This is the most ridiculous and expensive bottle of Vodka that i've ever heard of.
Well... maybe its not exactly ridiculous, but its seriously expensive.
It even sounds expensive.

Name: Diva Vodka.
Price: Starts from 2 000pounds and going up to 450 000 pounds

Ridiculous?
Somehow, it sounds to me like it.

Don't get me wrong, I love my drinks.
Vodka is fine for me, as long as it comes in the form of Cosmopolitian
But this? This bottle as a gift.
Man, i won't even wanna touch it.

The reason for its expensive-ness
A tube down the middle of the bottle,
Is a string of jewels. Which can be rubies, crystals or any of those.
But Man.
I wld rather pay for something expensive and be able to wear it.
Than to have it in the bottle.

Despite all that said.
Of course i'll gladly accept if someone gives this to me.
Why not?
U give, i'll accept.
I see no reason to reject.





There's something about guys with guitars.
SInging whilst playing the guitar.
Utterly Sexy!

Singing intently, with intense feeling.
PHEW!
Somehow, i'm always drawn to this type.
Guys singing whlist playing the guitar does it for me.

I mean, don't u just wanna melt when he sings?
They always elude a sense of confidence and sexiness when they sing.
Absolutely Mesmerizing.

I can't gush enough about them.
The 'chemistry' the sizzles across.
Melt! Melt! Melt!

Take an example. James Blunt on the Oprah Show.
I'll be one of the 1st to admit, he's typical english lanky bloke looking.
Nothing special that makes u attracted to him.
But when he picked up his guitar and started to sing You're Beautiful.
My eyes were GLUED!
I start to smile and felt my heart just melt.
Absolutely Attractive and he looked totally Stunning then!

I'm not saying just that, take Aussie Idol for one.
Auditions: those who sang with guitars were so good, i was clapping away.
When they were stripped of their guitars, singing to just to microphone.
They don't attract that much then.

I want a guy with a guitar singing to me.
Just me.
I think i'll just die, melting.

Pwahahaha...















I've made peace with myself and the situation.
It had passed.
Thanks to Ben, Joyce and Kit, for the daily msgs, calls and msn(s) to ask if i'm alright.
I'm fine really.
To my dear girls Jo, Grace and Shirls, for listening to my outbursts of woes, despite your sleepy state.

I've let it pass.
Yes, i was absolutely livid at that point of time.
And yes, i said my part by telling her off.
Surprisingly, i think i was pretty calm with my words.
But i doubt after she left, i would see much of her from then on.
Its time to put a closure to the matter and partially to the friendship.

A couple of sentences she said will stay hard in my mind though.
'I don't do 2.'
'I didn't know it would lead to this.'
'It is ok, don't worry, it really is ok.'
Those words said, in the moment, of her reciprocal, will not easily fade.

I have to say, this incident made me think severly.
Of friendship and how ppl change in different environments.
It is true that i'm extremely attached to sg.
After all, i've had a great life of friends and family there.
Why should i not want to go back to that?
But for friends who have left.
And changed to suit the environment perhaps.
Why do they change so drastically sometimes?
Is it such a need to want to fit in to the new place?
Or is it such the urge to get rid of the past?

I've questioned myself many-a-times.
Why unlike others, i don't enjoy aussie like others do.
Is it because i'm not as sociable as i am in sg?
Because i'm not that daring enough to try new things?
Or is it that i'm too cautious?

Somehow, perhaps, i'll never know the answers,
but i'll always question until i find an almost perfect fit then.

But in short, as Ben puts it.
Another lesson in life learnt.






I've decided, everyweek i shall have a nonsense post.
Why?
Cuz it seems everyday i have miniature nonsense thoughts that don't deserve an entry by itself.
It could be useless blabber, little irk things or just plain no category.
But a weekly thing it shall be.
So i can look back and see how NO SENSE i can be sometimes.

HAA.

