye when it's not even good at all? Recently I've had to say goodbye to someone special because I wasn't given a choice, but things have since been worked out and I really don't want to say goodbye again. Believe me when I say he's out-of-this-world and he makes me want to be a better person, he's all things good in my life and why would someone want to ditch good things, right? Yesterday, he drew himself on MSN:



And I laughed my ass off. I said, "Do you have yellow hair?" And he said, "No, just adding some colour." I cracked up with something as simple as that. And I love it that he makes me laugh. We spend hours and hours talking about nothing at all. Our record MSN chat was like, from afternoon till dawn the next day. Killer or not?!

Not that he is the only goodbye I've ever said. I've had to say goodbye to my dear grandpa who passed away last August, and that was the hardest thing ever. And the world had to say goodbye to Michael Jackson when he left this world leaving a legacy. I recently went to catch This Is It:



Judging from the footage, I know that it would have turned out to be an amazing, amazing show if he'd gone through with it. Actually I secretly teared up like, twice. Hurhur. Hearing his melodious voice still stops my heart for a second. It's like magic.

Last but not least, I also know I'd have to say goodbye to Gucci someday. I noticed he's recently been losing his hearing. Now when I walk into the kitchen and snap on the light to find him sleeping, he doesn't wake up. Not even when I call his name unless I yell loudly a couple of times, then he'd startle awake. He used to lift his head up at the slightest shuffle of feet, but now he cannot really hear anymore. His skin problems keep recurring and he has cataracts which makes him chase plastic bags in the wind thinking they're cats. It pains me to see him this way and there is this recurring scenario in my head of him running around me in circles, something he used to do when he was still young, maybe 3 or 4. I keep envisioning it because he doesn't do that anymore, he walks slowly and doesn't want to go for long walks, he gets tired easily too but thank God I have his dog pram so he can sleep in it. I know I'm trying my best to save Cookie right now but Gucci is ultimately my Number One. He's my first dog, ever. And he was with me all through secondary school, gone through thick and thin with me, you know? If you have a dog or ever lost one, you'd know what I'm talking about. 8th September was his 12th birthday. I brought him to the field and let him chase bubbles. It's his favourite thing to do, and I made a video out of it:



I want him to live to a ripe, ripe old age. xx

I also wanted to mention some random people here but then it's not an appropriate time, judging as how this post turned out. Haha. Maybe another time!

*P.S: I know I haven't been updating too often these days but I'm trying to deal with Cookie and every problem that those feckin' neighbours have been giving me so when I'm a little less tied up, I'd try!

Labels: Cookie, dogs, Gucci, pictures, videos

Can't remember when was the last time I brought Gucci to the beach but ever since Cookie came, I've had to divide my time between the 2 and it's not just all Gucci anymore. And one is very young, the other is very old - they both need an equal amount of attention, which is quite a lot. If I were Gucci, of course I'd feel sad. So I decided to give him a little treat by bringing him to the beach in his dog pram earlier today! My sister came along. I don't know if it's the dog's day out that put a spring in his little paws or if he just loves the beach, but he looked so happy and it in turn made me happy to see him happy. =) Off we went in a cab!:



The cab stopped in front of these - please give these pretty things a name; I don't know what they're called!:



At HK Cafe having a late lunch:





My sister and my baby boy:





He might be old but he's still got that spunk, this old man:







Spotted these while walking along the beach!:



What was that, an eagle?:



Eagles in Singapore? Hmm, I am ignorant. =P

We walked quite a far, far stretch, to be honest. Sometimes I'd put Gucci back in his pram but I think he wanted to walk more than he wanted to be in his pram. We covered the distance from McDonald's past East Coast Lagoon, past Jumbo Seafood all the way to the jetty. It was a long walk, I could feel it in my leg muscles! Me and Gucci:





We sat for awhile at the jetty where Gucci tried to befriend a 10-month-old Maltese named Baby. Baby wasn't very friendly, she was very diva-ish! The lady owner and I had a conversation that made me try hard not to laugh. Because Baby had such white fur, I told her so. Our conversation went like this:

Me: Your Maltese is very white.
Lady: But Maltese are supposed to be white.
Me: I know, but I mean some Maltese look brown and stained.
Lady: Maltese are white, unless they're mixed with sushi.
Me: *trying hard not to laugh*

Sushi? SUSHI????!?!?!?!?!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

............ She meant "SHIH TZU". LOLOLOLLLL. I didn't even try and correct her because I didn't trust myself not to burst out laughing. This is the new equation, yo:



We bid Baby and her owner goodbye and sat at the jetty till the sky turned dark, till Gucci got tired like that:



Sooo adorable, I tell you! I say he's adorable 'cos he seldom does that. And so we took a cab home. I had such a great time. Seeing Gucci so happy made me feel so good. I vow to do this more often! LOVE YOU, GUCCI BOY!!!! ♥♥♥♥♥

Labels: dogs, Gucci, Jeanne, pictures

I was recently given the honour of attending a facial workshop held by ONLYaesthetics using Mario Badescu products. First of all, let's clear the air!

Q: What is ONLYaesthetics?
A: Located in one of the city’s hottest chill-out zones, Holland Village, ONLYaesthetics™ looks set to spice up the hip and trendy quotient there even more. At the centre, clients can expect an uber-luxe setting with the state-of-the-art facilities and a wonderful ambience.

The centre carries a range of award-winning products, all of which have been intensively researched and developed in the laboratory by dermatologists and pharmacists in USA, UK and Korea. ONLYaesthetics™, which is affiliated to the largest medical clinic chain, American Laser Clinic is especially proud of its investment in an array of exclusive, million-dollar equipment and of its innovative beauty and health treatments that work. All treatments here embrace the use of cutting-edge technology.

Managed by medical professionals and affiliated to the largest medical chain of American Laser Clinics, we set apart from any aesthetic centre with the latest medical aesthetic technology, available only to us outside the USA and Europe. With its main branch located in one of the city’s hottest chill-out zones, Holland Village, ONLYaesthetics looks set to spice up the hip and trendy quotient there even more. At the centre, clients can expect an uber-luxe setting with state-of- the-art facilities and a wonderful ambience. ONLYaesthetics is also well-known for bringing in cult skincare brands such as Medik8, Mario Badescu’s Acne and Oily Skin Solution Range & Bath & Body Range, raved by Hollywood's A-List stars!

Q: What is Mario Badescu?
A: For over 40 years, Mario Badescu Skin Care has been known for personalized skin care treatments and products. Our proven line of products helps thousands each day fight acne, treat rosacea, cure teen acne, and help with their aging skin. From cleansers, astringents, and moisturizers to exfoliants and eye creams, Mario Badescu Skin Care offers a comprehensive array of products for all of your needs.

