:D

You don't get another chance, life is no Nintendo game.

2010-08-22T14:50:00.002+08:00

"I've been on a calendar, but I've never been on time." - Marilyn Monroe

Hey honey buns! ;) That's me, on a calendar when I was, what, 4 or 5? Adorable much?? B-) Puffy cheeks and all still there, you'll see the resemblance in time. :)

In fact, I don't think I've changed much. Still the same old features. :)

Prelims are so over! Everyone's living life, but not for long. The morning of my last paper (Friday), it rained, heavily, the awesome kinda weather which induces the urge in me to stay at home and sleep till nightfall. Sadly, had to drag myself up, and hail a cab. Have I ever mention how much I loathe cab stealers???>:( Only got a cab at, what, 7.30? And by the time, my pretty hot pink umbrella got blown inside out, so I hesitantly threw it away in school.... :( Oh not to mention my soaked shoes and socks. Urgh.

I hate the squisy squasy feeling of wet shoes, makes my hair muscles contract..

To compensate myself/my feet, I let my little toes have a breather during Paper 2, by sitting for the paper barefooted B-) Felt soooooo good, too bad I didn't have a warm, cosy pillow for my toes to snuggle up to.. oh the joy. ;) But it's okay! Made it up to my dear toes by soaking them in a basin of warm water when I got home. I do find joy in pampering my feet... which is why I have to get that pedicure a.s.a.p!!!! >:O

I think it's alright to pamper your physical being every now and then, as much as it is important to please your emotional being, which, I always do by inducing in good food, and having frequent rendevouz with my bed. B-) Heeheehawhaw, scandalous ;)

Check out some crazy spa treatments I came across at Oddee!

So you thought "Fish Spa" was weird and cute enough when it first came to Singapore....

exfoliating your feet using 150 Garra rufa fish. With no teeth, they nibble away dead skin using suction-shaped mouths leaving healthy new skin underneath untouched. In Japan they offer whole-body immersion fish spas

wait till you see this!:S

Snake massage!
Okay, I'm getting the creeps... :S

A spa in Israel has put a unique spin on the standard massage. While some masseuses use soothing music or scented candles to supplement massages, owner Ida Barak prefers to use snakes; she believes that they have a calming effect and can alleviate joint pain. Imagine—lying facedown on a bed, strong hands rubbing oil on your back as a few snakes slither up and down your body. What could be more relaxing?

:S:S:S

Next, only for the filthy rich....

Golden Facial.
(Personally, I think this is pretty dumb. I mean like, can you imagine how much Coach bags or LV wallets I can get with the same amount of money?! =.-)

Cleopatra apparently slept in a gold mask every night to maintain youthful looking skin. Turns out, she was right. A revolutionary –and expensive spa treatment is based on the Queen of the Nile experience. Paper-thin squares of 24-karat gold are applied on the face along with hydrating compounds. The result includes firmer, more supple skin, and, a noticeable dent in your wallet.

Okay, here's another pretty WHOA one:

Alright, pretty crazy.
Wanna guess founder country?

Located in Kowakien Yunessun, the biggest, most popular spa center in Japan, hundreds of gallons of Beaujolais Nouveau, the most popular wine in Japan, are used in the wine spa. Japanese wine lovers have had the opportunity to drink and bathe in the liquor they love so much, at the Hakone Kowakien Yunessun. The red pool is constantly fed wine through the wine-bottle-shaped spring, while a sommelier stands by to fill up the glasses of those craving for some more Beaujolais Nouveau. Getting drunk is not going to make your wrinkles go away, but will definitely stop you from worrying about them for a few hours.

I'm like, "My mom's gonna kill for this!"

Sadly, this is Singapore. Need I elaborate? Even the shopping here's a bummer.

I had a dream last night, that I went to Paris with my Mom. I was shopping away like mad at sample sales, and flea markets (lookalike), my gosh, I was having so much fun!

and then I woke up. =.-

I think I've said it before, and I guess I'll say it again. I hate shopping in Singapore. The weather's so hot. Fighting the rush hour on the way back's also a sore. Not to mention the fact that everything's so overrated and over-priced!

I wanna shop overseas at the end of the year! I will resist every urge, and wait patiently before I strike. Meow~ :)

In the meantime, save moolah, save moolah, save moolahhhhhhhhhh~

Sigh IF ONLY money grew on trees.....
I would loyally and faithfully sit and wait under a huge raintree,
perhaps set up a tent, even.

Or better still, invest in a good ladder, and start plucking every buck I see.

Aww :(

Okay, enough bullshit, back to reality. :)
Bullshit, we'll be back for you. :)

I've been to the doctor on Thursday, and I was diagnosed with weak intestines. Not cancer, thankfully, just, really weak intestines. Oh, and low blood pressure. It's kinda fascinating, cus I'm only, what, 16? I estimate I'll die around, 60, or even younger, at this rate.

Not that having low b.p. and weak intestines is deadly or anything, but at the things I can't eat. :( I'll die of over-constraints..

Doctor: Avoid oily food....
Me: :D
Doctor: drink more Vitagen (to induce good bacteria)....
Me: :)
Doctor: and....
Me: :|
Doctor: avoid spicy food....
Me: :(
Doctor: and avoid chicken rice....
Me: DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD:?!?!?!

Do you know the pains of not being able to eat chicken rice?! :S:(
It's like, one of my many favourite foodddddd???:(
And, like, spicy food is my life! Avoid spicy food = avoid my life! Wait, that doesn't even make sense! =.- But yeah, you get the drift.... Without spice, what's the point, seriously. :S:(

My mom was with me back then, and we went to get lunch.
She. Was. Such. An. Ass.

Mom: What do you want to eat?
Me: Chicken rice.
Mom: No. The doctor said to avoid it. I'll buy you something else.
-bought mixed vegetable rice yucks-
Mom: Ok. My turn to buy. I'm gonna buy chicken rice for myself.
Me: -stares- ???
Mom: heh heh heh ;)

=.= =.= =.= ?!
Like seriously. What the heck.

So to comfort myself, I turned to hours of Oddee and twitter and Avatar,
and my my, the things I came across!

Let's start with Twitter. I came across this article some days back...

Twitter User Brings Toilet Paper To Desperate Japanese Man

When he found himself stuck in a public restroom stall without any toilet paper, Twitter user naika_tei did what any clever man would do: He posted a Twitter message pleading for help. It worked.

It took 20 minutes from the time naika_tei first voiced his desperation, but someone apparently really brought him a roll of toilet paper.

What a joke! But seriously, a really practical man.
I won't be caught dead in such circumstances though. Aha!

As for Avatar, well, I posted this video on Facebook. So, this is for those who didn't catch it. :) Great laugh!

And best for the last, Oddee! :) This week's featured article's on crazy bikinis! HAW HAW.
For the extremely horny people, just alt+F4 this window now. Like, really. I mean like, I wouldn't want people getting horny over some pictures of girls in weird bikinis heh? :S:)

Here goes!

#1. Burkini (burqa+bikini)

A burqini (or burkini) swimsuit designed by Australian company Ahiida. Their goal is to design swimsuits “with the respect of Islamic values and aimed to enhance the lifestyle of the active Muslim female”. Well, at least these cute chicks save money on sunscreen.

Seriously, I'm not impressed. And honestly, I'm like, wtf??

#2. World's Most Expensive

Would you like to spend U.S. $30 million for a piece of bikini? It sounds crazy but it's true. The glittering $30 million bikini has been created by Susan Rosen with Steinmetz Diamonds. This is the world's most expensive bikini, it uses all diamonds and no fabric. The bikini features over 150 carats of D Flawless diamonds, including a 51 carat D Flawless Pear Shape, a 30 carat D Flawless Emerald Cut, a pair of 15 carat D Flawless Rounds and a pair of 8 carat D Flawless Pear Shapes all set in platinum.

If you ask me, I think this is so bimbotic.. and rather stupid. I mean like, U.S. $30 million and it doesn't even cover the vital parts. What's the point man!

#3. Dissolvable Bikini

A German company invented this marvelous new bikini that disappears once a girl puts it on and takes a swim. The sexy swimsuit disappears by dissolving in water, leaving a woman completely nude and embarrassed. The sexy black swimsuit looks like a real bikini, feels like a real bikini and fits like a real bikini. The only difference is that it's made from a material that completely melts away after a few seconds in water. Named the “Get Naked Bikini,” the item is being marketed as the ultimate form of revenge for recently-dumped dudes.

Seriously! This would make a great prank for some particular b*tches I have in mind....:) Hmmm.

#4. Bacon/Lettuce Bikini

The best combination for a man: women in bikini and bacon. It's a win-win situation.

The vegetarian alternative to the bacon bra is fashionable, non-greasy and reminiscent of Eve in the Garden of Eden. Anyone looking to promote vegetarianism can make their own lettuce bikini at home to get in on the natural fashion. Step by step instructions to create this strange lettuce bikini are available on the lettuce lady website and should be designed only once you're ready to wear it. All you need to create your own unique bikini from lettuce is romance lettuce, which is preferred because of its large leaves for covering your boobs and bum.

One word: Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!

Okay, last one!

#5. Pacman Bikini

This Pacman bikini has it all- our favorite part is the ghost hiding at the bottom. Presumably he doesn't want to get eaten.

Kinda cute! :) I mean like, after all the stupid ones above.... =.-

Alrighttttt. That's enough for one evening! :)
Today was sucha great day... it's hard to believe tomorrow's a dreadful Monday... one whereby I have to wake up at 7am, just to head to school and meet my fate.

Aww damn, I don't even wanna think about it. :S\

Toodles!
Till next time~

I miss Bali :(

Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars

2010-08-17T21:06:00.011+08:00

Hello weello sugar bunnies! ;-)

3 more days to the official end of prelims, but for me, it's over as of NOW. Say that I've the lack of stamina or whatever, but I'm really worn out from all the hard work last week.. I'm really tired from mugging my ass off for the remaining sciences and A-Maths.