Nonsense #1:
A growth of an irritating pimple along the line of my bottom lip. My skin has its flaws, one of it that never fails to irks me is pimples. When it comes to pimples, my skin seems to think on punishing me, because i generally don't grow any pimples at all. Yes, i am thankful for not having a pimple-full scarred face prone to acne. BUT on the other hand, when the occassional pimple appears, it DOESN'T GO AWAY! Man, it grows to the stage of showing a tad bit of the white head, then its stuck. Like, it doesn't grow bigger for me to pop (cuz its not ripe) neither does it just disappear! It just freaking stays that way until i get so irritated, i just persist on and press until it pops. Now, that farking hurts more than usual lar! Sick man. Can someone just tell me how to get rid of it. I've tried Oxy already, and it doesn't work. Sucks to have to spend expensive products on a miniature pimple. GRR!

Thought #1:
This came to me as i was reading one of my friend's post.
Sometimes Life comes to u like a lemon meringue pie. Its pretty surface is like how we always portray that our life is good, is sweet, is ok. It covers the middle sour lemon of the bitterness and shit in life. But all in all, under everything else, there is a hard layer of biscuit, telling you that there will always be a fallback of family and friends there to support you no matter what!

Nonsense #2:
Certain memory scenes seems to come to me at weird times. Deja Vu perhaps, but this is not what i'm referring to. Perhaps its the result of watching too many shows or the reruns of certain movies/serials too many times. Many a times, i can be standing there doing something, like making my breakfast, and suddenly, i recall a scene from sex in the city. Its weird, i know. It doesn't happen once or twice, but more than often almost everyday. Certain movie scenes will just flash through, like just the other day, i was thinking of the beginning scenes from the movie Failure to Launch. Now, why the hell do i rem things like that when i should be remembering more of my mental notes or my studies. HmmMm..

Thought #2:
The Hypotheses. Good grades for assignment 1 --> determined to maintain the grades for assignment 2 --> motivation to work! Yes, i'm happy about my grades, for the 1st time in uni, i've scored a high higher distinction mark for an individual written assignment. Apparantly, last min crapping does work in this sense. Amazingly, i didn't know that getting high grades can feel this exhilarating. Prob due to the fact that i've never gotten a higher distinction before. Feels good. Although that said, i'm still not cut out for uni research work. Impractical, i need a monetary as a motivation and reward factor. *grinz*



A life of solitude.
It seems i had concocted myself into.
Drained and Defeated.
I concede defeat.
I no longer want to fight it.

I shan't think about it anymore.
To follow where my head or heart leads me.
To choose or not to choose.
To accept or decline.

Whatever shall be will be.



The Pest has a new roomie.
He proudly proclaims: 'Its a guy's room.'
I just rolled my eyes.
Pest apparantly doesn't understand the concept.
House = everyone needs to adapt to the changes, not just him.
But then again, he is a Pest, so how would he know that?

Change of acronym, its has become: JADD
Shall look forward to calculating the new increase bills amount then.
Perhaps i shall stop calling him pest and change it to Poo face, as so Joyce has nicknamed.

Thou shall see.
For now, i'll keep myself away from the tornado zone.



If clearing hurdles in life is suppose to make you stronger,
then being invincible would be true wouldn't it?
But then, if life were just a sail boat, then there would be no excitement would there?
No matter what, i can't seem to find the right frequency to the radio.
There's no tune i can dance to, instead i seem to be flying all over the place.

I don't have an exact goal set for the next step.
Yes, i have options, but none of it seems to interest me.
I have to admit, much of my past was heavily dependent on my luck.
Sometimes it made me question my capability.
Did i work to deserve it or was i just lucky?

I'm at a lost of what i want to do.
What kind of stuff and i'm gonna do next.
Yes, i dream. I dream about being successful and doing things i love.
But the thing is, until u try it, u will never know if u truely love it.

I do believe that all good things must come to an end.
Just like how much i reminisce of the past.
Screen saver pictures reminds me all.
Of our ktv moments, where glenn & kh were singing and grooving in front of the room.
Where i was caught being targetted at my bday.
Where graces was being forced to drink carlsberg at hers.
Of us, dancing in our room in perhentian, with flowers in our hair.
With reality, i know those days will never come again.
No matter what, it will always be different.