I met Neha, the skin-care consultant and she was really professional in hearing about my skin woes and giving solutions to them:



I wasn't the only one who had questions; Nadnut, Fay Hokulani and Cordelia were also there, amongst others!:



With Nadnut and Hazel:



Check out the number of Hollywood celebrities who swear by Mario Badescu!:



A few of my favourites! Heidi Klum!:



And Eva Longoria!:



Other celebrities include Ashley Judd, Paula Abdul, Cher, P. Diddy, Marisa Tomei, Faith Hill, Oprah, Michael Douglas, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Emmy Rossum, Wilmer Valderrama, Hilary Swank, Rachel Bilson, Alicia Keys, Adam Sandler, Marther Stewart, Liv Tyler, Alicia Silverstone, Mena Suvari, Michael Strahan, Gina Gershon, Courteney Cox, Kate Moss, Sheryl Crow and Harry Connick Jr. Yes, who says men can't do facials too? And that's not even the whole list!

A sneak peek into the abode of ONLYaesthetics:



I also had a 15-minute complimentary facial by ONLYaesthetics using Mario Badescu products:



The results? "Amazing" doesn't even begin to describe it. I walked in with scarring on my face and during the facial, it felt soooo good that I almost fell asleep. When I woke up and they handed me a mirror, to my astonishment I asked, "Where'd my scars go???" Apparently the exfoliation helped get rid of dead skin cells and lightened my scars. I was so surprised! And very, very much delighted. I felt so much lighter and actually stepped out of ONLYaesthetics without my sunglasses. LOL. Seriously!!!

This is your rare chance to experience Mario Badescu for yourself, and here is how:


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Yup, an e-coupon specially for my readers! Call 63144434 for an appointment now and quote "1 for 1 Signature Facial - Crystal" and you're well on your way to having healthier, more beautiful skin.

ONLYaesthetics is located at 25A Lorong Mambong, Holland Village (beside Harry's Bar). Check out their website at http://www.onlyaesthetics.com/ and join the Facebook group at http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=30827538906 to keep yourself up-to-date with the latest news.

I love Mario Badescu. Now I swear by it too! ♥

Labels: beauty products, Cordelia, facial, Fay Hokulani, Mario Badescu, Nadnut, ONLYaesthetics, pictures, review

Majolica Majorca is celebrating their 1st anniversary! Time flies, doesn't it? Majolica Majorca is now in 44 Watsons stores, with their flagship store at Ngee Ann City. From then till now, they've already launched a total of 24 chapters!

The Majolica Majorca blog ambassadors and I popped by Watsons Ngee Ann City recently to check out the Majolica Majorca dollhouse. It made its first debut at the Cozycot Holygrail Party on 26th and 27th September before being moved to where it is today, in Ngee Ann City! I think it looks amazing!:





















The above chapters you see are 20-23, and it will be showcased from 30th September to 14th October. Chapters 8, 11, 15 and 16 will be showcased from 15th October to 2nd November. All these chapters are being showcased because they are the best-selling chapters! My favourite is Chapter 20, A Girl With Wings. =) The dollhouse will showcase the product launched in that chapter and the chapter elements. And yes, the dollhouse and the dolls are all hand-made with careful attention paid to the little details! Takes hard work and effort, man. It paid off, because I think the dollhouse is absolutely magical.

That same day was also Jerraine's farewell dinner! Yes, she's leaving us! ='( But we wish her all the best, because she's moving on to bigger and better things. =) I had a lot of fun with her, though... Whether it's Majolica Majorca-related or not. She's hilarious, and I'm glad I made a new friend. I still remember how dubious I was when she proposed me with this Majolica Majorca blog ambassador thing but I accepted her offer and I'm glad I did. =) Me and Jerraine, who's very much mad like me:



At the same time, we were also introduced to our NEW in-charge, Yanny. Uh-ohhhh, I wish her luck, especially when it comes to ME. HAHAHAHA. I'm kidding! All of us had dinner at the Pasta Cafe. I was debating between their amatriciana (for personal reasons, I have my story, *sObS*) and their meatball and sausage pasta. In the end, I chose the latter, plus a strawberry milkshake. Yum, I love milkshakes.

You know Majolica Majorca meetings = goodie bags, always. This goodie bag tops every other one I've had, and why? Eat this:



Pretty? Pretty??!!?!?! PRETTY!!!!!!!!!! My very own exclusive Majolica Majorca dresser!! And look what I unearthed inside the dresser!:





4 products which are Majolica Majorca's best-sellers, namely the Jeweling Pencil (#4 best-selling), the Lash Bone mascara (2nd best-selling), the Lash Gorgeous Wing mascara (#1 best-selling) and the Rouge Majex (3rd best-selling).

Us with our awesome goodie bags!:









Thanks Beatrice, for the dinner photos. =)

Stay tuned for more Majolica Majorca updates, because.... You won't want to miss the next one. ;) <3

Labels: Beatrice, Emileen, Hui Rong, Jerraine, Kanny, Majolica Majorca, makeup, Nadnut, pictures

Review

Amanda introduced me to the world of Brazilian waxing one time after we did a job together and I accompanied her to her appointment. I'd always wanted to try it but as usual, chickened out at the last minute every single time. My first thought was the pain, even though Amanda said it wasn't painful at all. I thought to myself, "You know, I already have a tongue piercing and a belly piercing and a tattoo, what could be more painful than those?!" So I went for it, finally. I got an invitation from Pink Parlour for a special service.



When I stepped into Pink Parlour at Marina Square, I was greeted with a massive array of products:





There's your own DIY wax for you to wax yourself at home, and the Caron Bump Eraser which prevents ingrown hair after waxing. I actually own one of that myself. =) There's even a nail parlour for all those manicures and pedicures we so love!:





Look at the amount of nail polish colours you can choose from. Totally spoilt for choice! And yes, that's a TV for you to watch your favourite shows while you're pampering yourself. They have everything - Sex and the City, Desperate Housewives, Gossip Girl, even Korean dramas. It's all so girly, I likeee! Or if you prefer to surf the Internet on your laptop, then go right ahead because they have unlimited Wi-Fi just for you!

I was introduced to the lady boss, Wendi, who got me to change into furry slippers and led me to their shower facility:



That's the best part I love about Pink Parlour, really - you get to freshen up before your Brazilian wax. They even provide towels and bathrobes! How convenient is that? My waxing took place right in here:



Furry pink bed, low lighting and relaxing music. There is nothing more a girl needs to feel at ease. =) Yeah, you'd think it would be embarrassing to actually lie back and surrender your half-naked self to the hands of a stranger, but Wendi was really friendly. We even got a conversation going! The staff at Pink Parlour are trained to perform their services with professionalism and make sure you feel comfortable and at ease, so you really don't have to worry about that.

Check out what they have in the room:









Yup, that's the hard wax for Brazilian waxing. Pink Parlour uses only hard wax, because it's virtually painless. There's no need to put yourself through unnecessary torture, is there? =) But if you're still afraid of the possibility of pain, Pink Parlour provides numbing spray. If you're in for a little experiment, you can try THIS:



Betty charms! Not only can you just stencil in your preferred shape, you can dye it too! So, say it's Valentine's Day. Maybe you can surprise your other half by choosing the heart-shaped stencil and dying it pink! LOL.

