"Clear liquor and cloudy eyes, too early to say goodnight."
Monday, April 6, 2009
Mood: "Life's like that..... like THAT?? LIKE WHAT!!??"Music: Pictures Of You - The Last Goodnight
Book: Windmills Of The Gods - Sidney Sheldon
Other books completed: Are You Afraid Of The Dark - Sidney Sheldon, The Accidental Wife - Rowan Coleman
Whoever came up with the phrase "Cus life's like that" is either senile or has a limited range of vocabulary. Seriously!
Life's like that.... "like that", like WHAT???? like HOW???????
The person is obviously taking an easy way out of explaining the complexity of life...
And people just blindly pass the so-called "words of wisdom" down.
Man, I can just imagine:
Father & Son;
"Son, I know school is probably the last place on Earth you want to be, but a wise man once said: Life's like that."
"Well Dad, you've said it, a wise man once said 'Life's like that'. And well, I've got expelled."
Husband & Wife;
"Honey, I know that now you're going through the 5th month of pregnancy, you don't feel as sexy, or beautiful, or skinny, or of much help around the house. But a wise man once said: Life's like that. So bear with it okay, honey?"
"Oh Darling, I'm so glad you've heard of what that good ol' wise man has once said, that 'Life's like that'. Well darling, I didn't know how to say this, but, the baby isn't yours."
Teacher & Student;
"Now class, I really hate doing this, but I don't have a choice. The disciplinary committee has instructed me to submit the names of students with improper hairstyles or attire. As a wise man once said: Life's like that. I'm just doing my job."
"Teacher, uh, yeah, life's like that. Erm, F.Y.I., your zipper's down. Life's like that, so yeah, chill."
You see how people abuse the usage of the quotation, and twist the word "that" to fit a particular situation so as to turn the tables around.
So really, someone should come up with a definition for 'LIFE', whatever that is.
And yes, I want to be the first to hear of it,
because I have absolutely no idea what the hell i'm living now.
I came across this picture online, and found it rather cute. HA-HA, so here's a random picture : D
Okaye, the words are blurry, so,squint : D
It's cliché to say things like "School Sucks". But really, for the first time in my life, I couldn't describe school in a better way. Lessons are literally HELL, and it doesn't help when teachers are behaving as if they're going through menopause, or in other words, second puberty.
Things are so bad, that I'm even starting to LIKE Chinese.
Mainly because she's the only teacher now, who seems to have a life. I guess she's done some shopping on E-bay and bought herself a brand new personality, along with an exceptionally good sense of humor.
Things are so bad, I'm speaking my mind, even if it's crude and harsh words.
It's not a really healthy way to vent anger, but seriously, i don't care. And it's not like i'm marching up to people when they're minding their own business, telling them to f-off. I'm not THAT bitchy yet, although i might, next year (after all, it's the last year in this stupid enclosed area, and chances of me ever seeing these bunch of people again are like, nil.)
Nope, i only bark at people who makes me feel pissed, slightly, or not. You know what? There is a logical explanation for all these: It's not healthy keeping everything to yourself. And if being straightforward makes me a bitch, then yeah, whatever. Besides, knowing my current situation now, people ought to know better than to bitch at ME, because they're just being foolish, barking up the freaking wrong tree. You're just landing yourself into living hell, and guess what? You deserve every single bit of it.
And if you're in no position to bark back, then don't, cus you're making yourself look very, very pathetic, and it makes me feel ashamed for you, if not empathize.
Things are so bad, I even loathe coming to school.
Believe me, for the recent few mornings, every being of my body is telling me NOT to go to school. I had every urge to return to Lala-Land, where I DON'T have to pretend to pay attention, or try so hard to keep awake, or listen to the screeching noises of teachers, or rack my brains to complete assignments on time.
But the thing about me skipping school is that, I have to OVERSLEEP naturally. I can't watch the seconds tick by, KNOWING that i'm actually going to do something that's "illegitimately" wrong. And neither can I force myself to go back to bed and oversleep, because oversleeping is something that you DON'T plan to do. You see, oversleeping is to sleep beyond the proper or intended time of waking... and for a girl who already feels bad enough over something as "normal" as jaywalking, I can't go to sleep with plots and schemes in my mind without feeling extremely guilty. And so, eventually, I end up going to school (late, of course).
And it is at exactly 8am, the start of whatever the first period is, where I end up hating myself for not being firmer with my morning convictions.
What I really want now, is to get over and done with O-levels, and get out of school. It's the last place on Earth I wanna be right now.
