Before I begin this post, I’d like to make a disclaimer that anything you read in this post might or might not be an accurate reflection of me as a person. Events might or might not have happened as described below. Please take the descriptions below with a generous pinch of salt and five-spice powder. In no way am I representing any company when I say the following.
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Today, a sorta colleague of mine mentioned that he thought i’d gained weight. In that really affronting, self-righteous way that really pisses me off. Bearing in mind he’s still a colleague, though, I played nice and said something along the lines of,  “Well, my weighing machine doesn’t say so but I guess your myopic vision and judgmental nature are probably more accurate.” In other words, I smiled and nodded politely, while he went on saying how, “really, you’ve put on weight since you’ve joined us. Really.”

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Anyhoo, I thought of the perfect comeback 5 hours later when I was showering. I should have said, “Oh really? My 5 boyfriends and 37 suitors would like to disagree. Really. ”
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While technically he didn’t call me fat, and he could just be mistaking my menstrual bloat for extra weight, I gotta say I still felt offended enough to want to make him PAY. (Ok, really, he’s a nice person.. I don’t interact with him much but still a colleague so yea..)
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So I was lucky that it was actually a nice colleague (sorta) who’d said that to me. What about people who are mean and say things in an attempt to make you feel bad about yourself? Here’s an effective way to turn the tables on them (or at least, in my head, I think it’s an effective way)
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To fight off people who say mean things about you, make them feel as awkward as possible by employing TMI (Too Much Information)

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person: you’re gaining weight
you: oh really? my view is still unobstructed enough for me to shave my nether regions.

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person: you’re fat and ugly
you: i still get laid more than you.

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person: i get laid more than you
you: i have less of a chance of contracting STDs than you

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And the list goes on! Basically, think of anything that would make someone uncomfortable and use that to your advantage. Some simple suggestions include bowel movements, STDs, hygiene, sex stories, eating weird things, fetishes, animals and any combination of the above. If you ever need help, ask me. I’m the Queen of TMI, as all my friends probably know by now ><

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Speaking of being accused of being fat, I gotta say, I just LURRRRVE it when people tell me, “You’re not fat, you’re just big-sized!” As if I didn’t know.

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Also, the people who have outrightly called me fat (ok, all 2 of them) are, oddly enough, skinny stick insects (really, one of them literally looked like a stick insect. How he ever gets/will get laid is beyond me) who are, imo, in no position to label people “fat” like it’s a bad thing. Gotta tell ya, I’m pretty sure chubby girls are a lot more fun between the sheets (and legs) than bony chicks will be. Like seriously, what are you working with on a skinny chick? Now, (here comes a bit of TMI, be warned) when I, for want of a better word, analyze myself, I realize that my ‘nicer’ parts are the parts with a bit more meat; namely, T&A.. I’ll admit. I want to lose some weight so I’ll look better in clothes (because in Asia, we don’t have sizes 0-10. We have sizes -12 to 0) But when I think of the softness I’ll lose when losing weight, I kinda want to focus my weight loss efforts on those parts that could stand to lose some meat (tummy, maybe).

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Btw, due to the TMI in the above paragraph, I deliberately left it as one whole chunk to make it tougher to read =P Anyhoo, the issue brought up in that paragraph is one that I’ve explored in one of my upcoming pre-written posts so don’t anybody steal my idea now! All it needs are some pictures!

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Ok i’ve ranted a bit and feel better. Off to bed now. Happy Monday everyone. It’s shit indeed. I love you all =D

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but when I’m facing this page,  it’s like the words all come to a screeching halt, refusing to flow from my brain, through my fingertips to the keyboard+screen. It’s incredibly frustrating ><

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Anyhoo, i couldn’t stand leaving my blog so empty and sad looking, what with that angsty-sounding entry being the most recent entry.. So I thought, hey, let’s blog about something fun!

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I actually had 3 topic areas to blog about but  right now, I can only remember one. However, to make things a bit livelier, here’s my latest vlog update which you’d have seen if you were subscribed to my channel on Youtube, or if you were my friend on FB.

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Ah yes. A very interesting video as usual!!!!!!