After the waxing was done, Wendi applied T3 lotion for me to prevent inflammation and to soothe the area. And I felt all clean and hygienic and oh-so-free! You can have a chance to feel like this too! Presenting.....................:


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Yes, go with a friend! Just cut out the coupon, bring it down to either the Marina Square branch, the Liang Court branch, or the newest branch at Far East Plaza, and say that you got it from Crystal's blog! If you're not already convinced, Pink Parlour has a whole list of awards to their name:

- Harper's Bazaar Beauty Awards Winner 2006
- SpaAsia Crystal Awards 2007
- "Best Brazillians" rated 8.5 by Simply Her
- "Painless Brazillian" by Urban Wire
- Best Bikini Wax
- Best French Mani/Pedi
- Best Moisture Fix

And the list goes on. Plus, they have one of the most reasonable prices for Brazilian waxing. And with that above coupon, it's an even further discount! Call for an appointment and head on down to either one of these branches:

Clarke Quay- Liang Court Shopping Centre (PINK)
#B1-06A
Tel: 6100 7564

OR

Marina Square (KITTY)
#01-229
Tel: 6100 5489

OR

Far East Plaza
#05-87
Tel: 6100 9297

And visit Pink Parlour's website to check out full services and pricing too! http://www.pinkparlour.com.sg/

Trust me, you're in for a real treat. ;) You'd just keep going back, it's a great experience every single time. Have lotsa girly fun with Pink Parlour! x

Labels: advertorial, pictures, Pink Parlour

Omy Singapore very kindly invited me to Night Safari's Halloween Horrors yesterday!:



And because I could bring a friend along, I brought my "fellow Hungarian", Weiling! I've been to the Night Safari many times before, but this time it was totally different because there were scare actors everywhere. We knew we were going to get freaked out, and that made us very paranoid. I put myself in a daze trying to look at every face that passed to make sure it wasn't a scary one, because you know, you never know who/what might be right behind you!

We entered the Night Safari and walked up a path, and the first monster we saw was Dracula. His back was to us, but I grabbed Weiling's arm all the same and made her walk on my right. Dracula yelled at us but we expected it, so we didn't jump! Heehee. Good attempt, though.

There were so many monsters everywhere in the reception area, you can't help but be alert and paranoid! I gotta say though, that the makeup done on the actors were superb. Really! All around were scarified fairytale characters like Aladdin, Snow White, Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast and the Tin Man from Alice In Wonderland... etc. We also saw the Headless Man and the Jester, whom I was very afraid of because he would stand there quietly but suddenly let out a loud cackle and chase people! It's scary! People were actually screaming, for real. And some of the scenes that unfolded were hilarious. Even Aladdin himself laughed. Because it was raining, the tram was delayed and everyone was just waiting in the reception area and being entertained by these grisly ghouls. Check out the galore of freaky characters!:



The Tin Man clutching his heart!:



Random devilish ghoul:



The Jester, he's really spooky, I swear!!!!:







Beauty and the Beast!:



Chinese vampire, anyone?:





They say.... A Chinese lady wearing red when she dies always comes back from the dead...........:



The Headless Man:





Snow White!:



Aladdin with his bloody genie lamp:



Pinocchio! He looked like a real puppet!:



Lost female ghost stabbing her doll...:



.... And stabbing my face. -__-"':



With Weiling:





We entered the venue at around 9.15pm and boarded the tram to see the animals. Even the commentator changed her tone to a sing-song voice, and there was haunting music playing in the speakers above. It was all very cool. I didn't even dare to sit at the side of the tram for fear of being ambushed by a ghost but there were none during the sightings of the animals. However, the last bit of trail that we took was very much spooky. And ghosts, there were. All of those we met in the reception area and more! And what can I say about the deco, except that it was all very chilling and awesome?:



Now which coffin belongs to....... you?:



The lair of Beauty and the Beast:









Do you know what he's doing??:



He's chopping up a screaming Little Mermaid. Oh my God, that was soooo gross! The mermaid was screaming and screaming, it was all just so twisted. Especially when he laughed his maniac laughter and asked, "Do you want some, pretty girl?! HUH, DO YOU?!?!?!!!" That was the best, A+ for scare factor.

"Mirror, mirror, on the wall.... Who's the scariest fairest of them all?":



Snow White chasing after the tram:



Little Red Riding Hood was supposed to have her face shielded and her eyes were just 2 red slits but because of the flash that went off, you could actually see her face behind that mask. =.=:



The Big Bad Wolf!:



Keep in mind that I took all those pictures while the tram was moving, so I'm sorry for the blur ones! We managed to meet Cinderella after the tram ride; she had her glass slipper stuck in her head!:





Want some dim sum? *eViL LaUgHtEr*:



There was a hand that came out from the hole in the side of the cart and it was beckoning for us to go over. I knew there was someone inside, and Weiling and I were pushing the task back and forth, of lifting the lid. In the end I think she did, hahahaha. And sure enough, there was a living corpse who popped out and went, "ARHHH!!!!" We didn't jump though, we already knew!!!

Halloween in the clubs was never this fun. Everyone just dresses up pretty, there is no scare factor! But I'm so impressed with the actors in the Night Safari, they were awesome. You can pop by and have your very own Halloween horror too! It's on all through October, every Friday and Saturday only. For more information, check out http://www.halloweenhorrors.com.sg/ and freak yourself out!

Labels: Halloween, Night Safari, pictures, Weiling

F1 Rocks! Singapore - Day Two

So Day One was A-Mei and Jacky Cheung. Euurgghhh. I didn't think I would ever get to see No Doubt on Day Two, but thanks to NADIA, I did! Actually Herbert gave me the link to Nadia's Puma blog, where there was a free pair of tickets to give away. All you had to do was leave a comment. I left one off the top of my head, and I never ever expected to get picked. But I did! I think my eyeballs just crossed over when I saw my name right there. Thanks Nadia! And Puma! And Herbert for giving me the link in the first place! =)

I brought Hamizah along because Rachel couldn't make it at the last minute. Hamizah likes music too, I know, that's why I invited her to come along. We were one of the early-birds at Fort Canning Park, so we bought beers and sat in the grass:



Thanks Hami, for the beer. =) Right before the first act.......:



........ Which was N.E.R.D!:















I got all these blurry pictures of Pharrell because he was jumping around so much. =S But he was DOPE. And I have a video!:

She Wants To Move



N.E.R.D was so unexpectedly GOOD, and even though Hami and I were in the first row, we ended up drenched in so much pespiration - the effects of being in the mosh pit and jumping like mad people... Check out how gross I looked:



All that hair plastered to our necks! Hami wouldn't stop laughing at me; she said I looked like I just had a shower. As usual, my bag became a dustbin for all that tissue paper I used up. Thank God I brought a lot. I expected it... I had like, 6 packets. Maybe more. =S

The next 2 acts were Simple Minds and Z.Z Top. I have never heard of them in my entire life, so it was helluva boring for like over 2 hours. There was this fat white chick next to me with long hair parted down the middle. She had braces and body odour. And she was rocking out to those 2 unknown bands for all she was worth. The smell of her body odour and sweaty scalp assaulted my nostrils. I almost died. I could feel the ground beneath me shaking because she was head-banging and stomping her foot, all by herself. Scary. The 2 hours was broken by a pleasant surprise when they announced over the speakers that LINDSAY LOHAN was gonna be making an appearance to record video links for the concert, since it was aired "live" to more than 183 countries worldwide. I went mad, jumping up and down and clutching Hami like there was no tomorrow. Lindsay Lohan!!!!!