Whatever happened to "Making Lessons Come To Life"??? Oh hell, yeah, they've certainly made lessons come to life indeed. I'm seeing the planets and stars orbiting around my head. Wow, is this astronomy class??
School is just an excruciating pain in the ass.
Oh, don't you empathize?
AND, HA-HA-HA-HA, I've found out how on Earth Nuffnang works.
As much as I think it's pretty dumb,
can you dear readers just do me a really huge favor?
Statistics have shown that I'm receiving thousands of readers a week, with about 90% being unique visitors (which simply means new visitors). And, my blog has even gone GLOBAL........ shocking, but I am thankful for all of you guys, whoever you are.
And you can all do me this really huge favor by clicking the Nuffnang advertisements just above my tagboard. Like, you know, take it as a way of telling me that you enjoyed my post and it was worth your time or something : )
The past 2 weeks or so have been rather eventful : )
A picture paints a thousands words,
and I have more than 10.
First up, the ZOO!!!! ^^
Look at yourself in the mirror...Do you see the resemblance? ^^
Unglam...=.=
Charmaine Teo! : DI promised not to post this,
but good things are meant to be shared right....
^^
Talk about being spastic.
The two birthday girls ^^
So okay, we lost our way =.=
But we soon found the tram station ^^Then it started raining.....
Great.
So we bought ponchos.
And trust me, it's f-ugly....
It's like, GREEN for goodness sake!
We look like we're promoting cleanliness or something =.=
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I love the effect of the carousel!
But not the effect of that man behind....Spoils the whole adorable image =.= tsk tsk.
I have no idea what they are staring at,but they wanted their picture taken..
-snorts-
And then, there's SYF! ^^
Remember
Alright!
Topic for today: odd things we do as we sleep : )
Sleeping is a really wonderful not-so-active action. What could be better after a long day of hard work and stress than to lie on a soft mattress, and escape into another dreamworld, where you can "make" anything happen?
I'm a rather compulsive sleeper. I can sleep for 12 hours, or sometimes even a whole day. I can wake up and sleep at the oddest hours, such as 3am in the morning. I go to sleep if I'm tired, or have nothing better to do, or have bad muscle aches or cramps (so as to escape the pain).
In short, it's basically "Anytime, Anywhere", and it's a matter of "Want, or Not".
And because of this weird habit of sleeping and waking up at odd hours, sometimes I even end up confusing myself. I can wake up at 7pm, thinking that it's 7am, and start freaking out while freshening up, thinking I'm gonna be late for school.
But whatever your sleeping habits are, have you guys thought about what exactly happens to us while we're asleep? And why do some of us do weird stuffs like sleepwalking and snoring?
When you’re sleeping, you’re letting your muscles relax; your metabolism slows down and your brain function slows down. Sleep is important because it gives your body time to rejuvenate and relax. If you’re not getting enough sleep, it can lead to a whole range of medical problems, such as fatigue, weak immune system, and weak metabolism.
-DROOLING-
During the day, we're producing about a liter of saliva a day, and we end up swallowing it. At night, the amount of saliva we produce decreases, but neither do we swallow as much. And when a you're very tired, your senses are not working as well. So, the saliva just collects and sits in your mouth.
Why do some people drool more than others? Nobody has an answer to that. But what I can say is that, if your sleeping posture is by sleeping on the side of your tummy, face down, then you're more like to drool.
There's nothing much you can do about it. Medically, it's nothing serious, just a nuisance.
-SNORING-
Snoring is common, with almost half of adults snoring at least occasionally. But unlike drooling, it can be more than a nuisance; it could be a sign of a serious health problem.
Snoring occurs from the tissues at the back of your throat that vibrate as you breathe. People who are overweight may have excess tissue back there, and as a person age, the tissue becomes more flappy. Some children tend to snore too, because their tonsils and adenoids are enlarged.
If you snore and want to stop, sleep on your side, lose weight and avoid alcohol, because alcohol relaxes the muscles, which can cause that tissue to flap more.
Snore loudly and still feeling tired even after a full night’s rest could be a sign of obstructive sleep apnea, a potentially dangerous sleep disorder in which you repeatedly stop and start breathing in your sleep.
-SLEEPWALKING-
Sleepwalking, or somnambulism, usually occurs when a person is in a deep sleep. While it’s more common for children, some adults also can experience this. About 5 percent to 10 percent of the population sleepwalk regularly, and the cause of sleepwalking is still uncertain. For children, they usually grow out of it when they hit adolescence. And adults who sleepwalk probably did it as a kid.
Medically, it’s not really a problem. It becomes a problem if the person is sleepwalking outdoors.