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Anyhoo. Here’s the thing I wanted to blog about. It’s one of my usual “thought/opinion”-type entries…

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Opinion.

I recently did a meme on FB that required me to answer about my “Current Relationship Status”. My answer was “-”.  I don’t know if you guys have ever wondered why I choose not to display my relationship status on FB, but while it started out as simple ignorance for me, it slowly became an active decision/choice not to display that status.

Uh in case you didn’t know, it’s “single”.

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Why?

I think a lot of the reason behind my decision has to do with the stigma associated with being single. That said, though, there’s a myriad of reasons behind my decision. While I don’t like being labelled “single”, I don’t see the need to display my relationship status let’s say IF there was a change. Also, it’s such a hassle having to change relationship statuses. Unless you are pretty sure about it, there’s not really adequate reason to change it.  I’m pretty sure FB and other social networks came up with this thing just so we could mindfuck ourselves on a whole other level.

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I mean, there are so many stories about people quarreling over FB statuses, girls doing silly things like marrying each other on fb (which is ok if it’s all in the name of fun for awhile but gets old really quick), people changing their relationship statuses every time something happens, people not being on the same page when it comes to relationship statuses etc.

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Statuses like “Married” and “In a relationship” and even “Single” are totally fine by me. It’s statuses like “It’s Complicated” or “In an open relationship” that make me think, “What’s the point?” If it’s complicated, why complicate things further by putting, “It’s Complicated” up? If you truly are “in an open relationship” with someone, why declare that you’re in a relationship with that person? I mean, if it’s an open relationship, there’s no need to stake claim, right?

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I’m not going to lie and say i’ve never contemplated using those statuses… But every time I think about doing it, the rational, sensible side of me steps in and goes, “WTF who are you kidding? Why waste your time?”

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The only time I will display a relationship status on my FB profile is if/when I am in a relationship / married (*GASP**) and my partner asks me to (kinda like peeing all over my FB to stake claim, but i don’t really mind that i guess). Otherwise, I don’t see a point to displaying my status. The people who ought to know know and the people who don’t can jolly well assume whatever they want. After all, they can choose from “Single”, “In a RS”, “In an open RS”, “It’s Complicated”, “Engaged”, “Married” or “It’s gay rainbow donkey balls”

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As an ending note to this section, just a disclaimer on some of the other stuff I do show (because I do tend to overshare sometimes). I decided that there was a NEED for me to display that I’m interested in MEN. Not WOMEN. Because my profile and whatever shenanigans I get up to can lead people to think otherwise. Yup.

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Actual personal life bloggage

WELL. I met up with Da Jie and Er Jie (Jen and Shirin respectively) from PRIMARY SCH last night!!! We’ve not seen each other in almost 10 years!!!  Massive catching up session. While I was initially apprehensive about meeting up and kinda worried about whether we’d have stuff to talk about, turns out my fears were unfounded. We had a great time chatting and catching up on our lives… 10 years worth of catching up! We’re sooo grown up now though. haha.

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There’s other stuff I want to blog about but I’m going to just save it for next time. It’s pretty deep stuff actually.

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Random note: My birthday, apart from being Mischief Night (night before Halloween when everyone dresses up trick-or-treatin’), is also, apparently, Victoria Derby Day. Horses, anyone?

<3 =)

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or at least, that’s what I think it’ll do..

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this is probably in line with the previous post where I waxed on a bit about how amazing life would be if I could live my dreams of making it big.

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I’ve always wondered about innovative stores and products and how people come up with those inventions, such as the coffee jacket and other such things you see young trendy designers coming up with. There’s a whole process to it too, from identifying a need (or creating one), to addressing the need, designing your product, marketing it and then selling it. Of course, having studied what I’ve studied, the marketing part is probably the part I’m most familiar with, but it’s the identifying/creating a need part that really defines the success of your product.

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Such creativity and keen observation often eludes me and I find myself trying to see if there’s anything I could invent that would revolutionize the world… And today, I finally came upon a pretty awesome idea. Let me present…

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THE YOU KEY!

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What is it?

Basically the You key is a button on your keyboard that stores a catchphrase that you find yourself using most often, be it “LOL”, “what’s up” or “fuck off ninja turtle!” It acts like a Copy/Paste function, but stores the phrase you choose until you decide to replace it with something else or remove it. Depending on the logistics, you can possibly have a limitless number of characters stored in that key.

