Guess who’s back from Tokyo!
A quick update because as of yet, no photos from Angela or Christine yet - thanks a lot, guys.
Let me just give you the highlights.
1) Disneysea rocked my socks. It was the best thing about my Tokyo trip! Don’t listen to stupid people like Trey and Neal who tell [...]
I forgot to blog about AKP’s Thanksgiving party because I’m not American. wtf.
The vast array of food, to which I contributed…sandwiches. wtf.
Me, my host sister Naoko (ISN’T SHE GORGEOUS!!!!) and ever-pretty Angela. I look like a ho bag next to them. wtf. A PINK ho bag.
An action pink ho bag. wtf.
Comrade Luo practising [...]
Wonders of wonders!
I’ve finally gotten a job. wtf.
Please don’t misconstrue this (eh “misconstrue” is now my favorite word next to “wtf”, “mat 7″ and “ano ne” wtf), and think that I’ve been procrastinating in finding work okay. But I’ve just received my permit to work part-time here so tah-dah brand new job waiting for [...]
Hello blog stalkers.
Today we’re going to conduct an experiment.
But first, a little secret of mine.
I am the one of the most chronic blog stalkers around. I think I visit 20-30 blogs regularly, possibly about 10 everyday just because they update damn frequently.
I am such a stalker that sometimes I even know what car some [...]
Genji asked me what I see in her brother. Is it his dressing?
Er, I guess so. As it happens, since I am an Ah Lian, I’d rather have someone who wore cuffs, chains on his pants and suspenders than someone who wears t-shirts and pants every day of his life. Or flat [...]
Let me answer the last entry’s comments here.
Firstly, Mummy Ooi, it’s not that I wanted to be ugly okay! How can, everybody deep down has an innate desire to be beautiful, okay!
I, er, merely did not have the confidence to wear sleeveless baju, much less spaghetti straps.
Cos I was freaking ugly okay! I [...]
As much as I say I hate children, something tells me that a lot of factors are going to combine and make me pop one out in the future.
For example, husband’s whining about the continuance of his family line, parents’ nagging about getting old and wanting to play with children on their laps, and my [...]