Life moves on, as one always says, but how much do u want it to change?
I wonder.
Should things proceed as planned, i will grad in 3mths time.
I was enthusiastic prior, researching and planning.
Yes, i do tell others of my plans.
But plans are plans, what degree of my plans will follow through?

I know what kind of life i want to lead.
What kind of life, i dream to lead.
Life, not Job.
Many often, my mom's life is what i wanna have when i grow old.
But will i be able to attain that?

I have to admit, my mom's been lucky.
Yes, what she has today, she's paid dues for it.
But on the other hand, w/o grandpa behind supporting, she wouldn't be where she stands today.
I've never told my parents, but i do know how much they have gone through.
As my dad often complains he saves while me and mom splurge.
Sometimes i wonder, have i gone too far?

I no longer recognise myself.
The contridicting questions i ask myself often.
Who i've become.
Who i am.
Tell me, did my choices do me wrong?



The first time this semester.
When i first realised no one will be home during the evening, i dreaded it.
Thereafter, it feel ok.

Sat down to dinner watching reruns of a HK drama serial.
Clean up after, positioned myself on the couch in a comfort position with a bowl of chocolate swirl ice-cream to watch Amercian Sweethearts.
Then, i decided it was time to pamper myself.

Wrapped my hair up for a much needed mask session, while i prep my feet in for a spa & scrub session.
A long hot bath with full body scrub and i was out cleaning my nails.
Stood in front of the mirror and did my Kose black mask.
Body buttered all over later, it was time to pick my pores.

2 hrs later, with my face, hair, body and feet all scrub and moisturised.
Its time for me to retire into under my covers with Sushi for Beginners in hand.
Now, this is what i call a R&R friday night.



My life has become a standstill.
A bland of nothing and boring-ness of sch.
My assignments completed, i have no motivation to rush for others.
I need a distraction, the stillness in my life now is overwhelming and almost unbearable.
I miss having company and thus so, it seems being alone makes me vulnerable to depression.

I hope, this coming week will be the last of its type.
For i hope after that, things will perk up.
Yes, i rather be busy than do nothing.
Slacking at home doesn't suit me.
I love the thrill and busy life.

I crave for that, I want it back soon.
It is as it is, another 10more weeks of uni to go.



2 kinds of pests exists. 2 kinds of pests are currently living in my household. One's human, the others are just multiples of the same family. But both, to me are equally horrid.

Now, let me talk about nature's pest first. Yes, i'm glad that spring is here. The flowers bloom nicely, and its a pleasure to look at. But have u ever thought of the downside to spring? Well, let me enlightened you.

INSECTS!

All kinds, they fly to anywhere with light and bite u madness! Beetles larger than a dollar coin just appears once sunsets. Moths sticking on the walls, sitting ard the lamps. Mosquitos flying around, biting and sucking my blood. Spiders crawling on the walls. EWWW! DIE YOU ALL! I'm glad for lizards then though, help eat up all the mosquitos and moths. Yeah! they are like friends of the house now.

Now, for human pest. Yes, i classify him as a pest, he's past the level of just being pure irritating. He gets on my nerves. I don't speak to him without any need. I'm fine being left alone.

Let me tick off the list of things:

1. I have to NAG at him to do his cleaning duty. Its only into 1.5mths and i've done the nagging thrice.
2. After his cooking washing up, utensils are always left on the countertop and stovetop, LEAVING PUDDLES OF WATER! Fuck! As if u have a maria cleaning up after him. Damm it.
   
3. I hope the remainder of your Krispy Kremes get bitten by ants. Left it there for a week on the countertop. Such an eyesore.
   
4. Donno his legs made of steel or what. Don't know how to walk properly and always shuffeling his feet. Pissing me off most esp in the middle of the night, walking as if he weights like an elephant. The floors are thin ok! Since u always portray that u like 'thin' ppl, don't walk like a fucking 200pound meat can? Even i walk quieter than him!
   
