DiTz DerZ Me

I am absolutely bush. Shacked out.

Woke up damn early for the past few days. And slept really late. Today finally cannot take it, Just slept the whole day through.

Spent like 500 bucks in less than 1 hour…and its not even buying things for myself…*grumbles*, Didn’t get anything at all this trip. Wanted to buy some drama series..but dun have DVD version..*sienz* I ‘m fussy..I only accept DVD stuff…lol…dvd quality better. Didnt even get shoes or even a top!!~~ Amazing…Too tired already i guess. kekek..but then never mind..I got my loot!!!! lolx. So happy…havent even take them out of the plastic yet!~

Better in a couple of days will post pictures of my loot. Got home, unpacked most of the stuff..and guess wuts in the post for me???? hohohohohoho my 10 pieces of collagen mask. Oh yah I’m vain. Still waiting for my top and another top..and erm…wut else…oh a couple of others..kekke…and my juicy tracksuit!

Luz’s wedding was mavelous!~ Of coz there were some cock ups..but then…I cant rem any!..oh yah the bride was late..kekek

I woke up at like 6++ dat day..oh mann dat gal shld be so honored..its been like years since I wake up before the sun comes up. Wore my Pjs..to her hse. Bought MacD for breakfast for everyone. WOW the make up artist and the photographer earlier than me… Go into her room only, need to do obstacle course, make up boxes and bags everywhere. lol.  Then I just park my butt on Luz’s bed and makan!~

The photographer is really nice..and I don’t think i ever got his name. Damn talkative fellow. XD. And for the first time in my life, I see this contraception.

Its a hairdryer attached to the aluminium like thingy on the head to warm it up.

Sorry for the blurness. Dunwan to look too much like a mountain tortoise, so quickly snap the picture.

Totally cool!~ Its like u get curls in a while with this thingy..of coz u must put curlers and all….

Before the thingy

After the alu thingy…Curls Curls..Soft bouncy curls!!~~ Aint they gorgeous..(I tot the make up artist had dumped fake hair on her head at first) lol

End result?

Paiseh ar..never take…getting late already. All rushing for time.

Bridesgroom so anxious…Told him in the lift dat we are in the lift now, now the way down. Halfway in the car, he called me and ask me where are we…So scare we abduct the bride ar. Was very tempted to do so..hohohohoho

The wedding was lovely! The bride and everyone..except moi. Had done up the whole place by themselves! Everything was handmade..except for the satins of course. but Still!~ I doubt I’ll ever have the patience for it. Its lovely! They are so blessed to have such awesome friends to help them out. Btw, heard dat the bridegroom and his dad didnt sleep for 2 days in the row, in order to do up the whole place plus sound system.

When the lovely couple was saying their vows, I was actually tearing…..damnit. Dunno why feels kinda sad.

She’s been my sec bestie since …secondary sch..DUH! but then u knw those days..we had dreams…lolx. Not really dreams, but i rem how we used to talk how how our weddings will be like, that we’ll stay together, she’ll have a kitten and I’ll have a dog, our drawings, our crushes, heartbreaks and all. How she’ll stand by me no matter what happens and all.

I mean ya, she has a bf for years and years, so kinda of expected them to get married and all. And when she finally announces that she is, I was so excited and happy. Nothing could ever describe my feelings then, and yes, pride was among them as well.

Then on dat day, suddenly it felt like everything we had shared everything we had talked about was all gone. Just *poof* disappear. Its all in the past. Our crushes, 1st loves, puppies, kittens, copying of homework, 1st heartbreaks…to now, gowns and weddings, HDBs, husbands.

She cried with me. I’m so glad I was there. That I know that I am impt to her as she is to me. That I’m so damn proud of her, so happy for her as well, and yet a tinge of melachonly. It was a swirl of feelings for me.

She is lovely to me, not only appearance else, but inner beauty as well. Everyone who know her would vouch for that as well.

So whatever may happen, i know this God will look out for her.  He’ll look after her. Giving her happiness always.

HOW COULD YOU? by Jim Willis
A man in Grand Rapids, Michigan incredibly took out a US $7,000 full page ad in the paper to present the HOW COULD YOU? By Jim Willis, 2001 How Could You?