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Whatever for??

Analyze your own ’speech’ patterns on the web. I’m pretty sure there’s a phrase you use pretty often that might take you more than a single keystroke to type. It could be “AWESOMESAUCE YO”, or “ROAR” or “FMLLL”, “YOU IZ A FAILZORZ” (no idea where these phrases came from) or y’know, those over-imitated ones like “MAD CHIO”, “KAWAII NE”, “DULAN TTM” etc..

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Well, think of how much time you’d save if you could type that out with a single tap of a key, conveniently placed next to the alt/ctrl keys! And y’know it’s probably good for your health too. Motor skills and all that. It could double up as a special action key for computer games!! Woot!

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Why on earth!?!?!

I only came upon this idea because I realized that in one day, I’d have to use the phrase “why, what happened!???” about 10xs at least.. For some reason (not that I’m complaining, more like I’m boasting). people like to come up to me on MSN and say stuff like, “omg i’m so pissed”, “wtf guess what” or “cher i’m so saaaadd” etc..

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So the next 5678901332 times this happens, I could use the You key and respond in a flash! No more unnecessary typing time, no more cramping fingers. With just one keystroke, I could convey my personality and concern over the Interwebzzz and around the world!

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People all over the world can now have MLIAs and FMLs about accidentally using the You key! Lovers could store special messages in their You keys for their partners! Spamming people has never been easier! With the You key, the sky’s the limit! Or at least, whatever the maximum character count is.

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So? What do you think of my AWESOMESAUCEBBQ idea? And also, what are the phrases you find yourselves using the most awesome? [edit: i saw that typo error ("using the most awesome?") and wanted to edit it but I think it sits well as it is so yea.. haha ]

Let me know! =)

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Life is one great lapdance. No… Wait.. That’s the beginning of some other blog entry.. =P What I meant to say was something I’ve come to realize (as usual) about us.
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We want the lapdance

If we were all truly honest with ourselves, we’d recognize that all of us somehow hope that good things in life would simply fall onto our laps, kinda like a lapdance of all the things we want. Sadly, this only happens for all of 1% of the people in the world (I USED A STATISTIC! I am (in)credible!!) so the remaining 99% of us are.. fucked..?

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Just over the past few days/weeks, I’ve had random bouts of contemplation, thinking about what my life COULD be. It seems there are two lives for everyone – the life they COULD be leading, and the life they actually lead. I think about the former often enough, and in that life, everything seems perfect and wonderful and I’d wonder why the hell am I not leading that life.

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I’d always think that if I really tried, I could be doing everything I wanted to. Be a fashion magazine editor, work in an upscale environment (maybe New York? =)), see important people everyday, mingle with VIPs, become a world-famous singer, model (no thanks to my recent ANTM marathons), actress, Broadway star, etc..! Yet despite having all these dreams, I have never actively tried to achieve them. I’m simply sitting around, making the slightest effort to perform, search for opportunities, then sit around waiting for Life to perform its lapdance for me. There isn’t enough of the carpe diem mentality in me to prod me to do better. Secretly, I wish someone who knows me will find me some amazing opportunity and recommend me to try it and tra~la! My amazing journey will begin!

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Count your blessings..

Granted, many would argue that the life I lead now is pretty perfect in many ways already, and I agree. In many ways my life is extraordinary and there are so many blessings to give thanks for. I also know that there are many MANY people out there who wish to live my life (oh trust me, I know) and oh how they get on my nerves lol. It is probably this knowledge that makes me so content to sit on my ass and be happy with the life I’m leading.

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As I’ve been discussing with a friend the past few days, I believe I have a pretty strong coping mechanism that helps me get over rough times pretty well. Because of this, I find myself very thankful most of the time and not really in a situation where i “want” a lot. This mentality and ability to give thanks is one of the reasons why I’m not leading an even more fulfilling life.

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Afraid to try

Another reason why we don’t go all out to go for the life we want is that we’re afraid of trying and then failing. At least, that’s probably true for me. I’m afraid of or discouraged by failing. When I don’t get a response after trying, I get discouraged and disheartened. I slowly lose hope and my coping mechanism turns itself on (not that way!), helping me feel better about my life at its present situation.

