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Sunday, January 15, 2006

bodyart & a hot guy

ladies and gents, meet my new tattoo:


which makes #3 on the bodyart front, joinin the family on friday the 13th.

this one hurt. more than the biohazard on my lower back. or maybe it was just the lack of alcohol to numb my senses. i dunno. this is the first tat i've gotten that i've been completely alcohol-free. hmm.

strange, though.

you would think, that with the amount of fats around my belly to cushion the needle, it wouldn't have hurt that much.

ah well. pain or not, its done, i've survived. without any screaming or crying or fainting. just a few jibes from my dear friends about my jiggly tummy. yeahyeahyeah. i'm fat. so what. a woman needs a bit of meat on her, aight? bah.

DOOFUS cannot, for the life of him, understand why anyone would want to put themselves through such suffering and pain just to get a tattoo.

i don't claim to understand it, either. but if you took away my tattoos, i'd feel weird. naked. i wouldn't be me.

me and DOOFUS have more or less settled on the location of tattoo #4. (after much haggling and negotiation. meh.) no, its not gonna be on my butt. although it IS rather close to that general area.

i already know what i want for #4. just need to make final decisions on the eventual words, once DOOFUS gets the list for me.

i'm such a sucker for pain, man.



i don't care WHAT anyone else says, but DAMN! ricky martin is HOTHOTHOTHOTHOT!

i just saw him on oprah (yeah. i occasionally watch oprah. oh, shut up.) and he looks alot better now, than he did years ago.

come on - how can anyone not love that face? i liiike..

so rugged, so "bad boy" now - what with the unshaven-ness and all.

and those eyes, those EYES! my god!

oh, and let's not forget his wonderful sex-ay moves. face it. men who can dance are hot. men who can rotate their hips THAT gorgeously are beyond hot.

yes. it takes sooo little to make me go absolutely, insanely, crazily GOOGOOGAGA.

but y'know what?

I don't care
I just wanna be yours
I know I told you I'd never love you the way that I did again after all that you did to me
But I got to say

I don't care
I just wanna be yours
And I tried everything in my power to never ever say "please come back to me"
But I got to say

but shhh.. don't tell my boyfriend. ;)


p/s : why is food so bloody expensive nowadays?!

DOOFUS and i ate bak kut teh on friday, and the bill came up to $20 - $10 per person.


at this rate, i'm gonna seriously need to start dieting. not out of fear of putting on weight, but out of fear that MONEY NO ENOUGH TO BUY FOOD.

rubbish, lah.


Tuesday, January 10, 2006

what the hell is "normal" anyway?

yesterday, me and DOOFUS went out and attempted the "normal life" thing. well, as much of a "normal life" as possible, given the circumstances.

it was kinda weird. but nice. to do "normal" stuff.

its really hard to have a "normal" life - a "normal" relationship - when we both have a million commitments.

especially, WORK. working 12, 14 hours a day, 6 (and sometimes 7) days a week doesn't leave much time for anything else. add to that family commitments, social commitments, blahblah, etcetc..

you can see how we're lucky if we get to see each other weekly. and even then its only for a few hours, if we're fortunate.

we hardly get the opportunity to go out, and do the things that a lot of couples take for granted.

like - watching movies, and having lunch/dinner, and drinking coffee. or shopping together. or just walking around, spending time together, talking..

but. we're trying. as best we can.

hey. our relationship's not perfect. no one's is. but in a lot of ways, what we have is good. sometimes. most of the time. yeah.

so anyhow.

we ended up at plaza singapura. walking around. looking at stuff. being together.

and then we grabbed dinner at pastamania. where DOOFUS has, amazingly, never eaten ever before. shocking, huh?

so we sat down, and decided what we wanted, and then.. DOOFUS calls to the server guy : "can we order now?" and i had to tell him that we had to go to the counter and order.

"OH! okay.. i feel so suaku!"

so much like his namesake, i tell you. heh.

we managed to make it through dinner without any major mishaps, though.

it felt really good to be able to just sit down and eat a meal together and talk about random stuff. kinda weird, since we're both not really used to it, but so nice.

scrapped plans for drinks with his cousin, canned the movie idea, and just headed back to laze around watching dvds and snacking on mac d's.

santa's slay SUCKED. i'm traumatised. i choose to believe santa claus is real. he lives in finland. he has the whole workshop and whatnot. he has reindeer, but not necessarily magical flying ones. and no, he doesn't fly around, sliding down chimneys, delivering presents. but he EXISTS. he's real. he's there. and he's GOOD. not evil. dammit.

DOOFUS thinks i'm crazy to believe that. he found the movie kinda cool. pfft. what do men know? pfft.

the longest yard was pretty funny. but it sucks that caretaker kicks the bucket. tragedy in a comedy. not good.

cinderella man was suprisingly good. for a boxing movie. i don't like boxing. maybe its because DOOFUS made me watch that will smith movie, ali, so many times. overkill, i tell ya. but cinderella man had a pretty alright storyline. DOOFUS just loved the boxing bits. men. pfft.


so that was our attempt at a "normal" life.

and now, its back to our erratic schedules and 12 hour workdays. at least till the next time we both get time off that coincides.

oh, i came across this quote that i'd just like to share with my dear ones. especially those going through difficult times :

"human love is an infinite resource. no matter how many times its expended, whether stolen or given away, love can grow again - like a flower from a bulb - and fill your heart."

remember that, ok?

i know, from experience, that there is truth in that quote.

keep your chin up, be strong, and have faith.

at least, try. :)

Sunday, January 01, 2006

hello 2006!

DOOFUS has had to go for a last minute business trip to KL. on new year's day. with less than a few hour's notice.

this really sucks major ass, lah.

i don't like. not at all.


party at shilt & jenn's last night was cool. lots of alcohol. lots of noise. lots of screaming. lots of shouting. lots of dirty-minded sexual innuendos. lots of drunken peoples.

and the police came to bust up the party. TWICE.

er.. oops..

looks like we were a leeeetle beeet too noisy.


but it was still good. yeah.

photos are being uploaded. proof of all the debauchery and whatnot that we indulge in under the influence of ze sacred liquid (aka alcohol). heh.

just for the record, no i was NOT mabuks outta my skull.

in fact, this entire holiday season, i have been an absurdly good girl.

alcohol makes me do really stupid things.

thus, is very good idea to refrain, especially in the company of my friends, who i am positive will never let me forget about the stupid ass things i do.

makes so much sense. mm-hmm.

i'm hungry.


lets all hope the year 2006 is way, way better than 2005 (doesn't matter if you had a good year or a sucky year. it works either way.)

cheers, darlings!

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