When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend.

Whenever I was "bad," you’d shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" — but then you’d relent and roll me over for a belly rub.

My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect.

We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.

Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.

She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" — still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy.

Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a prisoner of love."

As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch — because your touch was now so infrequent — and I would’ve defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway.

There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.

Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You’ve made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family.

I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers."

You had to pry your son’s fingers loose from my collar as he screamed, "No, Daddy! Please don’t let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.

You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?"

They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago.

At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind — that this was all a bad dream… or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me.

When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room.

She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days.

As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood.

She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago.

She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"

Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I’m so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn’t be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself –a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place.

And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her. It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.

—————————-A Note from the Author:—————————-

If "How Could You?" brought tears to your eyes as you read it, as it did to mine as I wrote it, it is because it is the composite story of the millions of formerly "owned" pets who die each year in American and Canadian animal shelters. Anyone is welcome to distribute the essay for a noncommercial purpose, as long as it is properly attributed with the copyright notice. Please use it to help educate, on your websites, in newsletters, on animal shelter and vet office bulletin boards. Tell the public that the decision to add a pet to the family is an important one for life, that animals deserve our love and sensible care, that finding another appropriate home for your animal is your responsibility and any local humane society or animal welfare league can offer you good advice, and that all life is precious. Please do your part to stop the killing, and encourage all spay and neuter campaigns in order to prevent unwanted animals- Jim Willis

This is just a rant.

Don’t mind me.

ARGGHHHH!!! Rem abt those suggies I show the the other day..

ya…SOMEONE ASKING ME WHETHER I WANT ONE ANOTT!!!

HOW I KNW A SELLER GONA APPEAR AT MY DOORSTEP SO FAST!!

All I did was ask some questions in the forum about how to take care and food, and stuff like that. I like to prepare its home before it arrives, so just reading up and doing research, before actually confirming want or not. Then sudden;y someone msg me..asking me whether I want or not..coz in a mths time got babies liao!! Of coz muz wait for abt 7-8 weeks then can bring home, muz make sure dat it dun need it’s able to survive on its own…

Then my mind went bonkers!~ So tempted..then suddenly everything I have read and learn flew out of the window due to the major adrenalin rush…oh noooooooooo.I cant even rem shld I still feed it milk at dat age. And since they are lactose intolerant….I need to get special kind of milk. NO not human milk..$#$^&*.

Now what shld I do??? What shld I say??? lolx.

I have decided to pause all shopping..lolx
Somehow shopping doesn’t interest me anymore..oh no~~
I’m recently…(actually today only) interested in Sugar Gliders!!!~~

They are completely adorable!~

So any1 wanna get me one??? ^_^

Completely Absolutely Adorable!~ Also known as pocket pets!~

No more shopping!~ Save money for it!~

See ya…need to get dat juicy tracksuit for my mite-be-soon-joining yoga class!~ *skips away happily*

A friend requested to see the picture of my dress
Being the lazy me, just gotten out of bed, just washed up with wet hair. You think I’ll put on my new dress? HAH. No. Am too lazy too…Anyway the dress is still in its paper bag form. Absolutely too lazy to take it out.

Went surfing…oh at nordstorm.com I’m in heaven lolx. At least for visual part. I cant possibly buy anymore!~Well i mite. I’m in love with smocks..anything to do with smock dresses..emphasis here is DRESS, I don’t like Smocks tops, I can never ever carry it off without looking preggie.

And they are on SALE!!~~

Such a terrible yet exciting 4 letter word!~

And now…recently got into eyelets. yaya I’m slow in fashion wise. But its must be something gorgeous dat will attract me to eyelets!~

Like this

All those are on sale as welll!!!~~~

Got something similar to the 1st one..but its apple green and from F21!~ And I adore the last oneeeeee..

For those who wish to buy me presents…HINT* HINT* XD. See so easy!~ Dont need to worry over your pretty head over what to buy, I so nice prepare a list even pictures and even where to buy !!!~~ lolx.

There are the others which caught my eyes as well.

I like the little tulle at the bottom part of the dress, with the flower prints.it look so sweet.