And God forbids, it has to be the week filled with the tougher subjects that my body, mind, and soul has to submit to self-defeat. Great.

It's not like I'm totally confident about the papers I sat for last week. All I can do is hope that I did well. But, who knows. I don't know. What I DO know is that nothing is always what it seems.. You may think you did well, but end up scoring borderlines. Oh I know that feeling all too well. That's why I'm not going to expect anything this time round, though I studied. And that's probably why I didn't bother studying for shitty Physics. Because hey, it turned out to be a pretty hard paper, and everyone felt horrible after everything was over. Not me. I don't feel negative feelings towards myself: stupid, and lousy. See, at least, when I get my papers back, I can reason with myself, that I didn't do well cuz I didn't study. It beats studying and still getting F9 grades. What can you tell yourself then? What can you reason yourself with? Oh yeah, sure, tell yourself you're stupid. See how that feels.

I have a great mind to get an AB for Physics. It looks better than a F9. I mean like, with any luck, my future employer has poor vision, and would mistake my AB for an A or a B. Haw haw.

I think I'm more of a visual person. I can only study things that actually makes sense to me, things that I can picture and imagine. Like, Biology. Ah, the love. :)

See, Biology is the science of life. It's a study of something that I can actually SEE and IMAGINE. I'm intrigued with how the heart functions, fascinated at how we can grow, amazed at how I can see the world around me. Talk to me about the skin, the muscles, the blood vessels, and I can understand, because I have it. And I think it makes more sense to me, learning about things that are more visible and... well... sensual.

Physics? Yeah okay, forces, pressure, heat, blah blah blah. It actually makes sense when I have a book, filled with diagrams and arrows and numbers. But in actual reality, take away all the arrows and numbers, and that's Physics for you. You've just gotta BELIEVE that the forces are there, that Physics is everywhere around you. You can't actually see arrows point up or down or anywhere else for that matter. That's probably why I cannot stand Physics, and over my dead body, will I take Physics in Junior College.

Chemistry, Yeah okay, acid+metal gives salt+hydrogen. Mmm, but, WHY? We are taught that the hydrogen ions present in acid is the reasons for reaction. But, still, WHY the ions. Again, we are made to believe that That is That. It just so happens that some bald old man figured out that This is This. So we gotta believe it, being descendants of this world.

Well after so much small talk, my heart is still with Humanities and Maths. Humanities, because there isn't a right or wrong answer, especially when it comes to Literature. It is all up to perception, and that is life, isn't it? Life isn't all that clear-cut, it's more of how we choose to perceive it. And I like it. Because everyone's view is valued and taken into consideration. Everyone's open to their personal views. There isn't a rule, there isn't a law.

And Maths, well, cuz it's the same in every country. ;-)
Whether I'm in Africa, or Korea, or Italy, laws of logarithm remains, and the properties of a circle are still the same. Even Trigonometric graphs are drawn the same way. It's like an international language!

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Today was O level English Oral. I shan't elaborate. It just pisses me off, the fact that I always think of intelligent replies AFTER the exam is over, just like how I always think of intelligent comebacks AFTER a quarrel is over. That's all.

I'm going to work hard for my written paper, and still get that A1 for English anyway. This I promise myself. :)

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On a lighter note, I fell in love with some old songs. I think old songs make more sense than modern hip songs. From many aspects. Old songs uses simple words, to convey simple messages. And that's the beauty of it: simplicity. :)

Fly Me To The Moon - Westlife

Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words hold my hand
In other words baby kiss me

Fill my heart with song
And let me sing forevermore
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words please be true
In other words I love you

I've another one.....

L.O.V.E - Nat King Cole

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore and

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it
Love was made for me and you

Melted your heart? Yes? No? Well it certainly smothered mine. :)
I'm gonna make Zingy Zing Zing sing these two songs for me..
Oh, wait, I don't have to make him. He'll probably read this himself, and sing it to me anyway.
Yes babe, I know you're reading this.. I'm waiting for you okayeeeee! ;-) B-)

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Remember how I said The Last Airbender was a nice movie?
Well, I take back my words. The cartoon version is sooooo much better. And funnier!

Ignore that "Bobble Battles" shit, whatever that is. I swear this cartoon is damn good! It's on my Top Favourite Cartoon list, together with Spongebob and Crayon Shinchan. ;-)

One problem: it's so damn short! :( I hope a fourth season will be out.... Futile, I know. :(

Oh well. Guess who's my new googoogaga now??
hehehehehhhhh,
presenting,

.
.
.

APPA!
My dear oh-so-fluffy-I-can-dieeeeee-I-wanna-eat-it-like-this-huge-soft-marshmellow flying bison!

At least, that's what they describe him as in the show luh, a flying bison. Mind you, not a cow, not a buffalo, a BISON. Whatever that is, seriously. Watch Avatar after your exams or when you're free okay people! And we can ogle and giggle over Appa together! Tee hee hee! Don't cha think Appa looks like this enormous 6-legged dog?????? Maybe that's why I'm sooooo compelled to luvvvv it. B-)

I wanna learn lotsa lotsa moolah, buy a pretty bungalow, and live happily ever after with a nice husband and babies with pretty eyes. :) Okay, main thing, I'm gonna buy a bungalow first. CRUCIAL.

Something like:

(Fleur De Lys, Beverly Hills – Mariah Carey's palace)

(Barbie Malibu Mansion – a life-size mansion inspired by Barbie's dream house)

would be super sweeeeeeeeet~ B-)
But nahs, I'm just asking for something simple, yet cosy and sweeeeet as well, like THIS:

HEE HEE HEE! Okay, still living in my fantasy worldddddd.

But okay, seriously, something like this:

or

where I can have a pretty garden to plant fake plants that do not need attention or time, and rear a cute little Pomeranian puppy.. and perhaps even have a mini outdoor jacuzzi. ;-)

Hey I'm just a girl with big dreams. Is that a crime? ;-)

Okay okay, self-deluded enough.
I'm gonna eat some oranges, and sleeeeeep. :)

My greatest task now, is to decide which is my favourite alphabet between A, B, C, and D. Once I've reached my conclusion, I'm gonna conquer MCQ with much ease.

Lovie lovie,
till next time. :)
Veron.

He know he got me gazing, cuz he was so amazing

2010-08-10T11:24:00.011+08:00

Hey beautiful~ :)

Had the urge to blog yesterday, had so much emotions to share! But, wasn't really eager to type a hell lot. Which gives me great idea number 1000000: Someone should invent voice-commanding blogs, you know, where the owner speaks into a mic, and words magically appears, and all I've gotta do is click "Publish Post" by the end of it. ;)

Anyway, I'm here to flaunt, and criticize, as usual.

Let's start with the critics, shall we?

In Year 2009, we had an 8 minutes long fireworks display, up and down up and down, sparkle sparkle, shades of red blue green white, and purple? Hmmm... In Year 2010, what do we have? Copied and paste, minus 7 minutes or so.

Wow. Really.

When the fireworks went on, I thought it was thunder. Either that, or some moron shifting furnitures upstairs. And it wasn't until I saw all that smoke and haze in the distance, that I figured "Oh hey, the fireworks started! Er, how long ago?" So I went to the window, opened it, and stared into the night sky.....

Every now and then, I see a sparkle here and there. Oh and trust me, this is the one and only year that I couldn't see a shit. And I believe I kept staring at that same smoky spot long after the fireworks went off, not knowing if it ended already, or what.

I mean like seriously, since you wanna waste the money to make everyone happy, and since you've also decided to pollute the air, why not just get over it and do a good job? And by you, I meant whoever's in charge of the fireworks.

Not that I expected much anyway. It's like that every damn year. I think my pathetic stick sparklers still intrigues me the most. At the very least, I can see everything what's happening, and play with it, and control it. Bigger? Not necessarily better.

Pretty~ @_@

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My boyfriend's brother was supposedly in the parade, driving a tank. I didn't watch, he didn't watch, who knows?

So, National's Day, a whole day of studying, and some lousy fireworks didn't make my day better either. Sucks to be me huh.

Think again. ;)

Around 4pm, my annoying boy texted me:

"Hahahaha, okay i'm not gonna text you already. I'll be at your place at nightfall. Love you :-*"

and I was like, wuddddddddddd? o.O

I was practically expecting some retarded shit, like, I don't know, him coming over and making me watch the parade with him or something. Or worst, waving a Singapore flag in my face.. =.- You know I'm not the patriotic kind, so you know i'd hate for that to happen.\

So I waited, and waited, and around 8, he came. With dinner. And candles. And entertainment. Boy, you gotta love this. Don't be jealous. ;) I've got a video, but I figured, I'll save him the humiliation, and savor it all myself. Heeeee. You get the pictures though. :)

Look at my silly silly, boy. :)
And yes, we had pastamania for our romantic dinner together.
Heeheee.

In bed!
It couldn't get any better than this...

Oppsie, there goes his face.
HAWHAW. B-)

Oh, wait, it gets even better!
When the lights went down,
candles went up.. ;-)

Hungry boy, already tucking in to his meal..

Made him take a peek-ture first. :-D

And guess what, there's dessert ;-)
...

Sinful sinful Tiramisuuuuuuuuuu B-)

So tell me, how can I NOT feel like the happiest and luckiest girl on this planet when I have such lovely things happening to me?:)

So yeah I guess, despite all that shit prior to dinner, it was still a good National Day. Probably the best even. :-*

p/s, Happy birthday Lim Mei Yi! National baby, easy to remember, ;-)

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Alright then! I've a video here of an amazing song. Check it out if you're free. :)
Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Isreal Kamakawiwo'ole

Gentle giant, with a huge heart, known for promoting Hawaiian rights and independence, through his lyrics and life.

Married, has an adorable daughter. You can Youtube it yourself.