Well, if you know me immensely well, you'd know that I adore Lindsay Lohan. I watched The Parent Trap and then I was hooked. I watched it so many times until I could recite the lines. The scene where the twins gambled with each other at camp: "I'll take a whack at it.", the scene where Hallie took Annie's clothes away while she dived into the lake naked as forfeit: "Fine, if that's the way you want it, then let the games begin.", the one where the camp instructor got confused with them both when she offered strawberries at the buffet table: "Oh, no. I'm allergic.", the one where a big strong wind ruined Hallie's poster: "You don't know who Leo DeCaprio is?", and the one after they exchanged identities and Hallie was on the plane to the mother: "Please like me, please, please like me." OKAY. I am blabbering. But you get my point. So anyways. Lindsay appeared first on stage and then to my immense excitement, I saw the crew setting up cameras right in front of me, below the stage. AND I was so close to Lindsay!!! Plus, imagine my nirvana when she turned around and flashed me the brightest smile when I called her name and waved like a mad woman. YAYNESS for this:













PRETTY!!!:







Oops for the sheer tights, you can see the tags, even!:



Okay, so she has not much of an ass to speak of, but she's still gorgeous. I took this video of her recording video links, on stage AND off stage:



I know, you can hear the rude comments people were shouting at her, boo-ing her and telling her to go home, or demanding for the next act (which was BORING Z.Z Top), etc. I was so frustrated... Here Lindsay Lohan is, right here in Singapore, and she's trying to do a good job of what she's been paid to do... And there those asses are, making fun of her and throwing their glowsticks in her direction. I mean, she is a Hollywood star. She can jolly well reject the invitation and not come. But she was graceful enough to accept it, and yet some people at the concert sadly, weren't as graceful to welcome her to a country she's never been to before. This is the kind of reception Singapore can give. I'm ashamed. I mean, seriously... She's nice, isn't she? Someone took this video at the show:



She's adorable. The moment was broken when someone threw a glowstick at her, though. Sorry, Lindsay. You know there are people here who love you too. I just hope with this kind of reception, it won't make a bad impression on her and make her not come again. It was rumoured that she brought Paris Hilton along as well but ahhhh no!!! I didn't see her. =(((

Counting down to No Doubt!:



Hami and I waited for ages for this one, really. And apparently, so did the rest of Fort Canning!:



I love No Doubt, and seeing Gwen Stefani performing 'live' right in front of me (so close!) made me love her even more. CHECK OUT HER ABS, and yes! - she's a mother of two!! Gives us hope, haha:









































Videos GALORE!!!:

Hella Good (Keep On Dancing)



Underneath It All



Ex-Girlfriend



Hey Baby



Running

This song made me tear, because there is no better way to relate to what I keep inside now other than through a song. ='(:

Me
I'm the one you chose
Out of all the people
You wanted me the most
I'm so sorry that I'm falling
Help me up, let's keep on running
Don't let me fall out of love........................



Don't Speak



YUPPPP, I took all those videos. ;) I love the quirky way she dances. And I think Gwen Stefani is the only one by far who always looks good in red lipstick. If you noticed, she changed her bra from a hot pink one to a lime green one halfway through her set because she was perspiring so much! LOL. During the encore set, the drummer came out in his underwear!:



Errrr.......... -__-"' That is not a nice image. N.E.R.D and No Doubt brought a lot of fun to me and Hami, we were desperately searching for a vending machine to get a drink right after, while rushing for the last train all at the same time. I only arrived home at 2am!

F1 Rocks! Singapore - Day Three

Race day, Day One. =.= No, I didn't take any pictures because I couldn't be bothered......... We're always in the same uniform, and I'm always in the same hair - there's nothing to see! There were a lot of unpleasant incidents with the management though, which really annoyed a whole lot of us, just that not everyone is like me... 'Cos like Avril Lavigne wrote in her song and I agreed: "We've all got choices, we've all got voices, stand up make some noise, stand up make some noise!" Right on. One of the "unpleasant incidents" caused me to be LATE for my concert, so in other words, yes I missed the Black Eyed Peas' performance. *insert whole string of vulgarities here for you-know-who/what* Rachel and I got free passes from the Peas because we know people~~~ *aHeM* By the time I arrived at Fort Canning Park, I heard the Peas going, "Thank you, we're the BLACK! EYED! PEAAAAAS!!!!" And the crowd cheering. And the end. Rachel was supposed to give me my pass when I arrived but as usual, there was a whole lot of miscommunication and I was using my dad's old-school Nokia phone with the cranky battery that was running low 'cos my old phone died on me completely... blah blah. I waited out there for 30 whole minutes. By the time I ended up in the grass with Raj, Joel and Suren, it was with frayed nerves and a heavy heart made heavier with some private stuff going on, so much so that I hid my face and cried for 5 minutes.

Beyonce was only scheduled to be out at midnight, and in between that time till then, a DJ was spinning and people were dancing and stepping all over everyone else sitting. Rachel was working for Heineken so she wasn't hanging out with us. Polaroid from Heineken:



I told myself I might watch awhile of Beyonce and then go for the after-party with the Black Eyed Peas opposite at the National Museum before hurrying home, but then I ditched all that when Beyonce made her grand entrance with this!:

Crazy In Love



MY GOD, I got goosebumps!!!!!!! My jaw dropped, everyone was in a frenzy for Beyonce Knowles. Really, she was so good. SO GOOD. The first note she hit was.... phwoar, amazing. She's such an amazing 'live' performer, a true entertainer, you know? I can't believe I actually saw people leaving after the Black Eyed Peas, choosing not to stay for Beyonce. This dude even offered me his pass. Like, whoa, they soooo missed out on all that booty-shaking! And a whole load of picture-taking (some blur, sorry, but some not!)!:































I can get better pictures when she's not moving much, like during the slow ballads:



And there's an angel. =):































































And this is one of my favourite songs of all time:

Irreplacable



At 0:20 into the video, she looked so amazed that we could sing the song so well. And I felt so proud when she said, "That was so beautiful." See, she should have come to Singapore ages ago! We're hardcore, just that no one really knows this little red dot of an island, right?! The last train was at 1.15am, and I was debating with myself in my head if I should just go to the after-party or stay at the show. But Beyonce was so good, so I stayed!































Single Ladies



Beyonce made black leotards look sexy. There was even a video clip before the song, a compilation of a few YouTube videos of people dancing to Single Ladies - boys, girls, men, women, fat people, even a dog barking to the song. Oh, and Justin Timberlake! Yes, in a black leotard. HA. It's the 'in' thing right now!



Beyonce made a tribute to the late King of Pop, Michael Jackson...:



She sang Halo, and people were crying. I was too, but I told myself NO, or I'd have sucky makeup for the after-party later. I MISS MJ, though. =(









The end of an AMAZING performance:





















Goodbye, Sasha Fierce!:



Pascal got us into the after-party venue, and I realised we were right in the middle of a barricaded area, the VIP section. Will.I.Am was spinning then:





Taboo hanging out:



And we saw Printz!!!!!!:



Holy shit, it's been 2 long years. He was so, so, so happy to see us. I almost got the air knocked out of me. Ha.