Its yelloooowwww…so cheerry and sweet!~ And I lovee chiffon!!~~

Apple green!!~~ I love all things with apple green!!~~ A romper.^^ casual and sweet!~And wonder how to go toilet ar. Have to take off whole dress worrrrr..

heheeee…I still like one shoulder dress. Halter necks make my shoulders look even broader..spags straps too common..so are tube…(plus have to keep tugging at it…not a nice sight) One shoulders are unqiue and elegant..yayy..^^

Most like my black dress!~ Just dat the top part is shorter and made of satin and it has spag straps!~lolx. the word here is SIMILARRRRRRR

Plaid skirt…So exp…so pretty!!~~ lol…I still love mini-skirts!~

Blue and flutter sleeves!!~~ and strings!!!~hohohohoho

At VS.com….

Something which I long lusted over…*drools drolls*

P.S I don’t mind if you wan to get me this for my present as well XD.

Aint this adorable?????? yaya I know it’ll look preggie and all..but it looookk sooo comfy for beach wearrrr

Thanks for bearing with me for all my rantings ^_^.  I just need to swoon over something.

Went Shopping for the past few days!!!~~

Never ever wear anything else but comfy shoes when doing so. I wore flat ballerina shoes..suffering from blisters

Wore heels - suffering from aching calves.

Wore sneakers and socks - Blister stick to the socks, thus when removing socks, its a major OUCH factor. =(

No pictures, don’t wan u to vomit all over the keyboard.

Bought a lovely mod black dress!!~~ For a major event coming up.

Mainly Christians = no revealing outfits

Outdoor afternoon event = Nothing hot and warm and long sleeves pls

Major headache here. XD

No pictures of the black dress til….after the event hohohohoho.

Short listed the dress and another blue dress. That Hot pink dress I posted up earlier on? Cant find that stupid shop, i gave up.

Blue dress made me look fat!~ =(

Black dress looks alright on the mannequin, but when i stepped out in it, everyone was so surprised!~ lolx. but its a 3 digit figure..same as the blue dress, but almost double the price!~

No choice, walked ard, cant find anything else that catches my eyes. Too tired I guess. So I bought it!~ Hah!~

Oh and I got a pair of ankle boots, 3/4 cord pants. Forgot to take the pictures, legs too painful, screaming abt the blisters.

Went to some quaint cafes!~

The Apartment:

There’s an upstairs as well!~ The top floor is a bar!!~~ Too bad its closed.

My Cuppa of Earl Grey…oh can I take the cup home plssss

Delicious:

Death by chocolate, Lemon Lime bitters and Tiramisu in a cup.

The Tiramisu is quite good, there’s even some liquor at the bottom of it. Strong coffee taste as well.

But I was too busy trying not to get killed by the chocolate. My advice..DON’T EVER ORDER IT. Its more of a milky taste then any chocolate drink. I’m a fanatic for chocolate, so tasted all kinds of ice-chocolate before. Their chocolate fudge…its not as good as others, not chocolaty and sweet enough.  Their lemon lime bitter too much lemonade. But then maybe i’m used to the Australian tast of lemon lime bitter. Australian’s ones are really good.

Have a great weekend everyone!~

I lost my birth cert! And all my certs!

I turned my whole room upside down, and i couldnt find it!

My mom turned my whole room upside down, and couldnt find it!

My mom is quite meticulous…so when she says she cant find, I left no stone unturned on my side..and i cant find all of my certs!!

After searching, I smsed my mom, She searched for it again…she told me that she couldnt find it as well…

I was sooo worried and soo upset, I broke down in tears. I needed it by next week. I mean I dun care if its not with me now..but at least I knw where it is..not missing somewhere in the 3rd dimension.