In 1997, honored by HARA for Male Vocalist of the Year, Favorite Entertainer of the Year, Album of the Year, and Island Contemporary Album of the Year. He watched the awards ceremony from a hospital room.

Died of weight-related respiratory illness in June, 1997.

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Desperate Housewives: "Death is inevitable. It's a promise made to each of us at birth. But before that promise is kept, we all hope something will happen to us. Whether it's the thrill of romance, the joy of raising a family, or the anguish of great loss, we all hope to experience something that makes our lives meaningful. But the sad fact is, not all lives have meaning. Some people spend their time on this planet just sitting on the sidelines, waiting for something to happen to them, before it is too late."

You know, Desperate Housewives is probably one of the most highly stereotyped shows. Bimbotic, slutty, shallow. Whatever you name it.

But seriously, apart from all the sexing, it's a really good show. I know a good show when I see one, trust me. It's something like Gossip Girl, just, the grown-up older version, that is also more down-to-earth at times.

I'm done watching Season 1 to 6 online, and am waiting for Season 7. :) Many predicted a great storyline in Season 7, and I hope so too! The producers are going to stop at Season 9, sadly. Or maybe even lesser than that. :S

I'm gonna buy the DVD after Os! Exciting! B-)

Every now and then, you'll see quotes from the show here. No worries. :)

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Didn't go for the celebration in school today, and thank God too. Like what Felicia, my dear poddy poddy, tweeted, "Waited like 30 minutes to see the YOG flame for 30 seconds. Cool." HAHAHA. Damn.

Besides, my throat is killing me for nuts. Think I got it from Zing, who's down with flu and sore throat... but wait, sore throat ain't infectious.... right? :-O:-S

I have the craving for chicken chop right now, yes at 1.28pm in the afternoon. But gotta wait till my dad wakes up.... sianzzzzz.

Hamsters barking for food already (yes they bark)... such amazing creatures. I wonder if they can gnaw down their cage, scramble to my phone and dial 911 if something happens to me one day, like those other amazing cats and dogs on teevee..... hmmm. I mean like, they can tell what's my aircon temperature. If it's lesser than 25deg, they'll all huddle in the small container. If it's more than 25deg, they'll scatter and sleep all around the cage. Genious, absolutely genious!

Okie dokie, time to study! :S
Venice, here I comeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! (why did you have to decline, why why why!!)

Once again, a hugeeee thanks to my babe, for, I don't know, simply making life beautiful. :)

xoxo

Now guess who's back, back again.

2010-08-09T01:32:00.003+08:00

Alright, I'm back. Cuz I need some place to vent, and just, you know, talk to myself sometimes. :-)
I'm a rather deep person after all... Heh :-)

Life is ok. Pretty acceptable. What's with the prelim stress kicking in... Not to mention the fact that O levels is round the corner.
Sheez.
I hate the neon sign thingy in the school canteen.. It never fails to remind me of something I'm desperately short of, and sadly, desperately in need of: time.

We all lack time. 24 hours a day is all we get. In fact, less than that, considering the fact that we need time to eat, sleep, and shit. For those of us who are constipated, guess they need more than the average human.

By the way, I came across this while reading Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus:
"Women have, and burn, 20% more fat than men."

this is rather appalling, considering the fact that I know of some annoying girls, who eat a hell lot, but thanks to their annoyingly high metabolism rate, don't grow fat. And if that's only considered 20% more than average, I wonder what about people like me, whom, unfortunately, has a lower metabolism rate, and loves to indulge in sinful food from time to time..

I'm like, oh wudddever.

Even as I'm typing this, carefully, due to the sensitivity of my itouch, I can't get the loud clanging of warning bells out of my head, that time is slipping through my fingers. Precious, precious time. Honestly I would get up and head to my table if I could, in fact, I can. But what's the point, my brain is exhausted, if not dead, from all that biology i've been cramming into my head. Nothing of Venice is going to go in. So you see why I worry?

If you ask me, I think exams shoud be scraped. Entirely. And seriously, why not? Studies have shown that kids in Finland, who do not undergo the same education system as we do, are actually performing BETTER than us Singaporean kids. And mind you, they don't have extra homework or projects or assignments, or even exams and tests. It's just purely lessons conducted during school hours. And yes, the percentage of successful Finland kids are way way higher than us. Shame.

Every morning, especially during such a trying time, I wake up hoping that the world would come to an end that fateful day, or that I had died in my sleep. When I go to bed that very same night, I know "not gonna happen". But oh how I wish.

I've everything planned out. With my O level grades, I'll enter a slightly better than average junior college, where I'll take mathematics, chemistry, biology, literature, and H1 history. I'll strive for AT LEAST a B grade for my general paper, and of course, attempt my A level examinations to the best of my abilities. With that, I'll apply to get into law school at NUS, and pray that I would be shortlisted for an interview..

I have it all planned up to here. What happens next, I'll decide once I've taken my A level exams.

I wish and I hope and I pray with all my might, things will go okay, that I will be alright, that I can live my dream. The sad, sad truth is, not everyone gets what they want. For me, choosing this path to venture into is a risk itself. And after the 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration, it may still amount to a big fat 0.

200 intakes per year. That's not a lot.
200 intakes only, both local and international.
Against all odds, I'll try my very best. :)

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On a lighter note, I've caught The Last Airbender.
Coming from someone who DOESN'T catch the animated series, I would say it was good.
I don't think I would say the same if I'd caught the animated series on Okto, according to my boyfriend. He says they'd summarized a lot on the content, and some of the scenes didn't stick to original plot. And some of the characters didn't even look a teeny bit alike to the cartoon, like the firebender uncle, who was supposedly fat. Or the fire-benders in general, (not to be racist or anything), who were potrayed as an Indian tribe in the movie. Amusing.

But I felt it was a rather enriching and emotional movie. You know, that overwhelming feeling you get when you watch "Good VS Evil" themed movies like Chronicles of Narnia, and Lord of the Rings.

Even though it's claimed to be summarized, the main storyline was there, so it's understandable. It had to be summarized, for with all that was worth, it was already a 2 hours long show. Can you imagine sitting through a movie longer than that? I don't about you, but my butt would most certainly ache. It's good as it is - long and captivating where it should, short and right to the point where it should. Worth the money and time. :)

Desperate Housewives: "As children, we're taught that the power of good always triumphs over the power of evil. But as we get older, we realize that nothing is ever that simple. Traces of evil always remain."

My hamsters are barking away with their high pitch squeaks. So adorable.
Hell they sleep a lot, is that normal? Sometimes I wonder if they're mutated pigs, or simply evolution gone wrong. Oh but they are adorable, really, I'll give them that. :) I like it when the scrub the back of their fat necks. and when they sleep. Makes me wanna scoop them up and kiss them like they were little furry marshmallows. :) I've grown accustomed to their smell... it doesn't really stink, but neither would I call it an aroma. In short, it's just this peculiar, distinctive smell of theirs I've grown to recognize. :)

Something like my dear, dear boyfriend.....

Oppsie! Wrong picture! ;-p
p/s, his biceps or triceps or whatever octa-ceps? Fake. Proven and exposed. Shucks.

Now here's the real dear:

Charming much? =.-
I don't get why he must play with the poor octopus every time we dine at Sakura. Lika small retarded boy. Poor pink-version-ed Squidward.... :(
Ah well.

He's like this huge hamster-alike, just, even better one.

He has a distinctive smell, like my hamsters, only it's his cologne, which I've come to like and recognize. He sleeps a lot, like from a few hours ago till now, which I'm so pissed over cus he didn't tell me a single crap before dozing off and I had to infer, but i'll let it go cuz i'm so nice and cuz he's sick and on medication so it's probably causing him to be drowsy. He eats a lot too, like my hamsters, both thanks to me, cuz I give them a lot of food heeeehee. He's warm and cuddly, like my hamsters, just that he's of the right dimension for me to cuddle up to, unlike my hamsters, who wouldn't even keep still long enough for me to tickle. Oh and he's playful. Need I elaborate?

I guess the only difference is that he can talk, and my hamsters can't. Probably a reason why I choose to ignore him sometimes and play with my hamsters instead. But then again, he can say nice stuff which my hamsters can't. Sadly. And ooo, he doesn't gnaw on anything I give him.

Well they both contribute to the reason for my living. That's significant enough.

Alright, I'm getting tired.
Hip hip hooray for National Day! :)
Unfortunately, nope, still not a fan of the NDP theme song. It's getting more and more atrocious with each passing year. However, I DO love the YOG theme song, "Everyone". :)

Guess who I'mma big big big fan of???
Oh yeah, the European guy, Steve Appleton. Cute family name huh! ;) Look into his eyes....are you mesmerized??? (8

I'm probably gonna spend the whole day studying Venice, so I won't have time for the parade. I would probably catch a glimpse of the fireworks from my window. With all that commotion, I don't think I really have much of a choice. I'm interested to see what crappy firework display they have this time round... if my memory doesn't fail me, I wasn't very impressed with last year's: 8 minutes long, yet mundane and absolutely mediocre.

We'll see, we'll see. :)

Good night world. :)

She think she fine, fine enough to blow your mind!

2010-02-26T20:08:00.014+08:00

Mood: waiting.....
Music: Me Against The Music - Britney Spears ft. Madonna
Book: Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom

"Heaven can be found in the most unlikely corners."

Ye'llow!
(yeah, hello)
B-)

As much as I would looooove this whole blog post to be about solely ME,
knowing it's gonna be you-know-what in approximately 3 hours and 41mins as of now,
you know, you-know-what -winkwink- ♥

BUT,
egoistic I may be,
I'll reserve the best for the last.
:-D

Ironic huh.
:p

Okay, so, first up, New Year!