Rachel, Joel and me:



With Taboo!:





I look all sweaty because of Beyonce's concert! With apl.de.ap:





Will.I.Am took a break from DJ-ing to dance for the crowd:



And Rachel got herself drunk on vodka straight from the bottle too, and danced for the crowd as well. -___________-:



The vodka worked its "magic" and Rachel threw up all over herself, we had to leave the party early and send her home, and I got her puke on my arm. Fucking gross. Poor taxi driver. I only arrived home at 4am, slept at 5 and woke up at 7 for the last day of the F1 race. Yes, I know. What a good friend I am... Too bad people don't appreciate it. _|_

I had a lot of fun at F1 Rocks, though. I haven't had so much fun at a concert in a long time. I just wish things were better at all fronts, but sadly no. I shall not talk about it. Oh, and I am glad F1 is over. Nothing much to update on, except we saw a certain someone's "humility" (she keeps coming back to read my blog, I shall satisfy her craving) and I held the Germany flag for Timo Glock, if you were wondering. During the drivers' little meet-and-greet on the tracks, I held the pole for Kazuki Nakajima:





Nico Rosberg was on my left, he's kinda okay-looking... Quite cute in a way but kinda unfriendly too. I barely noticed Nakajima, sorry! Hamilton was diagonally on my right, and I couldn't stop alternating my vision from him to Nico and back and forth. Hamilton is by far the only driver I've seen who's always smiling at all times. I didn't catch even a glimpse of Jensen Button or Mark Webber because they were behind me somewhere on the tracks and I wasn't supposed to turn around. It was an eye-opener seeing the mechanics get the F1 cars ready for the race, and my eardrums almost split into two. Once, I jumped right out of my skin from them revving their equipment and what-not. They were LOUD. As you all might have already known, 3rd place is Alonso (his face was AS BLACK AS THUNDER), 2nd Timo Glock and 1st Lewis Hamilton. Maybe he broke some hearts along the way too, because Nicole Scherzinger made her appearance on the tracks as well... Obviously they're back together. Some of the girls got so excited about seeing Nicole, but silly me, I didn't even notice until it was all over! The girls on the tracks - try recognising me by my butt when I can't even recognise myself (I don't know if I'm even in the picture!):



Well, so the race and everything else that comes with it before and after, is finally over. O-V-E-R. You don't know how much I've lost throughout this whole thing. I've lost a lot, and I've sacrificed more. Someone broke my heart in the process as well, something I believe could have been avoided if I had more time. But I didn't.... sadly. It was a whole mix of complications; that's not the whole reason though, but ah well. It's complicated... When is life ever not? Drama stalks me. I hate it. *RoLLs eYeS* I wish things were simpler, a lot of the time, I really do.

OVER. AND OUT.

Labels: Beyonce, Black Eyed Peas, concert, F1, Gwen Stefani, Hamizah, Lindsay Lohan, N.E.R.D, No Doubt, Pharrell, pictures, Singapore, videos

Fann's hen night happened on September 9th but I can only blog about it now because we had to wait for Mediacorp to air it. Something about copyright and stuff, blah blah. Anyway, it was the first hen night in my entire life, and I had fun. Thank you again Wenqing, for inviting me! It's always nice to see Fann, she's my idol! It was held in a private room at Social House, and I went early to help decorate the place, but as you can see 3 minutes into this Youtube vid, I only threw confetti all over the table and counter tops!:



Well, okay so that job took more than 2 seconds which was all you saw, but it was fun all the same. And there was a marriage advice board for us to write on. I wrote, "Get a dog. Or two. Or ten." or something like that! You can watch the full 4-part video on Youtube. All the girls wore black and hot pink tiaras that Wenqing hand-made, they were really pretty. Me and Olive:



With Qing:



I love my tiara!:



The cake which made everyone go, "Oh. My. Gawd.":



With Olive and Jesslyn:



Those oysters I was holding tasted heavenly, I tell you!:



The bride herself entered to a whole room of party poppers, and we were all entertained by strippers - 2 young and not-hot-as-far-as-I-am-concerned ones, and one very VERY gross one, as far as everyone is concerned. I didn't think Fann knew what was in store for her!:



























She looked mortified!:







































Stripper nightmare STEVEN LIM!!!:



I KNEW IT! I knew they would invite him! Fucking sick. Look at that oily long hair. Whatever gave him the wild idea to grow his hair? He's scary and fugly. But well, he was there obviously for the entertainment factor. Patricia Mok invited him! And he was wearing python-skin tight shorts. Oh God. He's impossible. Got this from Wenqing, she took this while we were all right behind him and immediately after, all of us collapsed in fits of laughter. Gross to the max!:



Steven Lim brought a keyboard along with him and attempted to sing Fann a song. But you know what.... He barely used the keyboard. -__-"' Even had to have the bride herself squat down and hit a few random keys for him!:

















See?!:





Right after, as you might have already seen on TV... the guys crashed the party!:



Prince Charming to the rescue!:























Steven Lim did a striptease dance of sorts and stripped off his windbreaker:



I think that was the only shot I managed to take before he jumped down from the platform and terrified me so badly. I thought he was gonna come dancing up to me and pass on some unknown germ as a result, so I ran for my life, past Wenqing's brother-in-law and just at that very moment, he decided to bring his beer bottle up to his mouth for a swig. My shoulder knocked into his elbow and sent beer flying all over him. It hurt like mad, and I ended up with a bruise but I was so embarrassed, at the same time apologising profusely! It was an accident... Thank Steven Lim! Gross pig. >:-(











The girls! - Fann's sister-in-law, Olive, Karen, Qing, Jesslyn and me:



With Karen:



With Dawn:



With Patricia! She's very nice and friendly!:



Camwhoring in the ladies'!:









Qing and Karen decided to do this set of crazy, lame, cheesy dance moves that made me laugh my ass off. Too funny!:









HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA KAREN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:















Chris joined in!:







MADNESS:



Okay fine, so I waited the whole night for this (how could I not?!):



She'd make such a pretty bride, and they'd make such a pretty couple, I just know it!

The night ended with karaoke on the pool table:





I wish Fann and Chris happy ever after, I suppose the whole island have been waiting for this ever since rumours started flying. And now they're getting hitched, like finally. A big, huge CONGRATS to them! x

Labels: Christopher Lee, Dawn Yeoh, Fann Wong, hen night, Jesslyn, Karen, Olive, party, Patricia Mok, Steven Lim, Wenqing

Above are just SOME random shots (out of hundreds of them) of what I've been busy with these past 2 months. Singtel Grid Girls and nothing more. Lethargy sets into my body and becomes one with it, I get so tired that I am awake, you know what I mean? Yes, it's that tough. We've been rehearsing like mad dogs. The finals are this coming Monday at 8pm. It will be telecast 'live' on Channel 5. And then it'd be over. I am helluva nervous, that I can assure you. I know what I am subjecting myself to, but let's just say I can never please everyone at the same time. But if I have pleased you enough, then thank you. :) All I need now are votes, because those votes are what you can give me in return for putting up a show for all of you! ^_^ You know what, at least I have a reason for you guys to vote for me, instead of screaming "VOTE!!!!!!!!", just because. So yeah!!!!