THen I prayed…its been so long since i had done that… I prayed, I wouldnt be surprised if HE ignores me..I mean I only pray when i need something….such a good christian I am…

A while later, the phone rang. My mom called me to tell me that she had found it!!!! The funny thing is that…the certs are not so small that it cant be found easily..its a damn A4! And when she found them, it wasn’t loose or anything! it was neatly filed in! There are only a few places in my old room i would put my stuff, she has been searching those spots, esp my table drawer…then suddenly it was there! tuck in a corner in my drawer! I mean how could you have missed a file which is thick and hard 2 times while searching a drawer??!!Even in a loose form..I could accept that it would be hard to find… Then after my prayers…my mom called to inform me that my file had been found!! There was like less than 30 mins gap from the time she had informed me yet again that she couldnt find my certs and the time she informed me that she had found them! During that time, I prayed so hard in tears…

Thank you Lord!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

To some of you may think what is the fuss all about…those are my certs…even if we dun use birth certs anymore..but they have my memories..my records of my birth. These years of studying.just to collect those stupid paper..to go missing???!! I do not like not knowing where all my impt documents are, thank you.

Its like a weight had been lifted from my heart…

I’m so grateful and so happy! I checked my emails…and a friend sent me this..today…

WHAT HAPPENS IN HEAVEN
This is one of the nicest e-mails I have seen and is so true:

I dreamt that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing me around. We walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with angels.
 
My angel guide stopped in front of the first section and said, ‘This is the Receiving Section. Here, all petitions to God said in prayer are received.’
    
I looked around in this area, and it was terribly busy with so many angels sorting out petitions written on  voluminous paper sheets and scraps from people all over the world.

Then we moved on down a long corridor until we reached the second section.
 
The angel then said to me, ‘This is the Packaging and Delivery Section. Here, the graces and blessings the  people asked for are processed and delivered to the living persons who asked for them.’
 
I noticed again how busy it was there. There were many angels working hard at that station, since so many blessings had been requested and were being packaged for delivery to Earth.
 
Finally at the farthest end of the long corridor we stopped at the door of a very small station. To my great surprise, only one angel was seated there, idly doing nothing. ‘This is the Aknowledgment Section,’
my angel friend quietly admitted to me. He seemed embarrassed ‘How is it that there is no work going on here?’ I asked.

‘So sad,’ the angel sighed. ‘After people receive the blessings that they asked for, very few send back acknowledgments .’ 

‘How does one acknowledge God’s blessings?’ I asked.

‘Simple,’ the angel answered. Just say, ‘Thank you, Lord.’
 
‘What blessings should they acknowledge?’  I asked.
 
‘If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep you are richer than 75% of this world. If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish, you are among the top 8% of the world’s wealthy .’ 

‘And if you get this on your own computer, you are part of the 1% in the world who has that opportunity.’

Also …..
 
‘ If you woke up this morning with more health than illness … you are more blessed than the many who will not even survive this day .’ 

‘If you have never experienced the fear in battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation … you are ahead of 700 million people in the world.’

‘If you can attend a church without the fear of harassment, arrest, torture or death you are envied by, and more blessed than, three billion people
in the world .’

‘If your parents are still alive and still married …you are very rare .’

‘If you can hold your head up and smile, you are not the norm, you’re unique to all those in doubt and despair.’
 
Ok, what now? How can I start?
 
If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that someone was thinking of you as very special and you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world who cannot read at all.
 
Have a good day, count your blessings, and if you want, pass this along to remind everyone else how blessed we all are.
 
ATTN: 
Acknowledge Dept.: ‘Thank you Lord, for giving me the ability to share this message and for giving me so many wonderful people to share it with.’

e iMy heart was pumping furiously.

i couldnt catch my breathe

I couldnt believe what I saw

Adrenalin filled me…..

How can this be….

How could such a thing happen…

why must this happen to me…

why oh why..

Caution: Please do not read further if you cant stand rantings, whinings and complaining. because its all dat.

GAWDAMN IT!
I’m supposed to be on a shopping ban!!
know what’s a shopping ban??????? Means no more shopping! No more buying!
wut had happened to my resolution of no more shopping esp Online shopping!!!!!

I was surfing the net as usual..what else could I be doing?…and what the hell am i doing….. I stumbled onto emall.com.sg (or something to dat), oh there’re quite abit of online shops listed there. So I happily click click click

Saw a few sites which caught my interest *rolls eyes*
Esp one…..I practically drool at most of the items she’s selling!!!