My New Year was absolutely fabulous. Tee hee! B-)♥

Everyone's pretty generous this year,
not that I don't like that. ;-)

My theory is that,

-listen up y'all-

Red Packet Money is directly proportional to the Economy.
Make sense? Uh-huh uh-huh. :-D

When the economy goes up up up,
so does my dear red packet. ;-)

mmmmm, love it. B-)♥

I've just deposited my moolah today,
and I've got a total of 900 plus bucks? :-D

Jealous muchhhh? :-D

I guess all the boooring house-visiting were worth it after all. :-)
This year wasn't THAT bad,
cus I played 4 continuous hours of Black Jack with all the auntie and uncles.
And yeah, I did win myself some extra moolah. :-)

Fantastic.♥

Honestly, I don't see the point of giving red packets to kids from the other families.
I'm not a tradition-sucker,
so don't preach to me about customs and what's nots. Tyvm. :-)

By the end of the day,
there's no net movement of money.

My dad gives away money,
but I get it back "for him".

If I could change the whole system,

I would get parents to transfer the intended money straight to their kids account and save themselves all the trouble. :-)

What a fab idea, ain't it? :-D

This way,
kids would not have to tag along the old people even though they don't wanna,
because, they aren't gonna get money anyway!

Stop living in self-denial.
Few of us actually go house-visiting for the fellowship.
Especially not us teens.

House-visiting should be reserved for old, bald, fat men,
who have nothing better to do,
than smoke their lives away,
and drink alcohol.

There. :-)

I think I just brought some justice to the world.
:-)

-

Tralala!

Remember that time,
I exclaimed with exhilaration practically everywhere,
that we were gonna dance to Tik Tok?

Well,

my dear peepo,

it just got better. ;-)♥

We're dancing to Tik Tok, by Ke$ha,
REMIXED, now featuring Pitbull.
And I swear, it's hotter than the original version.♥♥♥♥

Anddddddddddd,
guess what?
Clare's gonna mix ANOTHER song! ;-)

Song title?

Namely

Bad Romance,

my dear.
Uh-huh uh-huh,
lady gaga's badddd romance. ;-)♥♥♥♥♥

Now don't you anticipate the outcome????
Cus I sure am! B-)♥

And, here's a little tidbit:
My dear Claudia pronounced Pitbull,
as "Big Boo", which I interpreted as "Big Bull".

And I clearly remember thinking to myself,
"who the heck is that? New singer on the block??"

Aww don't you hate braces???
:-D

Oh, speaking of Lady Gaga,
have you guys seen her 20 foot tall piano?????? =.=
It's crazy, I swear! :-O

Lady Gaga performed for the Queen of England at the Royal Variety Show and she went a little over the top. Literally over the top. She wore an Elizabethian inspired red leather dress with a 20 foot long train and played atop a 20 foot tall piano.

The bench is actually a swing that’s hanging from the rafters
(you can see her dismount at the end, below), that’s her dress train draped behind her.

I can’t seem to find any other information on the giant piano (which looks like a normal piano with extra long legs) but it’s definitely a unique instrument design. Impressive Lady Gaga, impressive. Here’s the video:

What,
The,
Heck!

Trust Lady Gaga to come up with the wackiest ideas! :-O

Alright,
so recently,
I'm having sooooooo much trouble getting up :-(
My bed's being soooooooo difficult in the morning,
it doesn't wanna let me go :-(
So it's not like I can help it if I'm late for school or whatsoever luh.
-case close-
:-D

Speaking of beds,
I came across some pretty awesome bedsheets and blankets on Oddee. :)
Let's have a look at them shall we? B-)

haw haw.
okay.
that's pretty suggestive isn't it?

I'm staring at Claudia,
right now.
;-)

You know how embarrassing and ugly it is when you wake up one morning,
only to find imprints of your bed sheet on your face or arms?

It happens to me quite a lot,
and I would have people coming up to me,
confirming their doubts if I've just woken up.

I mean like, DUH.
Cannot ah??
Bleah. :o

Satin sheets symbolizing luxury are getting geeky by the day!
Imagine integrating a radio alarm clock within the Sheet!

That’s the Melted Clock for you: a haptic, touch sensitive alarm with speakers and controls all embedded within your sheet. The three control icons are embroidered on the sheet and relevant to the operating elements on the outside edge of the bed sheet. Use the two in combo to set your radio frequency, alarm time etc.

Essentially, you just feel your way through this system; IN YOUR FACE!

Self-explanatory.

It even has pages!

I'm staring at Cherine right now.
Really. Cherine.
;-)

Kind of like, Twister, for grownups,
the Karmasheetra is covered with pink and blue marks for hands, feet, knees, and bottoms.
"Grab a partner and try it out!"

LOL.

And last but definitely not least,

Oh why am I not surprised,

Presenting to you,

Your oh-so-beloved

Iphone.
=.^

Speechless.
Well, all I can say is,
definitely for the overrated suckers. :)

Speaking of Iphones,
I must admit,
I was pretty tempted to get one myself.

Not because it rocks or anything.
Cus, honestly, I now think it's pretty lousy.

But ah well,
like I was saying,
I wanted to get an Iphone not because of the phone,
but because of all the bee-you-tee-fool casings I've came across. B-)♥

Sexy much?????:-O
And I've came across more lorh,
in furry prints, bling blings, and even LV (loooool) ♥

I really must have those casings...
but then I though to myself,
what's the point?:-O
Like for goodness sake,
I don't even have anything for it to contain. :-S

So yeah,
you've heard me. :-)

I still think those casings are pretty, ♥
but I've woken up from my foolishness of getting an Iphone. Hee.
Applaud please? B-)

So, yeah, maybe I'll just start a collection.
You know, Iphone casing collection. B-)

And it eras later,
maybe some historian or archeologist would uncover my priceless collection,
and realize that some gazillion years back,
in the year 2010,
it was the Iphone era. B-)

The best part?

My name would go down in history.
MWHAHAHAHA. ♥:-D

Oh, my gosh, I just came across this site,
that shows the largest pool in the world.
It's super, super, super boomz! :-O!!!!
Check this out:

San Alfonso del Mar is a resort located in Algarrobo, Chile frequently noted because of its 1,000-meter long, 19-acre outdoor pool, which holds a Guinness world record as the largest in the world. The resort’s large pool utilizes a technology developed by the Chilean company Crystal Lagoons, which uses water pumped from the Pacific Ocean, that is then filtered and treated for supply to the pool.

It has been reported to have a depth of 35 meters (115 feet) which would make it the world’s deepest pool, however this appears to stem from confusion over it being
“transparent to a depth of 35 meters”.

I am sooooo damn fascinated and awe-struck.
Seriously! :-O

Whoever built this whole damn thing,
probably has got nothing better to do.
Like seriously!
:-O

Next time I build my own house,
I'll make sure my pool's twice of this. :-O:-D

Eh but seriously,
if someone drowns in the middle of this huge thing,

how long is the lifeguard gonna take to get to the victim? =.^

But ooooo, i loooove the clear transparent blue waters lurh.
so damn clean.

shame on Singapore.
boo. :-S

Oooooooo,
and, check out what I made for Cherine Quekkkkkkkkkk!B-)

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.
.

TADAH!!!!~
my masterpiece.
A work of art, ain't it?
Wondering how my last year's gift to her's surviving.....:-O:-S;-)

oh p/s, don't you luvvvvvvvv all the blings?!
B-)

Alright, I think I've blogged sufficient content to, FINALLY, start on my main topic of the day.
B-)

Time check: 10.12pm.
Countdown: 1 hour 48 mins.
:D♥

So, this whole week has been full of crap.
What's with all the common testssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss =.-

BUT

hoho

tomorrow,
marks the end of this chaotic week! :-)

well okay, maybe not,
but, you knooooo what I mean.

tomorrow,
ought to be a day that goes down in history.

16 years ago,

a young lady found out she was pregnant.

yes, it was shotgun.

this, put an end to her dreams and hopes for her future.

like, hell, a baby was not part of the plan till a later stage.

So that's when her dilemma started:
to keep, or not to keep?

The father, didn't want the baby.

"Abort it. We can always have another next time."

Statistics have shown that every year, 12,000 fetuses are aborted in Singapore.
Put in context, that’s about 24% of all Singapore pregnancies every year.
And shockingly enough, about half are carried out by unwed women.

The young lady, was not one of the fifty percent.

Not because she didn't want to,

but because she couldn't bring herself to do it.

As the saying goes, "what's yours, is yours"

So, the next thing that young lady did, was not to do all the things that should be done during pregnancy,

and instead, do all the things that should not be done during pregnancy.

She hung around people who smoked.

She drowned herself in alcohol every night.

She ate a gazillion hot dogs.

She drank countless litres of caffeine.

She consumed lots of fish.

She glut on junk food.

She drank tap water, even though boiled water was available.

She worked for long hours, to stress herself.

She bathed in hot water.

She jumped over drains.

.
.
.

Months passed,

the fetus was still alive.

The young lady, succumbed, and accepted.

She could feel the family's eyes boring into her.

Every too often.

She knows they've been talking about her.

She hears them whisper.

.
.
.

The nine trying months soon passed.

After 8 hours of struggle,

a baby girl emerged into the world.

The first breath.

No one could have understood the immense joy the young lady felt

at having heard the first cries of her precious little girl.

Resigned to a corner of the world,

not living her life to the fullest,

she watched as her daughter grew.

She was there,
when her baby first learned to crawl.

She was there,
when her baby took her first unstable step.

She was there,
when her baby learned how to run.

She was there,
when her baby spoke her first words.

She was there,
when her baby entered nursery.

She was there,
when her baby entered elementary school.

She was there,
when her baby entered high school.

She was there,
at every birthday celebration.

She was there,
at every chapter of her baby's life.

16 years have passed,

the young lady has matured into a fine woman.

Her hopes and dreams may have been dashed,

but every so often,

the young lady tells her daughter,

"Mom's dead.

I've killed myself 16 years ago,

so as you could be born.