To vote for ME (I am Number 3!), you can either:

1. Call 1900-112-5503

OR

2. SMS SGG [space] 03 to 73388.

Yes, it's really that simple. You can vote as many times as you want! Of course I would want you to do that. Hehehe. Each vote (call or SMS) costs 60 cents and each valid vote will be entitled to a free Singtel Grid Girls wallpaper. No MMS cost incurred for that one. Prizes to be won!:

2 x Paddock Club Tickets (worth $16,000 for 2 tickets)
2 x Stamford Grandstand Tickets (worth $7,984 for 2 tickets)
2 x Padang Grandstand Tickets (worth $4,784 for 2 tickets)
2 x LG GD900 Crystal Phones (worth $938 EACH)

Super costly prizes, totally worth a shot right! I mean... 7k?! Awesomeness. In the meantime, catch the preview TODAY, 20th September at 8pm on Channel 5. Watch us have some fun in Bintan. :)







Okay wish me luck and thank you for the votes in advanced! Voting ends 21st September at 8.36pm so vote vote voteeeeee NOWWWW!!! <3

Labels: F1, modelling, Singapore, Singtel Grid Girls

Okay. Here goes. I have kept quiet about this for a long, long time but I have to say this now or Cookie will be taken away from me forever. And this is going to be a really angry post, somehow.

If I remember correctly, I found Cookie at the beginning of the year, around February. I remembered how I insisted I cannot keep him because I already have Gucci and also because I'm not financially independent enough to care for another dog. But then the worst incident happened when some A-hole lost him, and I told myself I would not let him go through that kind of trauma again, all just in the hope of finding him a good home. I say "trauma" because I can still see in my mind's eye the defensive way Cookie snapped at Rachel after he came back from the SPCA. I know something must have happened to him, I just don't know what because I wasn't there. Ever since I got him back, he's shown signs of stress and fear. Such a big, black fierce-looking dog like him is actually a coward at heart because of what he suffered while exposed to the big bad world out there. Besides the snapping at Rachel just that one time, I can recall so many other incidents. It happens everyday, like on his walks. Now, whenever I bring him down for his walk and the lift door opens at the ground floor to reveal a bunch of people waiting to get in, he would back-pedal in fright. I would have to drag him out by force while telling him it's okay. Even if there is no one standing outside, he would exit the lift crouched so low, like something might jump out and eat him up. After his walk, he would be so jittery while waiting for the lift with his tail down, and once the door opens, he would rush in past my feet in a hurry. I remember one time, we were already in the lift but then one of my neighbours started running from the other direction just as the lift doors were closing. He called out to me as he ran, "Wait for Uncle, wait for Uncle!!" I pressed the "door open" button because he wanted to get in, but that scared Cookie so much - the mere sight of a man running towards him, so much so that he involuntarily peed on the floor after his walk and I had to clean it up. I also remember changing the plastic bag on my wastepaper basket one time, and when I took the empty basket to put it over Cookie's head as a joke, he ducked every single time. I thought he'd think it was fun, and I kept it up for about one minute before I grew tired of it. When I came back a few minutes later, he stood there gurgling and then he threw up. It shocked me because I didn't know he was that afraid. I never did it again, but it sheds even more light on just HOW timid he is now. He's scared of rustling plastic bags, he's scared of thunder, scared of the pail that the HDB cleaner places next to the lift every morning, scared of humans, of old ladies pushing grocery trolleys to the market, of bicycles and loud rumbling lorries. So many things.

And whose fault is it? Not mine. I didn't lose him. And it makes me really angry whenever I think about it because I just don't see why he should suffer for the rest of his life because of someone's carelessness. _|_ And that is also part of the reason why I told myself I'd try my best to keep him and support 2 dogs, and myself. Operative words being "try my best". Why the hell do you think I have to sell my clothes and my PSP and what-not? And to think people can ask me on my tagboard straight in my face, if I am broke. Yes, I am. So? You have a problem with it? I am always broke because I have 2 dogs to feed. A huge part of whatever I earn goes to their food, and for Gucci, his vet bills. If you don't own a dog, then too bad if you don't know how costly vet bills can get. Nadia introduced me to TK while I was trying to rehome Cookie, and TK told me that I have to train Cookie up before I could do anything, like find him a home. So, TK offered to do it. He trained Cookie for only 2 lessons. And that's it. The lesson schedule was very erratic. Actually, no. It's too few to be erratic, even. I couldn't actually come right out and tell him off to be more serious either, because the lessons are free. And by then, I'd already grown attached to the little rascal. So can you imagine right now - 6 months later, just how much more attached I am? And can you seriously blame me for that? Am I not supposed to love a dog?

Ever since Cookie came into my life at the beginning of the year, I have been trying to avoid the AVA and the Town Council like crazy. I have a neighbour on the 3rd floor. She keeps not one but TWO mongrels. But I don't see her complaining to me that the AVA comes knocking on her door all the time, unlike me. And why? Because my neighbours complained to the authorities. I have really fucked-up neighbours, so if for some weird reason my neighbours are reading this (just like they're equally weird and evil for alerting the authorities), I wish to tell them to royally go fuck a duck. If their son/daughter is reading this, I want to tell them to tell their mum or dad that karma will come back and bite them in the ass. You know who you are. I know who you are.

I don't understand what the hell there is to complain about. My dogs don't really make a great deal of noise. If it's the case of peeing in the corridor, I have a VALID reason. Gucci does it because he's old. He knows he cannot pee in the house but sometimes he still does. Yes, me and my mum do a lot of cleaning and mopping up after Gucci. He's been trained to wait until it is time for his walk but now he's aging and his bladder is weak, so sometimes when he's urgent, he'd let it go in the corridor once he's OUT of the house because he knows he cannot do it inside. So now whenever I bring him for his walk, I'd carry him in my arms to take the lift because he's small enough, and I only put him down when I am downstairs. But Cookie is huge, I'd break my spine if I were to carry him. I used to be able to, but now he's grown bigger and I can't. He used to pee in the corridor too, when he was a puppy. BUT he has since stopped. I know it wasn't a habit, I know he just needed to learn. And I did teach him, and he's not like that anymore. But did my neighbours give him time to learn? No, they didn't. They just went blabbering to the authorities like stupid yipping bitches. And now that he's learned not to pee in the corridor, it's too late. I never allow my dogs to run free in the corridor, especially not Cookie because he's too rambunctious. Gucci is fine because he doesn't bother anyone else at all. He doesn't give a shit unless it's a cat or another dog. If I have to let Cookie run in the corridor, I do so at 4am in the dead of the night. Who is out in the corridor at 4am? Could I really be terrorising those neighbours if they're not even out of their house? *RoLLs eYeS*

I remembered a friend's friend who had to move from a semi-detached house to a HDB flat and had to try and rehome their 7-year-old mongrel because they couldn't bring him along. I tried asking around and Genevieve told me they could try writing to the AVA for an excuse because nobody would want to adopt a 7-year-old dog, much less a mongrel. I don't know if they succeeded, but because I recalled Gen said that, I called AVA once on my own to ask for an excuse about Cookie. That was maybe 2 months ago or something. A lady answered, and I just said I would like to enquire something. So I related my predicament but she kept on insisting rules are rules. I didn't even care that I broke down over the phone. She asked for my name and address, and all I said to her was, "Do you think I am stupid? You're gonna send someone down right?" I told her that I looked up the "Vision/Mission/Values" on their website and it stated under their goals:

Promote animal welfare.