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And so, thanks to all this and the recent revelation that there’s a lot more I want from life, I’m starting to feel kinda stuck in a rut. I’ve had so many wild ideas that I’ve been “sure will get me noticed and rocket me to fame and fortune”.. What crazy dreams and wild fantasies I’ve entertained of going to The Ellen Show and getting talent spotted (for I dunno, picking my nose or amazing breathing skillZ)… Or of running into Tyra Banks on the streets while strutting my stuff (yea when she’s in Singapore of course)..

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I know I should tell myself to stop waiting for the lapdance and just grab my chances by the balls (what an amazing metaphor this is turning out to be) but it feels so impossible to me that I don’t even want to try..! What do you think? Have you ever regretted not trying anything? Is it better to have given it your best than to sit around wondering what could have been? The answer seems to be “YES” but it’s a lot easier said than done.

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Maybe I’m just plain lazy. Ohwells. Also, I know I spelt “lap dance” as “lapdance” throughout. It was deliberate. Sssh. CIAO ALL and till the next time, take care =)

PS: Special mention to Yarn, for her awesome interpretation of the gibberish in my MSN nickname. It was simply AWESOME.

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I’m typing this from my iPod touch woots! So this post is a little overdue since the events i’m about to describe happened way long ago..

So about 2 weeks or so ago I met up with a bunch of my girlfriends whom I love dearly.. Mich, sy and edna! We were supposed to meet up on Good Friday evening for dinner and a nice night out of shopping, walking around and whatnot..

However, our dear miss mich said she might have to leave early as she was going clubbing.. Eventually, though, when we actually met up, she said she didn’t have to.

We did all get into the mood for a nice night out though, under michelle’s influence.. We made an effort to dress up rather nicely, though I couldn’t really do much since I had to meet them right after church..

Anyway, we met up and had a great dinner at fish&co where Michelle managed to convince us to go clubbing after.. (Notice how I am putting all the blame on her? Haha) so after some frenzied shopping for clothes for me, we made our way to Zouk!

We had quite a lotta fun, I must say.. In short, it was a night of booze, dancing, games ( I totally own “I have never”!) and lots of love and laughter.. Check out the pictures below to see how much fun we had!

Gotta go now, typing in my dad’s car is making me wanna throw up!! Ciao all~

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I realized just how superficial I was when I thought a bit about my reaction to the following news story:

Story above taken from http://www.straitstimes.com/BreakingNews/Singapore/Story/STIStory_508422.html

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Mmhmm.. Now, guess what my reaction was after reading this article? Those of you who follow me on twitter will know.. I said:

“hellooooo cutie!! why haven’t i seen you around my office?: http://sgBEAT.com/url/1151 “

followed by

“person mentioned in prev tweet is apparently an oil rig designer.. haha”

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“yes, that was d only thing that jumped out at me in that article. & d fact that he’s quite cute. i didn’t really care about the assault lol”

Yea…. I’m slightly embarassed by that. But you gotta admit.. Dude is cute.. Haha.

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What about you? What’s your take on this story or my reaction? Heh.

Ciao guys!

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a pre-prepared post!! woots. though it seems as if no one’s responding eh. hm.
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well now, this will be one of those “shorter” entries but still generally philosophical heh.

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To help you non-Singaporeans understand some of the context here, let me explain some laws we have in Singapore. In recent years, the government has moved to ban smoking in most public areas, most notably eating areas, bus stops, clubs and pubs, among others.

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I was really pleased at this development because i’m one of those obnoxious people that cannot stand cigarette smoke. If anyone within a ten metre radius of me lights up, I sniff the air like a blood hound and make annoyed faces and noises. Yea. So when the rule became more widespread, I started becoming very open about being disapproving of people who’d smoke at bus stops or other prohibited areas. I’d pretend to snap pictures of them on my phone camera (yes, Brenda, to pretend to send to Stomp! lol) and stare them down.

