Monthly Archives: November 2010

why not having facebook is bad

horrible quiche dish

pimply pimply pimple face

disgusting grad night pics.

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crappy deepavali

the search for odyseuss was good.

atmosphere was amazing

i like candles.

really great. was super impressed by the commitment and energy displayed by background actors.

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went sentosa yesterday

it was terrible terrible

never go sentosa on a public holiday

ESPACIALLY DEEPAVALI

i hate to say this but god, they are REALLY irritating.

one moment you’re looking out and relaxing

and then

you’re just chilling..

AND THEN!

 

THEY ARE FUCKING IRRITATING. FUCKING PERVS KEPT TAKING PICS OF US WHIE WE WERE RESTING, TREATING US LIKE SOME FUCKING BACKGROUND.

and they have NO CLASS at all.

you can stare straight at them or point your finger at them and they won’t fucking stop!

tanning was a total fail, wasnt even relaxing since i kept trying to keep a lookout for these ppl.

white dog’s cafe was nice though

 

seafood linguine 11.9

pork cutlet 10.9

strawberry lemonade and blueberry banana bonanza   ex.

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today i tried to cook creamy tomato and ham linguine

looks good right. i added cayenne pepper and paprika to give this orangey creamy glow. i was so hungry and i coudn’t wait to taste the sweet diced tomatoes, the creamy tomato sauce and the succulent ham

so i took a first bite

and it was bitter

BITTER!??

why the fuck is it bitter!

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so i went to trace the source of the bitterness, but the ham was fine, the cream was fresh, the tomatoes were ripe

and then i thought, the milk

i smelt the milk carton. smelt ok not sour. just to check i took a sip of it

sigh

it was the milk

fucking milk ruined my master dish!

i am so vulgar in this post!! this is terrible!!

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i didnt want to waste the ham

so i tossed the linguine in some olive oil and freshly ground salt and pepper

and washed thoroughly the cream off the ham and sauteed with more olive oil and seasoning.

tasted really light and awesome.

other pics:

its real!

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(: first time giving tips. breeks cafe.

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i like my nails.

 

 


little women

I saw this lady walking in heels yesterday and I just started thinking:

Julian Hibbard

like seriously this entire train of thought followed, honestly I can’t even remember what I was doing while thinking all those things; was I returning home? does it look obvious when i daydream; like JD? do i totally shut off and block out other sounds and stuff?

ANYWAY BEFORE THIS NEW TRAIN OF THOUGHT INTERRUPTS THIS ONE,

I think in so many ways women have to work so much harder just to prove themselves to be on the same level as men.

like on the daily basis, working women are expected to put makeup and heels, it sounds simple but there’s so much more to it:

makeup= facial cleansing, toner, moisturizer, spf lotion, foundation, loose powder, blusher, eyeliner, eyeshadow, lipstick, eyebrow liner

and throughout all these women are expected to wax their legs and armpits and (underwhere?) underthere, keep perfectly clean and properly manicured nails, maintain a pretty hairstyle, thread their eyebrows, do facials.

every couple of months we’d have to dye our roots. and then there’s conditioning, anti frizz sprays, hair moisturizers and gel. and straightening and curling for special occasions.

 

the pressure to look good is insane:

on REALLY REALLY BAD DAYS, I can just be looking in the mirror desperately trying to put tgt an outfit and get really frustrated cos i dun feel pretty at all and i dun wanna leave home cos im afraid anyone, just anyone will notice any flaw in what im wearing and how i look. is my hair flat, is my face too pimply and pale. are my hips too wide. do my thighs look absolutely disgusting in this pair of jeans. do i look like a transvestite.

and I know I’m not the only one

what do men have to worry about; some shaving cream, pair of cuffs, exercise frequently enough, tons of gel and they’re good.

assholes.