And then in their values:

Agility : Be adaptable, innovative and responsive.
Integrity : Be honest, fair and open.

Now you tell me if they're being adaptable when they can't even adapt to my proposal with an open mind? And Cookie has a perfectly good welfare now, why do they choose to force me to give him up and demote his welfare when they stated their goal was to promote animal welfare? She didn't have a retort for me for that. I was on such a roll, I added, "So many people live in HDB flats and they keep mongrels. Why you all never go and catch them? Because! They don't have neighbours who are fucked-up asses." She was stunned, I could almost hear it through the silence over the phone. But why did I care? Why should I when I am in the middle of all this unfairness? She actually had the cheek to tell me, "You just got to find him another home, if not you'd have to surrender him to us and we'd put him to sleep." I told her, "I'd never put him to sleep. That is not a choice at all." Who, if they have a heart, would put a perfectly well and smart dog to sleep? Do you know what happens if I really surrender Cookie to the AVA? THIS will happen:



When Cookie first came, I told my mum I didn't intend to keep him amidst her nagging. I wasn't even lying, but I also didn't expect it would be so difficult to rehome him. I even tried "bribing" ASD Volunteers, by telling them I'd donate a token sum if they could manage to find Cookie a loving home. But they didn't even want to consider my offer, telling me that they were really over-populated. Time stretched and even my mum relented and I think Cookie stole a little of her heart too, because when I showed her the above video, she cried. I told her that would be Cookie if the authorities were to get him. Some nights, I lie awake and think of things, worry about Cookie and his welfare, and get angry with myself that I can't save them all. There are so many, so many abandoned dogs and cats out there. Every single one of them deserves to be loved. Every. Single. One. But instead they are rounded up and killed because no one has the time and space to love them. I find this the saddest thing in the world. They don't have a say, but I'm sure if they had a voice, they'd tell you, "I don't want to die." Actually they do, when some cry while others let their bladder go during the last moment out of fear and terror. But it's too late then, isn't it?

The lady told me that rules are rules, they're doing their job. Yes, but please don't tell me you're born to walk the straight and narrow. Unless you're Mother Teresa, and I'm sure even she has sinned. I know Cookie is hard to handle, I know he barks in unfamiliar surroundings and I know he's been rejected many times by home-boarders. I also know that I am NOT the most patient person in the world. Patience has never been my virtue, I'm sure a lot of my friends know that. But even I got past it with Cookie, I just don't see how someone else cannot. I have the AVA, the Town Council, my mum nagging me about them, and then I have F1. I have too much on my plate for now and they chose this time to bug me.

I am so tired. I have never fought so hard for a dog before. I know I am unable to keep him, and I am terribly against the idea of giving him up or being separated from him. I cry just thinking about it. No. I have separation anxiety. It totally breaks my heart to be saying all these here and there he is, bouncing around behind me, not having a clue of what could be in store for him. I could explain it to him over and over, but he wouldn't ever understand. All he thinks is that someone is abandoning him. Again.

I have no choice. I really don't. Do I? If there is anyone who could let me borrow their "semi-detached home and above" address for a license, I would deeply appreciate the gesture. I also hereby appeal for foster care for Cookie, he just needs an "AVA-approved" roof over his head, but I will bear all costs.

So many people read my blog. Surely there must be a way? I can't just let them take him away like that to die. It's inhumane, totally unacceptable and as long as I have a say, never happening. Please help.

Labels: animals, Cookie, dogs

Happy birthday to ME!

I went to curl my hair on the day of my party 'cos I was lazy to do it myself. It was Kelvin's off-day, but he said it's okay 'cos his workers can do it for me all the same. So I went down, and there was this girl there whom I'd seen around for awhile now, but she's never touched my hair before 'cos most of the time I go there, it's to trim my bangs and I always get Kelvin to do it 'cos he's the boss. But like I said, Kelvin was off work that day, and I didn't trim my bangs. I just had a wash and style. So this fat girl who washes my hair all the time did it, and then she said she's not good with the curling thongs, so she got her colleague to do it. Enter girl with bangs, the one who's never touched my hair before. Can I just say she's damn arrogant?! I was seething in my chair while she went on and on. First, she cuffed my ear with her fingernail while she was drying my hair. And then when I told her not to make me look like a poodle (just in case she doesn't know I want loose curls), she said, "You want also cannot, 'cos your hair is too thin." I snorted and I said, "Yeah, but I don't want." She said, "Yeah I know, just saying." *RoLLs eYes* Fat girl was standing around trying to watch what's going on, and I can't remember what she said, but the girl with the bangs told her off and said, "Don't teacher me la. I know what I'm doing." Then she proceeded to prattle off a whole speech on the laws of hairstyling, blah blah. Thing is, that fat girl has been around wayyy longer, so I think that was really uncalled for. How rude. She screwed up my curls, by the way. The fat girl did mention to her that they were all spiraled to one side instead of spiraling IN on each side, but she insisted that it's the way you do it so it doesn't matter. And then what happened? It was so darn obvious. And ugly. I made her re-do the left side to make it spiral INwards and she pathetically tried to save it. Like, 3 times. All that time, she wouldn't stop talking about my hair, like she knew a lot about hairstyling..... NOT. I hate it when people become know-it-alls when they actually suck sweaty donkey balls. I am going to complain to Kelvin, for sure. No way in Hell is she ever going to lay her hands on my hair again.

NOW, with that aside, I will move on to my celebration (HEEHEE). The last time I had a party, I was 17. It was a BBQ at East Coast or Pasir Ris, I can't remember. A lot of people said they'd come, but only a handful turned up, so there was a lot of food left over. I was quite disappointed, and I told myself that I won't ever be like that again. Fast forward to year 2009, and again I decided to have a little party at Play. So, I set up a Facebook event page and sent out invites. I had 18 confirmed guests. And as usual, at the LAST minute, one after another bailed out on me. All of them said the same thing: "I'll buy you dinner okay! I'm sorry!" I got all these SMSes, and I didn't even bother to read them. I deleted them after reading into the first line, which is along the lines of, "Hey I can't make it tonight..." I mean, why should I bother? Not coming = not coming = not coming, whatever the reason. So, yeah. Maggie didn't come (still having dinner with family), Jessebella didn't come (coincidentally had diarrhea... X_X), Joyce and her cousin didn't come (no money), Iris didn't come (don't know what happened to this one, just went missing), Jaselin didn't come (have to accompany mum for something), even Rachel didn't come (reason private so I won't say it here). And all of these people said they would. I know Rachel had a valid reason, but I was so disappointed that she couldn't make it. I was just about to text her to say, "I'm so excited! What are you wearing?!" But she beat me to it and said she couldn't make it before I could say anything else. =((( Cheryl said she would come, but sadly, she crashed her car into somebody else's and got held up. =/

To the people who came, I'm glad you all made it down for me! =) Daziree stupidly cracked a stupid joke. She was supposed to be one of my so-called "masterminds", and she text me to say she ain't coming either. So I was upset, but she turned up at Maxwell with a pink helium balloon while I was with Candice and Adlina having some cheaper beer, and Daz crept up behind me, and then covered my eyes with her hands. The first thing I thought was, "SHITTTT, my makeup!" But I smelled cigarettes on her fingers so I knew already. LOL. What a bad joke, Daziree!!!!!