I sacrificed a life I could have called my own

so that you could have a life you could call your own.

I love you, my dear child."

Statistics have shown that every year, 12,000 fetuses are aborted in Singapore.
Put in context, that’s about 24% of all Singapore pregnancies every year.
And shockingly enough, about half are carried out by unwed women.

I'm not one of the 12,000 fetuses.

Sometimes I think back,

and wonder what would happen if my mom had listened to dad at that time.

the friends i would have passed.

the joys on earth i would have missed.

Void, of taking my first breath, my first step, my first word.

For people who know me,

very well,

you'd know I don't come from a, what you would call, "Normal Happy Family".

But I don't resent life for that,

I don't resent my parents,

I don't fill myself with angst,

I'm glad I don't get things the normal way.

And that includes life itself.

Sometimes, or rather, most of the times,

life's a real helluva bitch.

But that's where I learn from,

to be strong, independent, and self-reliant.

Some people stereotype me, without even trying to know me,

inferring that i'm a "spoilt brat"

from the things I do

to the things I say

to the way I look.

But that's untrue.

Because, my mom brought me up, using BOTH the soft, AND hard ways, contrary to popular beliefs.

She thought me morals, and values,

and when I was much younger,

simple things like ABCs and 123s.

When I couldn't spell Wednesday right,

she'd caned me.

When I threw a temper,

she ignored me.

Cliche, but,
I won't be where I am today, without her.

Time check: 11.58am.
Countdown: 2mins.

Sixteen.

This is prolly gonna be my last birthday with most of you,
what's with polys and jcs,
we'll all split for sure.

I wanna celebrate this special day with all of you.
So, wait for me to call y'all out! B-)

Time check: 12am.
Countdown: 0hours, 0mins, 0seconds.

Happy birthday, Veron,
Happy birthday,
you've come a long way. :)

I'm officially 5840 days young! B-)
or 140160 hours young! B-)

Opps, what's that???
Hear that???
NC16's calling me! B-)

Alright, phone's jamming from all the fuzzy wuzzy messages.
I love my friends.
:-*

With loads of hugs and kisses,

that's Veron Maybelle Alexis for you. :)
Not yet a girl, not yet a woman.
-xoxo

And that's what everyone's talkin' bout! (edited)

2010-02-11T22:36:00.020+08:00

Mood:
Music: Girlfriend - Avril Lavigne
Book: nah!

Hey luvvvvvs!♥

I'm typing this from my new study table,
in front of my new bed,
in front of my new wardrobe,
in my freshly painted room! ♥:D

I decided not to post pictures of my new room after all.
HEE. B-)
See, if i like you enough, i would ask you to come over and you can then see it for your own eyes. To the rest of you, too bad, beyotch. B-)

Aiyah,
in short,
lazy lah. :-P

So anyway, i think by this time now,
half of the world thinks i'm prolly dead,
judging by the date of my last post. Hur.

But I swear, Sec 4 life, is no life. At all.
There's either homework, or afternoon program, or even more assignments, or even more extra lessons,
that I ought to be grateful for any amount of time OFF.

Wellllllll,
I've finished my homework for the day (today),
and it's still pretty early,
so here I am! :-D♥

Soooooooooooo many things have happened between now and then,
I can't even remember the events in chronological order any longer.
So, I'll just post whatever pops up in my brain first,
with THE first being, of course, camp. :)♥

What can I say?
2 Hope,
is unbelievable.

Unbelievably chaotic,
unbelievably rowdy,
unbelievably tiring,
but most importantly,

unbelievably amazing. :)♥

So I admit,
I felt pretty depressed initially,
having been assigned to the supposedly "hardest" class in the entire cohort.

And I was thinking like, "wtf. why me?"

as in, really, literally, wtf.

But now,
ironic it may be,
I thank God I was assigned to Hope. :)♥

It really goes to show how we really SHOULDN'T stereotype people.
Even BEFORE trying to get to know them better.

I've made lotsa new adorable girlfriends,
and not to mention knuckle-knockin brothers ;-)

Where else can I find such people?:)

So yeah, maybe these bunch of kids may not be as intelligent academic-wise.
And maybe these bunch of kids may speak in a way we wouldn't call civilized.
But so what?
This is what makes them Them.
And in any case, let me tell you, after having spent 3 days and 2 nights with them, I daresay this same bunch of kids certainly has the potential to be as good as any one of those other kids out there.

People only look, and hear.
I've seen, and I've listened.
And I tell you, they are NOWHERE near hopeless.

I absolutely love their "we can do it!" spirit,
and they themselves believe that they're NOWHERE near hopeless.

I'm serious, they told us that themselves.

Compared to express-wannabes,
who are complacent and think soooo highly of themselves,
these kids have got the attitude,
and I believe they will succeed,
surpassing beyond anyone's expectations of them. If, there was any to begin with.

From the bottom of all our hearts,
2 hope, you guys have been extremely awesome during camp,
you've proved everyone wrong,
and we're proud of you. :)♥

So what if we aren't the best class?
Pfft.
It's only numbers.
And if we rely too much on numbers in life,
we won't go far.
What matters is the process, okay? :-*♥

Oh and fyi,

Not only that,
2nd best item for campfire performance kaye oh kaye???B-)♥

This is just the beginning of a revolution.
So shut up,
wait and see!
-xoxo-♥! :)

-

Yay okay!:)

Oh but before I close this chapter,
I would like to give credits to my dear old pal Shirley........

If you would just observe closely,
you would notice that we both have slit-like eyes.
I found my long-lost sister, alas! ;-) B-)

But yeah, she makes the best alarm clock ever, really. ;-)
She's like, one amazing alarm clock that I can forever press 'snooze' and negotiate for a later timing, yet at the same time, definitely NOT be late for whatever. (because if I'm late, she's late too...so she'll wake me up by the end of the day, by hook or by crook) hee :-D
I wouldn't say that I make the best candidate to try and wake up. Ahem.
Ask her, and she'll gladly tell you how much hell i've put her through since the mornings of PSL camp. :-S
But ah, she's very nice one lurh. :-D♥
with lotsa luvvvvvv♥♥!

Moving on,
remember that time i tweeted on twitter,
that I had a F-shaped bruise on my knee???

I just found a picture of it.
Hee.

Inhale..........

HAHAHAHAHAHA.
Wait, can you see the letter F?:O:D
Fascinating much???:D

Oooooo,
I've got some random pictures in my phone, awaiting to be published.
Silly, undoubtedly. ;-)
Here goes nothing!

First up,
is a picture of my most road-safety abiding friend...

despite the fact that there really wasn't a single damn car, or lorry, or truck, or motorcycle,

and also despite the fact that we were all starving after a 2-hours looooong meeting,

she refused to cross the road with the 'Red Man' still on.

I have no idea whether to describe her as a good role model,

or just plain idiotic,

to say the least whether I should be proud of her,
or embarrassed.

Give it up,
for

.
.
.

HILLARY TAN "xiao shan"
:-S :-D
♥

Next up,
is a picture of my baby-faced friend,

whose face still remains the same,
even after soooooooooo long.

if evolution depended on him,
we would all still be walking apes,
really.

Not surprisingly,

here's my friend,

.
.
.

TAN CHERN WEI, aka, Oie.
:-D
Pretty cute, ain't he?
Ha. Ha. Ha.
Good joke.

:-P

Alright,
next up,
is a valuable picture.
;-)

VERY valuable indeed.
For it's hard to come by.
And it's not very surprising that you're about to have the honor of looking at it,
and by all means saving it into your desktop,
for I was the one who took the picture. It's me on the prowl. ;-)

I think I'm a potential paparazzi. Really. B-)
They ought to hire me,
to prowl for juicy stories,
and gather scandalous pictures of the rich and famous.

Alright, back to topic.

This picture that you're about to see,
is hard to come by in the sense that,

#01,
the protagonist in this picture is unglam,
a sight that is most unusual,
given her character. ;-)
and she knows it,
which probably explains her reaction towards this picture,
every time I start my teasing. Hee. :-D

and #02,
the antagonist.
Yes, it's as simple as that.

I mean like, it's not everyday that you'll see the both of them so up-close together right....???

Enough of the prep talk.
Give it up,
for...

.
.
.

ALICIA AND BEN LEEEEEEE!
*whoops!*
Aren't they adorable?? ^^
And what's that in her hands??
Is that a pressie a see?
A declaration of love?
Awwwwww, how sweet. ^^
♥

And if, by chance, you find me lying dead in school,
you know who to look for.
B-)

Alright,
last but definitely not least,
and pretty predictable,
is a picture of this silly alien I met.

He's very, very, very adorable,
but sometimes, I cannot help but doubt his sanity.

One moment, he can be PRETTY normal, and PRETTY human.

But then the next moment,
he turns into this psychotic loony....
of which, not that i mind lurh. :-D

You see in this picture below,
I gave him an orange.

And he accepted in glee.

I was expecting him to chew on it,
like any normal human being would,

but,

.
.
.

take a look for yourself!

Presenting,
THE alien,

.
.
.

Z! :-*♥
I swear he thinks he's cute, stuffing that orange into mouth, looking like an ape.
Yes honey, I KNOW we're products of evolution.
You don't have to SHOW the world. ;-)

Yeah and as you can see for yourself,
he got himself a "professional" haircut.
Pfft. :-P

I swear I can cut a thousand times better than that.
And I did too!
Just, maybe a little slips here and there,
but other than that,
it's not very far from "professionalism". -rolls eyes-
Pouts. :-(

HAHAHAHA.
Random. :-D
I found this in a dining menu, fyi.
How corny of the restaurant. -rolls eyes-
:-p

Okay, now, seriously, Veron Maybelle Alexis, dude, move on.