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About a week or two ago, I was at the bus stop near my house waiting for a bus. I was vaguely aware of someone sitting behind me after awhile, but didn’t pay attention until I smelt cigarette smoke. Annoyed, I turned to see who the culprit was. Apart from an innocent looking young(ish) guy sitting behind me, I didn’t see anyone else. I put it down to someone in a nearby house smoking out their window or something. I grew progressively more annoyed as time passed but couldn’t find anyone to blame it on!

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The bus soon arrived and I stood up and moved to the front of the bus stop. Then, I managed to take a good look at the guy who was seated behind me and lo and behold, he was holding a fag in his hand, enjoying the last of his smoke before getting onto the bus.

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At this point I had some major conflicting emotions. I was really pissed off at him for smoking at a bus stop (he was INSIDE the bus stop, sitting down!! as opposed to standing a few metres away!) but at the same time, I didn’t really feel too angry towards him..

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Why? Well look at the title of this post. Haha. He was… kinda cute, I guess. And it definitely made me less angry at him.  I was a lot more willing to let it go and not fuss too much about it… Until I realized how superficial I was being. Typically the offenders that get on my nerves are ugly, wrinkled old men at a different bus stop (that sees a totally different demographic of commuters altogether) and that, compounded with the smoke, just drives me nuts.

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How about you guys? Do you tend to go easy on attractive people? It’s natural, isn’t it? I’m sure i’m not the only one. I remember when I was in college we once read about a research project that looked at the relationship between a person’s attractiveness and the kind of punishment they are dealt when caught/tried. Mostly, attractive people were punished more lightly than not-so-attractive people unless they were deemed to have used their attractiveness to their advantage when committing the act.

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Cool, huh? =) Ok so let’s all try to stop judging books by their covers.. That’s the moral of the story today. Till the next time, CIAOOOO <3

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hola!! =)) Sorry for the non-bloggage for like, EVER. I’ve been busy and lazy as usual.. Feb was a totally crazy time for me, every single weekend was booked.. And it’s starting to seem like March is just going to be more of the same..

Just a quick reminder to self about March:

1) Meet Ann! (first weekend for coffee meetup with S?)

2) 12th dinner with tnt

3) 13th- MJ with girls and check if any prior apptmts

4) first weekend with yarn?

5) 27th with sgbloggers

6) 26th play

Yea that’s all so far. Mannn, working really destroys my ability to hang out during weekdays.. I did meet up with val yesterday though and have discovered that Raffles City is a pretty awesome place to shop.. heh. I’ve also discovered that shopping alone is detrimental to the health of my bank account.. ><

Aaaanyhoo, this blog entry is supposed to be a nice meaty satisfying one for those of you who prefer my blog entries..

Most of you should know I’m Catholic and that my belief system is pretty much shaped by Catholic values and principles. Well, most of it, at least. I realized lately that I have an underlying belief that governs my whole outlook on life and yea, i’m about to share it! lol.

Basically, I feel that our life and everything we worry/care about can be classified into a few basic categories. They are

• Family
• Health
• Love
• Work
• Friends
• Money
• Spirit /Faith (in other words, religion)

Now, the basic principle to life relating to the above is this:

Balance.

Yup! Simple huh? Basically, everything will balance out. Religiously, I’d say I believe this because I believe God is fair. You could also see it in a very Zen-manner and believe in the ultimate balance of the universe.

What this balance is referring to is that everything is fairly allocated. For example, if you are doing poorly at work and thus also have money problems, then you probably have love, friends and family who care for you and are probably generally healthy and spiritually sound too. Alternatively if you excel at work, have lots of money, and have great friends and family, then you might just be a bit more prone to illness, or maybe not have a good foundation faith-wise.

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So here’s some real-life updating from me that you rarely get on this blog. Everytime I pray (every night and every week at church), I kinda do a mental stock check of all these areas in life and pray that everything’s alright with all of them. However, I know there has to be balance and that something has to lose out somewhere.. Now for me, the most important things are Family and Health. These 2 I will never compromise on. The rest are very important too but I can compromise on those..