I entered Play and there were all these helium balloons along the corridor. Daziree said they were for me, BUT I had a hard time believing that Play would go all the way to do this! LOL. If it's really true though... Then thank you, from the bottom of my heart. =P I had a table reserved too, for the first time in my life. Noob, I know. Thanks Daz again, for the help! =) My reserved table and my pink balloon! =D:



With Esther:



With Daz:



Chermaine came too!:







Dominic's brother Eugene, had his birthday celebration there too, right at the next table:



With Hazel!:



Esther, me, Chermaine and Casey:



With Daz and Irene:



Daz got someone to pull all the helium balloons from the corridor to my table. LOL. Balloons galore, I like~!:



Aaand then Hazel pulled all the balloons together and gave them to me for a picture!:



Anyone watched Up? LOL. Imma fly away! Haha. Me and Elle:



Us with Abby:



Abby brought Reuben, so here's me and Elle, and Reuben:



With Candice!:





Us with Hazel:



You know, while I was at the table, Chermaine gave me a white card that said "happy birthday". I thanked her, and then Casey gave me a similar card with birthday wishes on it as well. I laughed and thanked her also. And then Elle gave me yet another card that had birthday wishes on it. So did Abby. And Eugene. They said they all met up earlier to do it. But then that explanation went down the drain when suddenly complete random strangers came up to me with those same white cards to wish me happy birthday. LOL. I couldn't stop laughing because I was like, "What is going on??!?!!" It was hilarious. I had to keep going to the baggage counter to dump them in my bag 'cos I didn't wanna carry them around or lose them! Turned out that Daziree did those cards, 23 of them. And she passed them to random strangers and also to my friends, so they could hand it to me. LOL SO FUNNY! Me with my white cards, hahahahaha!:







You know never to celebrate your birthday in a club again if you're not a good drinker. I completely regretted it for a good 5 minutes when Elle, Abby and Reuben started ordering lots of drinks. Asahi, shots, champagne... and THIS:



Holy mother of God. LOL. Waterfall?! My face totally says, "Oh shit, I'm dead." I was begging them not to order it, like literally begging them. I said I had to get up early the next day to see Jolin Tsai. Which was true! But I couldn't get away with it, duh. So here I go, dubious........:



And here I go, drinking it like I'm drinking poison...:



Gawd, it tasted like shiate!:



I remembered asking the server if I would burn my hair. LOL. Or my throat. Hahaha. With the pranksters:



Gen came for a little while:





Champagneeee:



Daz and Rebecca:



Me and sweet, sweet Rebecca again:



LOL WTF at this!:



Is it impossible to NOT look retarded on my birthday?! =/ Miss Tan said she made an announcement into the microphone for me for my birthday, but for the life of me, I cannot remember hearing it. I was still sober but I completely didn't hear it! I asked my friends, but they too didn't hear it! I felt so baddd! But thank you, Rebeccaaaaaaaa! =D

Something so, so, sooooo drama happened after. Earlier, I'd noticed that Abby and Reuben were having their private little argument. I thought it was nothing, because it's not unusual for them, or for a normal couple to quarrel. And moreover, Abby was already obviously high when she came. Like 15 minutes later, I was standing in front of my table and I noticed them still at it. And then Abby threw herself down on the seat and banged her champagne glass on the table. I heard glass smashing, and before I knew it, I was on the floor and I was holding my left eye. It hurt like crazy for a minute, and I thought glass went into my eye but thank God it was just a whole load of champagne. But I got scared for that instant because I didn't know. It was all a blur after that. With my good eye, I could see Daziree and Hazel, and Esther all clamouring to get to me. And I saw Irene talking to Reuben and Abby with a serious look on her face. And then someone helped me out the side exit and I sat on the steps trying to stop the pain and wipe myself dry. By then, Abby had already been chased out. I remembered security asking if I was okay. I remembered screaming at Abby, "What the fuck did you do that for, BITCH?!" And I totally remembered her saying, "What did you say?" And I responded, "I SAID BITCH!!!!" You know, I was so angry that I could seriously get up and punch her face, if not for my friends trying to stop me from even shouting. Abby said she was aiming at Reuben, but I yelled back at her, "But I was right there!!!" I told her to bring her drama home, not HERE, not at my party. Seriously, who does this? Who comes to someone else's party and makes a scene? Sure, I invited her. And sure, thank you for coming. But do NOT come and ruin it. I didn't said she could. Right?

After I recovered and fixed my makeup, I had to go in and walk up to Irene to apologise for inviting such an ill-mannered guest. Everyone was asking me why she was like that, such rudeness. It was so embarrassing though, and it wasn't even my fault. I remembered complaining to Rebecca, because when she saw me, she said, "Drunk right? Drunk riiight?!" I said no, and I told her a friend threw champagne in my face. Becca actually laughed and said, "Your friend? Your friend." Yeah, precisely. What a friend? And she could even add, "Never mind la, you still got another eye." -____-"' Funny! It did make me smile a little though. Haha.

You know, in the past, I've always had all these little frictions with Abby. And every time, we'd somehow get past it. But now, I think I should just forget it because there is no point fixing something that keeps breaking, so yup, onwards I move!

With one of my masterminds who recently got a lip ring and changed the way she smiled so she could show it off, hahahahahaha!:



ESTHER!:



With Grace:



Me, birthday girl!:



I like this picture.... Hehehe:



Esther again!:



WTF IS THIS?!?!?!?!??!!!!!!!!:



Esther said it's evidence of me bullying her. HAHAHAHAHAHA. I know I do always like to make fun of her. She's so nice to tease. LOL. But all in good fun though! =P

I left at about 2.30am, I think. But I sat outside by the entrance for a bit with Adlina and Candice. Oohhh, did I say Candice bought me a sunflower bouquet?!?!?!!:



HAHA, YAY! I LOVE SUNFLOWERS!!! ♥ ♥ ♥:



No, I'm serious. Sunflowers are my favourite flowers in the world. =D

Apart from that dramatic hiccup caused by someone, I had a great time. Thank you to those who came down specially for me. And none of you told me my foundation was that thick! Haha. The ones who said, "Sorry I can't make it, I'd BUY YOU DINNER!" I say, forget it. I don't want to GET FAT with 2345541278 dinners. Give me red packets. I don't care if you're married or not! Yes, I am serious.

I did say I would wear ClubCouture for my birthday, didn't I?! I did! I love my top. BUT it's already sold out. =S And coincidentally, Esther is ALSO wearing ClubCouture! =P AND hers is also sold out as well!!! On a last note, ClubCouture sells out really fast, so if you see something you like, don't hesitate to get it right then and there!

Goodnight and till later!! xx

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