5. How i wish my aunt was here to tell him off. Blardy ass loves to SLAM THE DOORS! Fuck sia, like pressing the handle down and closing it properly will KILL him! Every single time!
6. Acting 'blur' seems to be his favourite form of response, why doesn't he go be an actor. No wait, if he's an actor, the show will definately be a flop. When we tell you this and tell you not to do this because... his 'si meh?' response always irks me. Blardy hell, just say, 'oh.. ok can.' Be a man and admit to your mistakes!
7. Leaving his butter knife on top of his peanut butter container on the countertop. I hope the ants infest it at night then he uses it again in the morning to jam his butter.
   
8. Telling me last min that he needs to swap shift for cooking. Its 5.30pm! Apparantely he cannot read the notice plastered on the fridge. TELL PEOPLE A DAY IN ADVANCE. Stupid blind twit!
   
9. Empty bottles do not walk themselves to the recycling bin. Throw away your empty bottles! The countertop is not a rubbish bin!
   
10. The basic lame-ness is enough to kill me! The comment on: 'i miss my dog.' takes the cake. How can you blardy miss your dog when you haven even met your dog before? For goodness sake, your brother bought the dog after you came here last semester! You haven even been back to seen it. Only pictures. What the hell do u mean u miss your dog? Do u even know the meaning of MISS?
    

On the top of the list! The idiot had the decency to ACT BLUR! The last to come back on sunday nite and didn't lock the door. Only the gate was closed and latch on! Thank god Jieyi woke up at 2am and found out. Most atrociously, he can switch off the living room light but donno how to lock the door. When Jieyi told him about it on monday, he even had the check to respond: 'i got go out meh?' FUCK sia! Tell me, how can i not want to slap such a person.

I'm holding it in, its another 2.5more mths and everything's over!

忍! 忍!忍!



Times like this. i miss my mummy and da gu so much. Badly.
Woke up with a woozy tummy.
Headed to uni for an unproductive project meeting.
Came home for lunch and now my tummy's gone toppsy-twirly.
Been blowing gases and growling when i just had lunch!
Feels like an explosion is coming.
SOBX

*Gonna act like a kid and pout*



Everyday is someone's birthday.
But when that someone happens to be your friend,
You smile and send them your best wishes.

So here i am. To wish 2 of my friends.










The birth of a life form.
Is one of those things i can never phantom the amazing-ness of it.
Never fails to be precious and treasured.

Today, news just reached me that a distance cousin just gave birth to triplets.
I smiled to that thought.
Congratulations i give to the couple.
For although i don't know them well.
But birth of a child is meant to be celebrated no matter whom they are.

No names are given to the children yet, for now is no1, no2, no3.
3 little girls to raise.
How they will become?
In time will tell.

Smilez.





Up and about since my eyes opened this morning.
More than 16hrs of non-stop 'action'
Doubt i'll be able to go for my jog tmr.
Please spare me on that.

Well, believe me when i say i start to yawn at 10.30pm
Because i really am.
TIRED is the word for me.
Everyone's amaze at my low energy/profile nowadays.
But i simply am tired.

I think its the weather.
But to be more accurate, shd be the lifestyle.
Its becoming a retirement country.
States like SA are referred to as the retirement state.
Ppl sleep at 10pm here and wake at 6.
I think i'm becoming like that.

Well, it is off to bed for me, way passed my usual bedtime.
Yes ppl, my bedtime usually is 11pm.

Riverfire was an absolute blast!
Got a good spot, envious by eugene.
Hee.
That being said, standing and walking for 3.5hrs straight.
Adds to my mental tiredness.

Last but not least.

HAPPY 22Nd BIRTHDAY BOO!

Wishing u all the best in ur undertakings.
May life bring you many happiness on a platter.
Its ur day, to drink up and puke ur stomach out.
LOVE!

life's a bitch, but embrace the bitch and you'll find it to be an angel
love it, don't abuse it

Desiree, aka Jenn or Jean.
coffee lover. spike me up with some peach martini & lychee daquri. secretly indulgences in hk drama serials. hearts pretty nails. absolute shoe whore.

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