Credits to On The Move : )
I think snoring is barbaric, and inconsiderate. Not that the people can control whether to snore or not in their sleep, but yeah.
See, my dad's a FREAKING LOUD snorer. And every time he's back in Singapore, Mom and I can never sleep in peace. He's like, so bloody loud, I can hear him even with my wooden bedroom door closed : O Mom tried clipping his nose once with a peg, but the peg just freaking flew off when he exhaled..................................
=.=
sulk.
So, the trick is to fall asleep before Dad gets home.
People who snore should make it a point to apologize every morning or something.
AND, you have every rights to feel GUILTY. So go ahead, feel guilty.
What I suggest is, either a
snoring mouthpiece solution
OR
As much as you guys want to buy the GIRL, no.
I'm asking you to buy the sticker on her nose.
That is, Breathe Right (yes, that's the brand of the sticker)
I'm asking you to buy the sticker on her nose.
That is, Breathe Right (yes, that's the brand of the sticker)
Oh hey! Since I'm under the topic of sleeping, check this out too:
Weird sleeping postures....... : D
(Photo Credits: Avi Abrams)
(Picture Credits: Silent Sensei)
(Picture Credits: Sleeping Chinese)and, for people who just can't live without beds,
this section's for you. ^^
Some of the most coolest beds you can ever imagine -gasp-
The sonic bed is a king-size bed with 12-channel surround sound. It may look like a wooden tank from the outside, but inside its got enough speakers to dwarf any home theater setup. Created by Kaffe Matthews as a museum exhibit, the bed requires 220 volts of electricity and covers every inch of your body in sound.
The Quantum Sleeper is a bed that seals itself as you sleep to protect you from Bio-Chemical terrorist attack, natural disaster, kidnappers/stalkers and affords Bulletproof 'Saferoom' protection." It also has one-way mirrors so intruders can watch themselves futilely try to get in while you sit inside and call the police on your mobile. You can cower in style with the optional CD and DVD players and microwave oven. The price of protection? 160,000 dollars.
Made of 120 sofa balls covered with elastic fabric, the Feel Seating System designed by Animi Causa has a really unusual shape. It is inspired by a molecular structure, the basic form for all objects in the universe. If you are a playful person you can use it in many creative ways, because the structure of the feel allows to create multiple forms. 
Haven't you ever wanted to curl up inside a juicy hamburger? No? Well, too bad. The Internet loves hamburgers and therefore the glorious Hamburger Bed has over 1,000 fans on Facebook and a sesame seed duvet.(Great... first a hamburger phone, now a hamburger bed. What next? Hamburger pad??)
Designed by Dutchman Janjaap Ruijssenaars, this magnetic floating bed has enough magnets to keep 900 kilograms (1,984 pounds) floating in the air. To make sure that the bed doesn't float away because of hard wind or weird movements, it's tethered to the walls by four cables. The magnetic floating bed is for sale at a price of 1.2 million euros ($1.53 million), and you're not likely to find it in your local mattress store.
We spend around a third of our lives asleep... but that can't justify spending $60,000 on a bed, can it? The makers of Cosmovoide think it can. Their luxury bed is shaped like an egg (to either give you Morkian dreams, or wrap you up in cozy cosmic harmony or some such nonsense), has hammock-like suspending springs, seven rainbow-colored LEDs, a telephone, and a DVD/home theater set-up including a TV at its foot. Most fascinating? Its twin "electric relaxation bed frames," which just get the mind boggling. That price is the base model, by the way: it's customizable, according to its french manufacturers.
(*psst! No kidding!!!!!!)The Casket Furniture Company designed a bed for those who wants to know the feeling of sleeping in a coffin. According to their site, this ‘long awaited' item can be yours for only a little over $4,000. It has a removable top/bottom, adorned with a handmade metal cross and gothic handles, finished with an ebony stain and lacquer with a velvet interior. Disturbingly, their site also indicated that ‘locks and latches' are available at an added price.
The Private Cloud, designed by Manuel Kloker, is a patented rocking frame for a bed that moves back and forth like a rocking chair. It sells for an average of about $6,800 depending on the size ordered, without the mattress.
FINALLY,
oh, dear readers, i'm sure you know me well enough to have a rough idea on how the last bed on this list looks like right??
: D
I'll give you a hint: it'll make guys gag ^^
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My personal favourite, Cinderella Coach bed : D!The whole thing is handcrafted in England, and takes over 6 months to be constructed and delivered. The price of a dream come true? $47,000.
