Mundane Nothings

Another day of tuition. This one, i have no problems with. Sometimes, tuition can get u in the butt and seriously inflict mental pain. But not this one, its the other one! Pui! I shan't brood on it, it would only ruin my chilly night. Hmm...I'm contemplating sneaking out to get chocolates. haha. Yeah. Ah, but im too lazy. Moving on. We had it all planned out. We were gonna meet at Ang Mo Kio interchange and take the direct bus to the Zoo. Have a ball of a time with the animals and hopefully locate our sanity and maybe allow a tad of animal instincts to rub off on us. Ok, perhaps its just me... A visit to the Zoo is something spritual man, its not just a walk into an animal's enclosure. Its more like opening up and embracing the norms in the realms of the animal Kingdom. It is a neverending but always halting search. That is, everytime you step into a Zoo, regardless of where you're at, you begin a new journey of self-discovery. The moment you step out, that journey come...

My cravings have kicked in. Yet again... Im craving for everything Homemade and baked in MY oven. My recalcitrant of a stomach refuses to settle for anything purchased over the counter. Na da. She, yes its a female, SHE wants me to get down with the cheese and get dirty with my mixer. The hell. Off to google to grab some priceless recipes, i'm wondering if all these are like signs to my impending future as a housewife. I've been sewing. Yes i have. No thanks to Project Runway. I have this tendency to emulate whatever i see on tv. Which kinda explains why i stay away from the sports channels and starworld as well whenever they are showing TNA and WWE. Oh and the pussycat dolls and Laguna Beach on MTV too.They are too much for me to emulate. One would leave a gapping hole in my dignity the other my bank account. Anyways, sewing it was. I sew on a denim cross over a pair of jeans that has a hole (induced by yours truly in an attempt to texturize it) in it. The end product looked r...

Yeah, true to its signs, the Red army came marching in. Along with its contingent of stomach cramps and insatiable thirst. Man, i really can't imagine what its gonna be like when I'm actually carrying a child. Geez. Fussy lil fool. Anyways, I love Prison Break. I think the entire world should watch it. If not for the meandering plots that keep you seated at the edge of your seat, at least watch it Wentworth Miller. Dear god, that man is as divine as can be. That 'Worth' in his name aint there for no reason man. Aaah, that didnt come out right. Nonetheless, he's just magnifico. You know what, I have a confession to make, I'm now watching Dinotopia on the Hallmark channel just so i could see him. OK him and that dinosaur-genius, Professor Zippo. What? He's cute ok! May not be humanly cute, but nevertheless, cute in his own realm. You know what ladies, don't watch him...The lesser you know, the better. Less competition. "Amazing Race Asia" Good go...

Massive headache yet again. Until recently, i didnt know that was actually an indication of a looming visit from the Red Army. Anyways, Im under the impression that the media has ran out of issues to talk about. A day ago, i was flipping through the channels and one after another i hear the echoes or bloody 'Eating Disorders'. I mean, seriously... Rampant child pornography Social/political unrest around the world Death by radiation- potential WMD Bush's MIA Serial killer in Ipswich ala Jack How did the Male models win the amazing race Any of the above would have been justified. Eating disorders...Bleargh, it makes Nicole Richie look good and Paris Hilton an idol, Mischa Barton the empress and Lindsey Lohan an E.D. symbol. Why are people so obsessed with being thin? I may not be a man, but i think sex wouldnt be that comfortable with protruding pelvic bones and an overt shelf of ribs. Haiz... Girls oh girls. Why the hell are u doing this to your body? You starve yourself of ...

Yyeeeooowwwwww! Its good to be mortally alive in this virtual world. Hibernation was great. I couldnt simultaneously cope with both my virtual life and reality. Hence the hibernation. Nonetheless, when the loads get unloaded and my strength re-established, i am back. Back to being my self-constructed useless, loud mouth bitch. Yes, thats essentially the essence of blogging, isnt it? We bitch, brag and bawl over silly things we pass by in our daily lives. Now, thats the very thing that got those blogging babes famous, right? Well that and their bountiful fleshy/flashy pictures (whichever aplies). Arent they just fodder to these slobbering capitalistic men. Who needs education anyways? Just write like a 4th grader, dress like a pornstar wannabe, dont forget to take pictures, have a blog and post all your crap, add in google ads....and before you know it, babe, you'd have tonnes of singaporean men salivating over you. Aint that just neat?! The magnificent world called Singapore, a lan...