Mmm, I went on a picnic with Zee on one of the Saturdays.....
B-)♥

They say a picture speaks a thousand words,
and I've a plenty of them.
So, here we go!:-D

This looks like the wind's blowing our faces away....:S
Lousy camera!
Whose? :p

This is our dear panda kite,

which,
unfortunately,
got stuck in a tree within 5 mins.
=.=

And here's my hero,
trying to save the day :-D
(though in vain.)
:s:p

Look at the splendid spread of fooooooood!
Subway, mango pancakes, Meiji milk, sushi, AND finger food,
what more could you ask for?
Pizza delivery?
:D

(p/s, we DID consider! But like, what, "oh, please deliver my Hawaiian pizza to Pasir Ris Park, we're under a big tree. Thank you very much" Where, on Earth?!)

Silly person :-*♥

After a heavy meal,
it's time for a lil nap by the beach...
and I swear, the breeze was super awesome.B-)

Then it was time to let that inner kid in us out.
We started playing with sand and building sandcastles!:D♥

Okay, so that's a pretty bumpy place to built sandcastles...
and what the heck,
those castles are minute.:S

Hee!
Wait lah,
haven't finish:D

Tadah!
What's lacking is a fortress,
and I'm ready to let the little crabs nest in my bee-you-tee-fool castles.
:D

-snorts-

This was supposed to be a picture, capturing the sunset.

But unfortunately for us,
all we could see were trees. =.=
So yeah, no sunset.
Whatever. :S:D

So yeah, that pretty much sums up my day out at Pasir Ris Park. :)

What else was there?
Oh yeah, Body World at the Science Centre.

The only picture I got of that day,
is this:

presenting to you,
my ultimate gay friend,
Tian Yu! :)

So maybe this isn't a picture of preserved dead bodies,
but it's a live body......
which is rather science-y.
hee hee hee?
:S:D

Okay,
so anyway, Body World...hmmm... since i've no pictures,
guess you'll just have to make do with reading. :)

Body World wasn't as creepy as I though it would be.
I didn't SMELL anything, or see blood trickling down the bodies,
and neither did the bodies look....erm....fresh or anything.

In short, it was very Science-y :)

When I came to the first body,
well,
what can I say?

At the angle I was at,
the body was positioned in such a way,
that this guy's penis,
was at my eye level.
=.=
sweet.

And as I proceeded to the next few bodies,
again,
penises, all at eye-level.
-shivers-

And oh, the one belonging to the giant giraffe's,
even sweeter.
It's freaking hugeeeeeeeeeeeeee,
and it wasn't really at eye level,
but it was still the first thing I saw when I looked up in awe. =.=

And i can swear, I wasn't planning to see IT, at all.

Hur.

But it any case,
I feel very much filled with interest for Biology now. :)
What's with all the hands-on stuff.

And speaking of Biology,
I've dissected a sheep's eye!
In my very own school lab.

It's bizarre,
yet,
strangely,
intriguing. :O:D

I'm soooooo gonna excel in Biology.
Hee!:D♥

Alright!
Random crap time:D

Browsed the net,
and I came across this super adorable website on babies' pictures♥
Check these out!:D♥
Enjooooooy:-*

awww~:D♥

oh, crap, yukkkkkkkkk~

ahhhhh, luvvvvv the eyes~:)♥

geez!:S

HEY! I DID THIS WHEN I WAS YOUNG TOO!!!!:D:D:D:D♥

Are you for real???:O:S

It starts young!;-)

So cuuuuuuteeeee!:D♥

Facewarp.
HAHAHAHA.
:-*♥

So adorable much right????:D:D:-*♥
See, I like it when kids are like that.
Frozen, and quiet:)

It only gets annoying when they start screaming and crying.
=.-
At times like those, i just wanna stuff my whole fist into their mouth and shut them up. Seriously. :S

Enough of babies.:)

You know, it's funny how I keep coming across bizarre articles on the net.
The Internet is the most entertaining gadget, ever:O:D♥

here, is the best article I've came across this week.
And trust me, I'm really fascinated by it.
Like, REALLY. :O:S

Here we go:

-THE GIRL WHO RECEIVED A THREE HUNDRED PAGES IPHONE BILL-

Justine Ezarik, a blogger from Pittsburgh, was so gobsmacked that she filmed herself paging through her 300-page double-sided invoice to the music of the iPhone advertising campaign.

The clip has been viewed more than three million times since it appeared on YouTube a week ago.

Miss Ezarik's $274 (£137) bill, which details every single download, call and text message down to the very second and file size, had almost twice as many pages as the Jane Austen novel Persuasion. It was so large that it had to be sent in a box instead of an envelope.

Nevertheless Miss Ezarik, who admitted sending up to 35,000 text messages a month while making only 200 minutes of phone calls, said she "couldn't be happier".

"As for the iPhone? I love it," she wrote on her blog. "That goes without saying."

I swear, this girl is impossible!:O
And again, I swear, I laughed my ass off the first time I read it. :S
She's gotta be filthy rich man!

-

Alright, so, I've been studying recently.
I really did.
But my test grades are all still...... -speechless-
I don't know what to say,
so all I can hope for,
is for a revolution to happen,
and for my grades to shoot up. Soon. :S:(

It is now 12.44am,
which marks the birthday of one of my dear girlfriend.....

none other than

CHERINEEEEE QUEKKKKKK!:-*♥♥♥
RUI ANG, RUI ANGGGGG~
Hahahaha, gosh i looooove messing up her chinese name. ;-)

It's been what, close to 2 years aye?:)♥

Sometimes I wonder, what would life be if I've never met any one of my girlfriends.
And yes, that includes Queky.

How dulllllll and sad my life would be. Boo.

Thank you, for all the bimbo moments ;-)♥
and even more, for the times we've quarreled,
because despite being such an ass,
you're still there for me by the end of the day,
and that shows me how much you treasure this friendship,
how much you care, despite,
and it makes me wanna do the same for you.♥

See, I may not be the best girlfriend you can have,
in fact,
I may be a pretty horrible girlfriend to have. Pfft.
But nevertheless, I try my very, very best to be one. :)♥

It's been awhile since we've hung out.
I miss you. :(
We'll spend time soon, okay? Okay?
And not forgetting the other retards ;-)♥

Thank you for sticking up for me in the recent series of events,
See, once again, it goes to show how great a girlfriend you are, and I'm lucky to have you. :-)♥
You're not by my side 24/7, giving me empty promises,
because you know that I know that we know that's just superficial.
Instead, you SHOW me you care by being there, even if it causes you inconvenience.
A friend like you, is hard to come by. Really.
And I don't know what I've been doing in my past-life,
but I thank God that I've had the sense to be a good girl, cus i'm able to come across a bestie like you, one definitely not to be forgotten. :-)♥

Be happy, because you deserve every goodness out of life.
I wish you all the best, and only the very best in life.
Once again, Happy Birthday, &
I love you, my friend. :-*♥

You know, we humans are just plain W.E.I.R.D.
Seriously.
We're programmed in such a way that,
we aren't happy when we don't get what we want.
But then at the same time,
we aren't satisfied when we DO get the what we want.
And yeah, "don't take things for granted", blah blah blah blah blah.
But know what? We always do.

It's not like we can help it either.
We're humans.
Satisfaction can never be guaranteed.
And that's really sad.
Whatever happened to achieving Nirvana?

Like I said,
many things have happened recently.
In school,
with Zee,
with my friends,
with my family even..

And I got myself a short break for myself while I was at camp.
It was only with all that "simplicity" at camp,
that i realized how complicated my life was/is.

As much as I wish all that "simplicity" would never end,
it's just wishful thinking.
I'm back into the drama,
with me starring, nonetheless,
a place position where few would want to venture.

But since I've gotten myself in it,
I guess I gotta face the music.
I don't know what tomorrow holds for me,
and no one knows,
so I'll just hope for the best.

When you can't wait any longer
But there's no end in sight
when you need to find the strength
It's your faith that makes you stronger
The only way you get there
Is one step at a time

We live and we learn to take
One step at a time
There's no need to rush
It's like learning to fly
Or falling in love
It's gonna happen and it's
Supposed to happen and we
Find the reasons why
One step at a time

- Jordin Sparks ♥

Time check now: 2am.
Post up, Veron's down.

Last dilemma of the day:
to go or not to go?
School tomorrow, is gonna be stupid.
As always,
I'm making this statement with full qualification,
due to the fact that i've been through this THREE times.
So, to go? Or, not to go? Hmmmm....

{So it turns out I DIDN'T go. :-D
Finally, after 3 years of foolishness,
I've seen The Light,
and I'm on the path of Sanity, a step closer to achieving Nirvana.
I've learned from my past mistakes,
and I vow, NEVER, to repeat my acts of foolishness, EVER. :-)

Oh, I went kite-flying with Zee. :-D
Now I've got really bad sunburns.
It's like, sunburns + sunburns = 2 x sunburns = hurts like crap, tight and dry and painful. :-(
Oh how I love mathematical equations...
it helps emphasize my point.
I feel as though the cornified layer of my skin's ripping itself apart with every movement that I make. :-S No kidding, no exaggerating.

I. Want. Exfoliation.
NOWWWWWWWW!}

You know,
why do Valentines' Day and Chinese New Year have to clash?
Like of all occasions,
the occasion of luvvvvvvvv♥, and the occasion of moolah $$$.
Seriously.
Talk about turn off.
:-S

And I swear, I'm not whining due to personal reasons. -pouts-

I mean like, I sincerely believe there's a time for everything.
I hate it when people COMBINE 2 occasions together,
which, to my annoyance, is a pretty popular practice.
It's soooooo cheap and insincere! :-O

I think the saddest people on Earth,
would be people whose birthday falls between Christmas and the (Chinese) New Year.

Can you imagine the greetings they would get?

"Oh honey, merry christmas! And oh, before I forget, here's wishing you a happy birthday to! Oh, not forgetting Happy New Year aye! B-) 3-in-1, easy peasy! Take care, God bless, have fun babe! -xoxo"

=.=

That sucks. Really.