-jaw drops-
With great thanks to Oddee once again : )
I have decided to take up driving lessons, as soon as i'm eligible for it.
When i was much younger, I used to have this mentality of relying on men for transport. Saves me the trouble of getting a license myself. And besides, it's so much sensible to let a guy drive a girl, then a girl driving a guy.
Like seriously, WHERE IS THE ROMANTIC-NESS IN THAT??!
ANYWAY, -snap snap-, now that i'm older, with a more sensible way of thinking, i've decided to do away with my old idea, cus it's a really bad idea to be so reliant on others. Like, hell, if all the females in the world were to think like me, guess who's gonna be driving taxis when the male species goes extinct? : O
Oh, and i will definitely NOT press the horn more than once a year :)
Because i really HATE drivers who horn their horns just because someone's in their way,
and it's not even because they want to warn the poor someone that he/she's gonna be knocked down, but because of their own selfish wants to CONTINUE DRIVING WITHOUT INTERRUPTION. Like seriously, what the hell??! As the driver, you are in bloody comfort zone, with the stupid air-con and blasted radio, not to mention the fact that you're sitting on your BUTT. On the other hand, the poor person who's walking is STANDING, under the HOT SUN, perspiring away like mad, probably fumbling with a bag or two.
So, you can just bloody WAIT while people crosses the road, for you have absolutely no rights to horn, being much better-off.
Okay, okay, mm-hmm, I'm gonna be independent. I'll get my OWN license, and drive my OWN car. Oh yeah man, it's gonna be one posh lil' car. (Preferably pink, or red, or something really striking or unique, like neon colors...
-jaw drops-Believe me, this is a REAL car, not a freaking barbie doll toy!
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~ : D
And it's the same thing with financial issues. I'll freaking earn my own money, i will NOT take my husband's money, because who knows, one day he might use THAT against me and harass me or something. Sheez. And if, despite all my dreams and ambitions, i fail to make it big, then it's just too bad for me. This might be rather unexpected, but one thing you gotta know about Veron is that,
I won't marry a rich old man, just for money.
Yes, even though i like money, or even LOVE money,
i think dignity is something far more important.
Money, big houses, big cars, and even cute guys will fail on you..
But you will never, EVER fail on yourself, because for one thing, your dignity won't allow that to happen.
Money, big houses, big cars, and even cute guys can be destroyed (throw all 4 of items into a raging fire, and see what remains standing)..
But your dignity is one of the few things that can never, EVER leave you, even when you die.
I know I'm not a very thrifty person, and neither am I pampered,
contrary to popular beliefs,
I'm sane.
As much as i love money,
I know that money is not everything.
In fact, I think whoever invented money is full of crap.
If we didn't have money,
we wouldn't be able to buy food, or clothes.
But that wouldn't be the case if food and clothes didn't cost a single cent.
If food and clothes didn't cost a single cent in Singapore,
individually, we gain, of course. But nationally, we suffer, because food and clothes still cost money.
But that wouldn't be the case if food and clothes didn't cost a single cent around the world.
People wouldn't have to fret about bills, taxes, GSTs, service charges, or die of anxiety waiting for a pathetic Great Singapore Sale.
People wouldn't by affected if they got retrenched, or gambled, or didn't get a raise in pay.
People wouldn't rob a bank, or steal, or give in to greed.
Everyone would be of equality, and lives wouldn't be so miserable for people who are least fortunate.
So you see how the world would be a much better place to live in if the world just got rid of MONEY??? Or if, in the first place, money didn't EXISTED???
It's the same idea as parents nagging at their children for acting like a brat.
It's not like we CHOSE to be born in Singapore right? (Though, seriously, I would rather be born in some Caucasian country, and was the only child of some Hollywood stars)
Delivering us into such a developed country, they expect us to behave and have the morale and values of some i-love-rolling-about-mud-and-yay-i-love-cleaning-up-chicken-poo-and-i-would-love-to-go-to-school-someday-if-i-ever-get-a-chance kid??
See the irony.
If we were African kids, then yeah, we would love rolling about the mud, cleaning up chicken poo, and have the desire to go to school. But no, we're not African kids, we're Singaporean kids, and Singaporean kids just do not roll in the mud, yay over cleaning up chicken poo, and look forward to school.
Parents expect their kids to be humble, well-nature, and not so freaking superficial, so that they can be proud and happy as the parents of such a lovable kid.
If you don't like the fact that i'm a Singaporean kid,
then blame yourself for being a Singaporean mom/dad.
Things would have been different if you were an African mom/dad,
cus then i would be an African kid, loving mud and poo.