I’m very fortunate to be blessed with good things on most of my “areas”.. I have a wonderful family and mostly we have peace (though I guess you can say my bad relationship with my brother is a dip in the see-saw here).. I have AWESOME friends, money isn’t too big a problem, I’m a normal, mostly healthy person and I’m spiritually sound.. So yea, it seems everything’s up up up.. So a while ago, I was sorta taking stock and really praying very hard about the last 2 categories (work had not happened yet and up till then it had been “school”.. love was… not too good. a dip for sure)..

Let’s just say I kinda prayed for 2 things that were sort of happening around the same period. And what ended up happening was this: God gave me a GREAT job and decided to even things out by giving me a $%^&#craphole of a love life..

I mean when I look back on it.. I know how relieved I was when I got the job I wanted. At that precise moment I knew that I would have been a lot more devastated if I had gotten the uh relationship-related thing and lost out on the job than if i had gotten the job and lost out on the relationship-related thing. I think I even told some people this exact same sentiment right at that moment.

And honestly, my job has got to be God-given because it’s just awesome. I’m surrounded by amazing people, learning lots of things, can get to and from work very conveniently… From the bottom of my heart I know it was in His plan (ok if i’m coming across too religious well, I’m sort of sorry but seriously, you don’t understand the whole story) and that the long wait was worth it because I feel truly blessed with a great job. When I hear about some other horror stories of first jobs, I can’t help but give thanks.

About the shitfest that is my love life… I don’t know if I can do without one (because it seems like to even out the balance of all the categories I need to have a shitty or no love life) but I know now that if/when it happens, it’s going to be amazing. Like my job. And I really believe it because I know my next relationship will probably be IT, coz I’m *cough* such an accomodating and wonderful person. lol. No seriously though. I don’t foresee myself getting into any arguments or anything because i honestly think good communication can resolve most problems.

Anyways, we shall not talk about this anymore lol. What do you think? Agree with my Grand Theory?? Love the entry? haha. Love y’all. Will blog about the amazing mahjong night with my girls Michelle Siying and Edna soon! Till then, CIAOOO

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HOLA! =)

Long time no blog! I know some of you missed me, heh. Anyhoo, we’ll see what kinda reaction this entry gets because I’m not gonna waste time BLOGGING if Vlogging is way more popular (and I personally prefer vlogging to blogging lol).. Yea.. I actually have another video ready for uploadage but I thought I’d appease those who prefer Blogs before I post yet another vlog entry..

On a side note, some of you can actually Subscribe to me on Youtube if you have Youtube accounts.. I sometimes discreetly post videos up there that I don’t really publicize heh. You can also see videos I’ve favorited and feel free to enjoy my meticulously-put-together playlists!

Heh. Alright, back to the topic of this blog! So really long ago, I wanted to share what it’s like to be a WRUB DJ! A few of you know this, I was a student DJ back in the day (ahem) when I was at UB (University at Buffalo, State University of New York).. It was honestly one of the best things I’d ever done..

So the other day I was just going through my old recordings of my show - the GQ Show.. And I felt very nostalgic.. So I thought I’d share what the process is like for each show =)

BEFORE EACH SHOW

Since the GQ Show is a Gossip-oriented show, I read up on all the gossip that happened in the days before the show and pick out interesting things that I want to talk about.. My pet issue during that time was the Brangelina-JAnistin drama so I more or less always found a way to squeeze that topic in.. =)

I also have to prepare a playlist on my Ipod of all the songs I wanted to play.. I’d do it in sets of 3 -1:

1. First song would be the “background music” track for a segment of talking – otherwise known as a Mic Break.
2. Song to play
3. Song to play

After 2 songs, I’d have to play a “cart”, which is better known as commercials, from the computer in the booth.. Then I play a piece from “rotation” – a set of music we have to choose from to play each hour.. So I’d line up a song after that.. And then repeat =) It eventually ends up in the first song being background music, then 3 songs, then background music, then 3 songs etc…

So generally I’d have about 5 sections of 3-1 per 1.5hr show.. Yep. Once I’ve prepared the playlist, I write down all the songs on a notepad so that it’s easier for me to announce the songs during each mic break..

DURING THE SHOW

1) Plug in Ipod and headphones

2) Using computer, play show intro cart (opening song for the show)

3) Play Ipod (background music), make sure sound volume is just right (see soundboard below! =)) and speak!