Especially if people were to merge your red packets or xmas gifts all together into one big package.

But ah,
why am I saying so much?
My birthday, is safely on a Saturday this year. ;-)
With Mas Selamat caught,
Veron's 16th birthday, is gonna be a solo occasion.
Hee. I like that. ♥

And of course,
I'm looking forward to celebrating it with Z :-D:-*
It's a first!♥
I've a feeling he's up to no good,
-crosses fingers-

But ah well, his would be round the corner in no time.
Watch out! ;-)

♥♥♥-xoxo-

Ah well. I'll leave the dilemma for tomorrow. :)
Post up, Veron's down. Nighty night.♥
Love y'all.
Pray for me :)

With lotsa hugs and kisses,

That's Veron Maybelle Alexis for you. :)
-xoxo♥

And i'm caught in between.

2010-01-14T17:36:00.007+08:00

Mood: Very much pissed off
Music: Whatcha Say - Jason Derulo
Book: Textbooks

You know what?
I've had had enough.

For some of you,
your O levels are over.

For some of you,
your O levels are still a long way ahead.

For some of you,
your O levels are round the corner,
but you don't care.

For me,
my O levels are round the corner,
and I certainly think of it as a pretty big f.

I don't care, if you screw your future up,
but I certainly want mine bright and promising.

And if people are gonna come to me all day and night,
telling me things like 'she said this' and 'she said that',

my future is certainly gonna be ANYTHING but bright and promising.

You, are messing with my life.
And that isn't very wise.

If my life, has to be screwed up,
I'd rather it be screwed by someone of significance.
At least to me.

You are INSIGNIFICANT. To me.
So why do I have to deal with all these shit? From you?

You know, it was supposed to end there and then.
But whatever the rational was, The End wasn't allowed to happen.

What the heck were you thinking? Seriously?
Wait, did you even THINK before you speak?

Thanks a lot, peeps, thanks a hell lot.

Seriously, it's time. To stop.

And it's certainly time, to sit down, and f-ing TALK.
It's bad enough hating someone,
it's bad AND idiotic not knowing why you're hating.

If you don't mind being the center of attraction (for all the wrong reasons),
and if you don't love yourself,
whatever.
I do.

If there's bitch-slapping to be done,
then so be it.
At least it gets us closer to knowing what the f is really going on.

And also, we can get on with our lives.
With much love or hate.

So maybe you don't even have a life to begin with,
but I certainly do,
and much of it has already been crushed to death under the weight of school books.
I don't need humans.

This is restraining,
and I don't care if offense is taken.

You can cry and whine and pout all you want,
and maybe even spread a gazillion nasty rumors that ain't even true to begin with (not like you haven't done it already).

I can't screw up your nervous system and stop all that shit from happening,
but you know it yourself what you're up to.

All I can say is,
you'd better have a good explanation for this huge mess we're all in.

So maybe you didn't start it.
But you didn't end it either.
And that's an equally atrocious behavior.

Go ahead,
go and complain,
spread my link and show the world that "veron maybelle alexis threatened me",
go up on stage and give a talk on cyber-bullying,
complain that i'm defiant, vulgar, and rude,
tell the world I'm a bitch,

In 9 more f-ing months,
I won't have to see your face, and with any luck, ever again;
I'll have a brand new life and start afresh,
meeting nice people and making new buddies,

but you,
you will be stuck with the ghost of your past,
and,
you, will never stop being childish.

So maybe you're younger than me.
Big deal.
I don't remember doing the stuff you did when I was your age.
Which isn't very long ago.

Grow up.
Act like your age.

I didn't want trouble,
so I ignored.
And I think I've done a pretty good job,
so far.

Since I ain't like any of those typical girls out there, stupid enough to believe that alcohol is the key,
I turned to dancing.
I danced and danced and danced and danced, till my whole body ached,
to rid my mind of all the things that aren't right in my life.

But apparently,
noooooo,
it isn't as simple as that.
Oh well.

So yeah, maybe you were upset.
So maybe your life got screwed up big time.
So maybe you were soooo deeply affected.

But that doesn't give you the license to get everyone into the same state as you.
And in any case, you've failed miserably.
We're all laughing away at your childish behavior, the joke of the century.
Spell me p-a-t-h-e-t-i-c.

So maybe you hold a prestigious (" ") position.

But if this is the way you're gonna climb up,
the way you're gonna gain popularity and respect,
you've never been so wrong in your life.
I'm appalled.

I don't know your rational,
I don't know what is it that you want,

I certainly wanna know,
and to the latter,
you certainly won't get.

What you did, is low-class,
and I refuse to stoop to your level and play it dirty.

Though I'm keeping you nameless,
at least I dare admit I don't fancy you.
And I dare say it in your face, if the need arises.

You don't even know what you're doing,
you don't even know how you feel.
All you do is blabber,
and those blabbers aren't what I would call sweet.

And the best part is,
you can live your life like nothing happened.
Hee-hee-hee-ing and haw-haw-haw-ing away,
as if no one would ever come to know of the things you said.

Cut it out man, cut it out.
I'm barfing my ass out already. -rolls eyes-

Between now and then,
until I see you again,
I wish you may be happy.
Because I certainly think you need that, even by a tad bit.

I'm certainly thankful my life isn't yours,
especially right now,
because your life, is nothing but sad.

All the best.
And you can start thinking of that convincing story of yours.
You're speaking to a future law student here,
so it'd better be flawless.

Oh, and for your information,
I'm very much chilled now.
This is definitely not a dance girl thing,
this is a Veron Maybelle Alexis thing.
And no honey, I do not have PMS.
I'm just really disgusted by you. That's all.

So now you know:
just when you think the whole world loves you,
check up the Internet,
cus that's where all the bitchings really are.

Alright, I'm looking forward to settling this once and for all.
It's 7,
I've got homework.
Good day.

I'm not Depressed, neither am I Sucidal. My name's Veron.

2010-01-12T20:32:00.022+08:00

Mood: moody
Music: Replay - Iyaz
Book: -

Hey luvs! :-*

I'm so so so sorry for not posting recently,
and I'm pretty sure most of you probably thought "here we go again... I bet you 10bucks she's gonna lock her blog again. tut tut."
:S

I've been so busy recently,
either with school, or work, or replenishing myself (sleeping. is. sooooo. valid.) :-D
I don't even have the time to get a life. -rolls eyes-

But since today, wheeeeee, I've finished all my work pretty early,
here I am! B-)
(well, actually, I've the upcoming chemistry and biology common test to study for.... but ah, this is Veron, procrastinating as usual. You know her, you love her. :-D)

So anywayyyyy, let's back-track! :-D

On the 3rd of January,
I went to Alex Wang's concert with Zee :-D
Yes, Alex Wang as in, the musical guy :-)
He was pretty good for a Singapore musician, I must say. I'm pretty impressed.
And, I had fun camwhoring. -grins-
Pictures, are all in facebook. :-)

On the 4th of January,
needless to say, I blindly and foolishly went back to school, just like all my previous years of first days. -rolls eyes-
It's like on repeat mode... admin, school rules, target setting, talks, briefings, service, home.
Not to mention dammit boring.
What. The. Heck.

Oh and guess what?
My classroom's now all the way up, up, upppppppppp on the 4th (F.O.U.R.T.H) floor!
Beauty scenery, awesome breeze,
and not to forget,

75 bloody steps.
Damn. It.
!!!

I'm not surprised if my calve and thigh muscles becomes toned by the end of the year.
But you know something?
I hate leg muscles.
Nice. :-@

On the 7th of January,
I visited Nanyang Poly.
And sadly, I'm not impressed.
The only thing that did manage to perk me up was all the lovely cookies and brownies they made for us to try at Food Science. Sweet. ;-)
And the corn starch at the School of Engineering. (super, duper, uber, FUN!!!! B-) Oh, not to mention the oh-so-comforting air-con, the ONLY air-con which seems to be functioning in the whole Polytechnic. =.^)
And the showcase at Forensic Science. (or what I mispronounced as "Forsenic Science", much to Zee's amusement. Pfft. -rolls eyes-)
Other than that, yeah, the facilities were pathetic, starting right from the boring colors of the buildings, both interior and exterior wise. It turns people off, really, or at least me. Seriously, if they had given me a feedback form to fill, I would have suggested for some Neon Pink buildings and perhaps, a bedazzled wall or two.
The school's a killer,
not to mention the countless flights of stairs I had to climb. (!!!!!) Whatever happened to the invention of lifts and escalators???!

On the 8th of January,
I visited Temasek Poly.
Which was, thankfully, a much better experience than the one I had in Nanyang. :-)
I loveee the School of Business, cus of the highly entertaining presenters, and also 'cus they offer Law :-D!!!!!!!
The students were all very much ALIVE, which had a reverse effect on us sometimes. All that overdose of singing and cheering made my head spun. :-S
But hey, they made it up with a lollipop and a bottle of Nescafe I found in my goodie bag. :-D:-D
They really do know how to pacify people like me,
and,
I love that. ;-)

On the 11th of January,
I got back my Chinese O-level results.
With much relief, I got an A2, which is still a distinction even though it isn't an A1.
Considering the fact that I completely screwed up my oral, and my listening, and my paper 2 (which is like what, 75% of my whole Chinese O-level package), I'm really contented with my grade. :-)
No hesistation required - I'm continuing with Higher Chinese for sure. :-)
I mean like, that's the whole point I even took up Higher Chinese in the first place right??
If I were to give up on my opportunity to get over and done with Chinese in high school just cus I got a freaking A2, then I've wasted 3 years or more for nothing. That's pure stupidity.
Like come on, I just need a PASS for Higher Chinese, and I don't have to freaking DO chinese ANYMORE in college! Just. A. PASS.
And besides, it's pretty clear to me that I'd be on my way to JC after I graduate....
So yeah, I'm neither retaking my exam, nor stopping Higher Chinese. That's done it.
Honestly, I think I'm the only clear-headed one in class regarding this matter of to take or not to take... Pfft. :S

So, Veron Maybelle Alexis, break a leg, girl! B-)

Okay, so that's quite a lot about my life.
2 weeks or so, in a glance.
Now, for some chill-outs. :-)
I've came across several ridiculous roller coaster pictures on Oddee,
and it certainly did manage to crack me up on days I needed a breather,
so, I'm gonna share it with you :-D
Just for laughs. Enjoy. ;-)

"WHYYYYYYY????"

