Sunday, April 27, 2008

Sorry about lunch!

Birthday celebration was a huge mad party on Thursday night/Friday morning, causing myself to cancel the lunch. BIG SORRY, peeps. It's a long story and it was that bad or I wouldn't have done it. I'll tell you guys personally when I see you.

Some said it was the most expensive weekend. I said it was a massive birthdays weekend. Managed to dragged myself out of bed at 12am on Friday to attend my so-called 3rd birthday celebration, it was awesome.

Last night, Alice and I ate, drank and partied like it was our birthday (again) instead of TY's. Candyman arrived fresh from HK while I was still drunk. He's my best birthday gift! He's off to work after getting fed by me. I'm gonna feed myself with more dimsums from the east side, woot!

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Lips are Red

I'm all dressed up for my birthday dinner.

New dress.

Waxed body.

4.5" heels.

Bitter sweet.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Is God lonely? Why is he taking so many lives away from us to him? I know some of you would say that being near to God means that they are free from suffering on earth, but these people leaving is also painful to us. I've learnt to be not afraid of death, but seeing someone struggling on the sick bed is another story, another painful story. Some days I think I can be there to support them, some days I feel like it's just too much for me and I go all weak, it reminds me of Dad leaving us on that bed. Taking away people that we love is cruel; not allowing them to be nearer to God is, at the same time, very cruel.

Friday, April 11, 2008

Save, save, save!

I'm a tight arse who refuse to spend money on hairdresser to trim my fringe. Well, if it was back home, I wouldn't hesitate to pay Jessica to do it for me but I don't quite trust anyone else. I'm that anal. I've been trimming my fringe since I got back and I've fucked it up a couple of times by cutting my lashes. Trimmed it again just before and I swear to myself this is the last time I'm trimming it, I'm letting it grow and will just part them to the side.

After spending on a few shows at the comedy festival and upcoming musicals, birthdays, weekend gastronomical getaway, I promised myself not to spend unnecessarily in the next 70 days. I need to stay in, eat in, drink less and work more... but am going for drinks before Rove then a big dinner with everyone and possibly staying out tonight. Damn, just what is it so hard to stay home on the weekend? I'm very impressed with myself to have stayed in after dinner with the girls last Saturday, although I got home that morning at six with sore feet, so...

There are many times where I was already in bed but I couldn't sleep. More often than not I would rock up to the club at 2am and end up with these crazy party animals...
If I can't be good and stay in more often, can God send me some moolah instead? At least I have stopped shopping and I shall see how long I can last.