But if that really did happen, would they really be satisfied?
Or would they, once again, expect more from their child, to make it big in the city so that they can be proud and happy parents of their successful big-shot kid?
The bottom line is:
I am who you made me become, and,
I am living the life you gave me.
So jolly well suck on that, because there's no point pointing fingers at each other,
when it's our own life we should be blaming.
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On a lighter note, I've watched Confessions of a Shopaholic twice :D
And, i'm still not sick of it.
I have to own that freaking dvd!
I must admit, when I first found out Hugh Dancy was casting for the role as Luke Brandon, i was not thrilled about it.
AT ALL.
The images of Luke Brandon the novel gave me was more of a
(Tom Cruise)
(Dwayne Johnson)
(Channing Tatum)
(Brad Pitt)kind of guy. You know, a guy who actually has good physic, instantaneous 'HOTTIE' alert, broad, and one who can give girls a good sense of security.
I mean like, THEM, compared to THIS,
......it's totally off my expectations of a good Luke Brandon!
But the more you look at Hugh Dancy, the more charming I find him, in his own way...
Like, you know, his stubble, his unkempt hair, his sexy accent, and not to mention his eyes, which i find totally attractive (it's greyish-blue, and it's so deep and....soulful! It was really annoying how the movie kept taking a closeup on him, cus I always find myself staring at his eyes, then smiling away to myself like crazy, or alternatively, shaking the person next to me).. AHHH.
Oh, and who DOESN'T love it when he speaks Prada????!
GAH, okay, CHILL, girls, CHILL! ^^
So, I've finally hung out with Lijun, after what seems like a gazillion years,
i really have to say
"FINALLY" : )
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The up-coming SYF is giving me a really big headache. And trust me, I'm surprised I'm even saying that.. I mean like, who gets stressed up over DANCE??!
Ah, well, I guess I am.
And it's not just the fact that SYF is only 9 days away,
it's also the fact that we barely even have the time to have proper rest.
Every single day, we have practice,
even last Sunday.
This is the first, and probably the last time I'll confess that I think CCA is crazy.
With the hall being so bloody hot and stuffy, it doesn't really help relieve me of my tiredness.
The dance room is of no use, I'm serious. Well, okay, it has air-con, and it has this really huge mirror which totally makes us seem professional.
But guess what? It's so freaking small, and oh, hey, did i mention that it's in the middle of two toilets? How considerate and generous of the school..
I have a feeling I'm suffering from maniac depression..
Cool much? ^^
Hey, you've heard of child-abuse, maid-abuse, wife-abuse, cruelty towards animals, etc..
But have you ever heard of sponge-abuse??
Check this out!
Yes, that's a dustbin it's dangling from.And no, I'm not the criminal.
OH! I've made a new alien friend! ^^
This one's from Uranus, not from Jupiter.
And this particular one is into photography....... wanna meet her?
-INHALE-
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Well, obviously she's not very sane.I mean, what did you expect?
It's only her second time on Earth!
I daresay I'm closer to my friends than my family. I guess being an only child, and with my parents being busy with their own lives, I've become more and more reliant on friends, rather than family.
It's not that I don't like being a single child. It may seem lonely, but trust me, being in this state for 15 years or so, I'm immune to the "solitary confinement". Besides, it's not as bad as it seems. Life's basically like a freaking royalty, or to be precise, an exceptionally princess-y lifestyle...
And the best part is, you don't have to share your parents assets with anyone!
I know that sounds damn wrong, as though I can't wait for my parents to die so I can get my hands on their money, but think about it... it's true!
If you have like, 4 siblings and only $1000 to share amongst yourselves,
each of you are only gonna get 200 bucks.
Whilst if you're the only child, you get the whole $1000! (Which makes a LOT of difference, FYI)
In short, the more siblings you have, the lesser you get.
Everything has to be evenly distributed, and by then, who knows, you're left with nothing.
But i don't completely dislike the idea of having siblings. It has crossed my mind once or twice (as if that mattered).
I like the idea of having a sister, elder or younger.
....
and, I have no idea what I wanted to trash out at this point of time,
or rather, at THAT point of time,
because as of now, 17 December 2009 (believe it or not, I don't really care),
I don't have a clue as to what I was gonna say.
Yes, dear ladies and gentlemen,
this was a post that I've never actually gotten to posting before I locked my blog. -whooooo-
And yes, bitch is back. B-)
I needa pee.
Right now.
My bladder is bursting.
Okay, so maybe that was a little too much details.
Be right back! -hush hush- ;-)
♥
Said night-night world @ 6:45 PM