The long cardigan dat I have longed after
The jacket dat I’ve been wanting
The boots dat I’ve lusted after
The shirt dat I would look so officey in…I’ve always to dress like those Office ladies..I never had the chance to!!
The dress that I’ve dreamt about…yada yada the list goes on

Its a crime really… to put all the items i want onto one website, I have a tendency..i mean who doesnt…to click on the other items that the seller is selling as well….every category, there’s something I drool over. Totally sinful. I wanted to scream! and I did.

I emailed her about the dress that I have been searching high and low, low and high for (actually its quite obtainable..juz that certain things put me off from buying it at that point of time like I’m on a shopping ban, but this time the dress is tooooo kawaiii for me to say "NO!")

THIS IS THE CRIMINALOUS Looking dress (I dun care if there’s such a word, just feel like using it. HA!)

Been wanting a smock tube dress, though I hardly wear dresses, dun even talk about tubes, my specialty is in mini skirts.  Anywayz My infatuation for the dress is definitly not HELPing. The dress that I saw has 2 pockets!! how cute is that.

If you are going to say I act cute…

Here’s my reply…ya ya yippy ya ya.

I act cute but I’m young at heart, unlike u, since u can even comment on dat ! hmpf.

Who knows I might get the shirt..I mean everyone needs one…Plus i need something which I can look more sopishicated in.

Jacket…what if I go holidaying how? I would look absolutely goooodd in the jacket!

Cardigans are goood for casual days.

Boots..drools…It’ll look so cool. I mean my boots had rot on me..so its ok to get one!

HA! I’m just giving excuses! I’m pulling out my hair here…Forgive me as i continue grumbling and ranting at the hopelessness of it all.

And nope! I’m not giving you the website! I’m not letting you lay your dirty paws on the stuff before I do…

WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

P.S Hey I knw I sound abit hare-brained, cant help it, brain short circuited when i saw those stuff. Information overloaded.

WHAT THE ……..

I just finish posting this blog…

Just 1 minute later…

1 damn minute..

and I see someone organising a spree …with the dress posted above……with different colours!!!!!!!!!!!!

What is this world coming to….#$%^&*()

how we wish we can say " hey I want that armani skirt…..while at it, mite as well get it in other colours as well!"
For us, we can only drool and look athe pictures, and look upon with envy/jealousy at those who own it and have it all. Its so bloody unfair isnt it? We work out guts out for get that one Chanel bag, then next minute this gorgeous, kept together model-like feminine species next to us is decked out from head to toe in brands name which only celebrities wear! damn it. 

SO YAYY for inspired stuff!! they r a life savers to the poor us, who adore the designs and yet have no moolahs to buy the brand dats stamp on the item. Havent u heard? Most of the branded stuff are made in places like China/India/Indonesia, but are shipped back to US to be authentically stamped by the respective company..its the bloody brands we are paying our hard earned moolahs for!!!!!

But feels good isnt it? To show off those brand name…Like those guys who wear their jeans low enuff to show off their underwear…NOW dats a good reason to get a branded underwear…who wans to see someone showing off an ah pek underwear. While looking at those creatures ard u glaring at u with ferocity/jealousy at ur ability to owe such divine creation and drooling with longing at the item in question.

But today, after getting an addiction to xiaxue blogs, i learnt to like who I am. Heck I admire dat gal for her honesty and her courage to say wutever she wants to say. Of coz she earns some of her moolahs via her blogging skills…but hey she blogs good. A blog means its ur own space ur own vent ur own thoughts, for those who condemn her, just dun read her blog, no1 is putting a knife at ur throat. U mean now we cant have a space for personal opinions? a blog is an online diary. What is a diary? go check dictionary.  Or maybe some ppl are juz attention seekers.

Every1 has their own personal opinion. Dun condemn others as u wun like other ppl forcing their own on u. Dun look for the speck of dust in others while u didnt see the plank of wood in ur eyes  (bloody hell, forgot how the proverb went..looks like my english is going straight down the drain, but u get wut i mean).

Knw how Jack Neo shows, Phua Chu Kang..why we love them? They show the poorer and lower tier of the society, they show the silliness of some of the system, how often we actually do experience them, and when we do, we end up being irritated and annoyed, Maybe dats why we r able to laugh at them. The sweet irony of the shows….=X.