4) After talking and introducing upcoming songs, play songs.

5) Prepare cart to play and rotation pieces. Pick rotation pieces from CD wall..

6) Play cart followed by rotation piece.

7) Play remaining song.

8 ) Go to mic break with background music playing (adjust volume, etc)

9) Talk Gossip. If necessary, hold/host contest and give away prizes. Promo upcoming events =)

10) Repeat! =))

AFTER THE SHOW

Update show log every show. =)

Yup, that’s more or less it. We also have fun events like WRUB Game Nights and WRUB Day and TOP40 day =) Those events are super fun and plus the people were awesome, which made everything even more fun. Gah I miss DJ-ing!! Heh.

Ohwells. I hope you guys have been enlightened and entertained by this entry hehe. Know me better now? =) Love y’all, tc and ciao!! =))

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like i’ve warned y’all.. this is gonna be a semi-emo post!

i’ve kinda wanted to post this for some time coz i realized something pretty funky. uh yea. but never really had the time to (between all the vlogging and panicking for work) so I kinda have an hour of free time right now and decided to use this time to blog!

on my way here (i’m at my aunt’s salon), I stupidly cried again coz my parents were quarreling (again) thanks to some stupid logistics issue that i don’t even want to talk about right now.. ugh. and so I was feeling kinda down when I got here but i cheered up immediately at the sight of the ubercute YANGSTER in his mom’s office playing on the computer =)

seriously all it takes is a big hug and an “I love you” from that boy and I feel tonnes better.

but anyhoo, that bit about crying was exactly what i wanted to blog about. I’ve been crazily emotional lately and I don’t know why! Seriously, I’ve been crying at the slightest trigger. I think something’s really wrong with my hormones.

I’ve cried more this December 2009 (and whatever days of January 2010 so far) than I’ve cried in the whole of 2009 put together. I would have said it’s the most I’ve cried in 3 years but I have to take into account the large amounts of crying I did in 2008 – what with leaving Singapore for the States and then leaving the States for Singapore.. LOL.

And this is the thing: I’m not such a weak person. At least, I don’t believe I am. I’m not the kind of person who cries at everything (movies and tv shows aside because ok I’ll admit I cry super easily at those). And I’m seriously despising myself right now for crying so much. It’s like I’m on emotional tenterhooks and it’s annoying.

When the first (what i call) “stupid crying for no reason” incident occured, I put it down to hormonal imbalance because I was pre-menstrual. It was mid-December and I was flying off to Penang but well, some of my stuff (basically facial foam and vaseline) were confiscated, leading to my mom sort-of telling me off and lots of unnecessary humiliation. So for no reason the tears started flowing and then the sobs followed. (EMBARASSING. At one point I was shaking my head at myself wondering what on earth I was crying about. )

From then on it was as if the tap was not closed tightly enough and the pipes were leaking or something. I’d cry at almost anything. It’s very retarded, really.

Another time when I cried without being able to control it was on the way to the hospital and in the hospital when they were taking my blood. I cried all the way from the time they mentioned “blood test” till I was taking my x-ray (about a whole half hour to 45mins.. ><) WHY AM I SUCH A WEAKLING omg.

Of course, there were more incidents but those were a bit more reasonable (as in I understand why I was crying lol).. Yea..

I’ve since come to a conclusion about all this retarded crying. It’s because I’ve stopped doing something I used to do on a daily basis. I’ve stopped watching comedies on a daily basis. Lol. My life everyday used to consist of at least 2 hours of watching Friends / South Park / Family Guy / the Simpsons / Ellen / etc online.. For some reason I stopped doing that and I think it’s causing some kind of deficit in my body.

Since I don’t want to be a blubbering mess all the time, I’m gonna go back to devoting 2hrs a day to watching comedies and cartoons. And of course, I’ve found vlogging to be pretty awesome in engaging my attention so yea.

What other methods do you suggest? =)

PS: The yangster is singing Fireflies by Owl City non-stop right now. Off-key and the lyrics are totally wrong. But he warms my heart and he’s cuddly =) I love how stealing some family time (extended family with my cuzzies, I mean) always makes me feel better no matter what.

Till the next time, toodles~

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