Okay, I swear the guy in the middle looks possessed.

Talk about spasm....
these guys, own it.

LOL.
You've gotta be kidding me.

So now you know,
every girl has her unglam moments,
especially on roller coaster rides..
:S

Ah well, guys too...
:D

China.
I swear this is soooo freaking China.
Not trying to be discriminative or anything.
And certainly no pun intended.

HAHAHA,
The guy at the back,
has his nervous system has screwed up or something.

Now this is cute:
ugly, but certainly adorableee:-D

Eww? EWW? EWWWWWWWW????
And what happens AFTER he comes off the ride???:O:S

and last but certainly not least:

Too close for comfort.

I wonder how I would look like if it were my picture that was taken...
Hmmmmmmmm,
doesn't seem appealing.:S

-

Okay, so,
God created man, and woman
Yay. Clap clap, cheer cheer.

Some people believe that humans came about by evolution...
Okay, sure, clap clap, cheer cheer, all the same.

Whichever method was used to create humans,

I certainly hate it
for including and associating period with woman.

To say the least cramps.

I mean like, it's bad enough with period ALONE.
It's bothersome, messy, and pointless.
Yeah yeah, I know, removal of blood and unfertilized egg, yadda yadda yadda....
but honestly,
can't we just do away with it and remove everything via the asshole or something when we peeeeee??????? -rolls eyes- =.=

And to top it off,
noooooo, it doesn't just stop here,
how exciting.
When all that crap starts flowing at once through such a tiny exit,
the pressure builds up,
and damn it effing hurts from the belly-button down, i swear! =.-

I hate it.
No one loves it.
Everyone hates it.
Let's kill it. -pouts-

Today's a fine example.

There I was, desperate to get off my seat, and there Mdm Ee was, yakking away about this law and that law and this ratio and that ratio and the founder of the "this law and that law" and the founder of the "this ratio and that ratio", whatever his name is.
Climbing the (seventy five!) steps, both up and down, was a killer too.

And so I wanna thank God, profusely, for the invention of Panadol Menstrual...

I'm seeing The Light, and all the pretty angels from above singing the Hallelujah chorus.............
Okay, overly dramatic. Let's cut the crap.

Firstly, it's pink. And not just ANY pink, but the SEXIEST shade of pink. EVER.
EFFING. HOT. PINK. B-)

much to Zee's delight...God knows why.

And secondly, also most importantly,
it works wonders.

Ahhhhh, I'm hearing the pretty angels singing the yadda yadda yadda Hallelujah chorus once again, yadda yadda yadda.....
Okay, hush. :3

I swear, when I grow up, I'm gonna invest in Panadol Menstrual,
or better still, find a way to kill cramps altogether :-)

For now,

I'll just buy a lifetime supply of it. :-D

Pink pills ftw! :-D

Okay, okay.
Anyway, before I move on,
I came across this on the net one day, while I was surfing for Britney Spear's lyrics.

Okay, I have absolutely no idea why is the picture so blur.
What a major letdown :(
But anyway, just click on the image and open it :-D

And after you've done so,
you can continue reading like

now. :-D

I have NO idea why I screen shot it...
I just found it super fascinating in a spur of the moment.
Tee hee hee. :-D

Okay, yeah, so I would be going down to the Science Center next Tuesday..
yes yes, for the Body Worlds exhibition.

and honestly,
I am still FREAKING OUT over the fact that this exhibition I'm about to go for,
is an exhibition of REAL HUMAN BODIES.
Ah crap.

I know it's really typical of me,
but seriously man,
it's REAL HUMAN BODIES!!!???

Arghhhh. :(
I swore I had a nightmare the day Ms Koh told us.
Okay, so maybe everyone knew long ago that it's REAL HUMAN BODIES we're about to see.
Everyone but me. :(

And I'm intrigued over the fact that I'm the only one who's disgusted.

Rebecca then enlightened me with words of wisdom,
saying
"Girl ah, we see the bodies as just BODIES of people who are already dead. While you, on the other hand, looooove to imagine a lot, included the PROCESS of which the bodies are PREPARED."

And sad to say, she's pretty right. :S

I just hope it doesn't stink,
and I don't see maggots or blood trickling down the bodies...
I'll flee to the nearest toilet. :S

Or maybe I should just bring lotsa plastic bags for convenience sake.

ARGH.
Am I the only human left on Earth with THAT much of humanity???:S

Pray for me. :(

Alright, moving on.

I came across a couple of interesting facebook stories on the net recently.
And I really mean interesting,
not just mere stupid pillows. to hell with pillows. (p/s, blocking them really DOES work. tee hee hee:-D!)
Check these out!

-The Groom who updated his Facebook at the alter during his wedding-

What is the groom supposed to do after the vows of love and obey? Kiss the bride?
Hmmm, not in a geek's wedding.
Before kissing the bride, Dana Hanna, a Software Developer took his cellphone and updated his relationship status on Facebook and Twitter.
He also handed one over to his new wife to do the same.
I hope you don't do the same at every stage of your honeymoon…

-The husband who dumped his wife by Facebook-

A separation is hard for everyone but finding out your marriage is over on the internet is too much! Emma Brady, a 35-year-old woman was shocked by a message her husband posted on the socialnetworking site: "Neil Brady has ended his marriage to Emma Brady." The woman said she had no idea about it until her best friend in Denmark phoned her to “check if she was all right”.

Her ex husband Neil Brady, who is now living with his mother, stated he had mentioned the separation to his wife. And added 'Id had enough of her'.

We get the picture Neil… but anyways, you could have told it clearly to her face.
What an ASS!

-The boy who set a Facebook poll saying
"If I get 1,000,000 I will get the 150 Pokemon tattooed on my back!"
He had to hide himself after failing to keep his promise-

A young Ecuadorian decided to open a group on Facebook under the name of
¨If I get 1.000.000, I , José Romero, will tattoo the 151 Pokemon on my back ".
But he wouldn't imagine that the challenge would attract thousands of worldwide followers that were willing to support him in his exploit. Such was the euphoria of the people inspired by the boy's promise that after 24 hours, 50,000 people had already joined the group.

The young man might have felt intimidated by the number of followers that kept growing by the second, that decided to suppress his profile so that nobody could find him.
The disappointed users of the group wanted to give him a drubbing for his prank and his absence of word, so decided to open a call to find his whereabouts.
The space has so far, 600.000 followers!

-The bride-to-be who canceled the wedding after spotting her fiancee embracing another woman on Facebook-

A few days before the wedding, a furious fiancée dumped her boyfriend after catching him fondling another girl's boobs on Facebook. The angry woman plastered posters all over Rome, when she saw snaps of her husband-to-be, identified as Antonio M. by the Italian media, embracing another woman on the social networking website.

On the posters, a picture - taken from Antonio's Facebook profile - shows him nestling his head between a girl's naked boobs. This message can be read underneath "Thank goodness there's Facebook! At least I've discovered you're a traitor pig before the wedding! Signed, your former betrothed bride and the 548 guests of our wedding".

- The couple with the, SAME FULL NAME, that got married after meeting through Facebook-

What is so unusual about this couple is not that they met online but that they have exactly the same name! A guy from Texas named Kelly Hildebrandt met this cute gal from Florida also named Kelly Hildebrandt and they are about to get married.

The love-birds met when Kelly, the girl, looked up her own name on Facebook. “I was like, ‘I wonder if there's any other Kelly Hildebrandts on Facebook, so, I searched my own name and he's the only one that came up. And actually, in the picture, he didn't have his shirt on, and I'm like, ‘oh, he's cute!'”. Kelly, the man was also intrigued. “She started off, ‘Hey, I see we have the same name, and I thought it was kinda cool, so I wanted to say hi, I guess' ” he said.

Well, 8 months after that ‘love at Facebook sight', Kelly proposed to Kelly, and here they go…straight to the happy ending!

Okay, so that was really a FEW interesting stories.
The better ones I've handpicked from the whole lot'a junk ; )
Whoever knew Facebook could be so.... exciting huh?? :-D

It's 11.23pm now (hee, cool time),
and I'm getting rather sleepy. :S
My eyelids are like..... pfft.

I can't afford to have afternoon naps now,
and that's damn sad.
Cus I love the feeling of waking up to a cool breeze or two at 9pm at night or so.
I just love it. ;)
Ah well... work work work!

Life's pretty good now,
though it may not have been a few days back.
But, that phase is over, and I've moved on from it. Sorta : )

I'm really, really thankful for all my kick-ass girlfriend and guy-friends.
It's impossible to feel alone, or down, with them around,
and with some even calling every few hours or so to chat. : )
Now aren't you jealous you don't have friends like these? :-D

"Life's like a box of chocolates... you never know what you're gonna get" - Tom Hanks

Some people get themselves into peaceful and secured relationships,
while others get themselves into dramatic and fun ones.
But that's only the initial course of things.
Along the way, we can't really stop change from happening.. because it's all part of this stupid thing called life - it's inevitable.
For the better or for the worst, it can't be programmed either.
All we can do, is hope, and that's what I'm doing now. Hoping. For the best. With fingers crossed. : )

With loads of hugs and kisses,

that's Veron Maybelle Alexis for you! : )
xoxo

Finally, I can feel heaven on earth.

2009-12-31T13:35:00.024+08:00

Mood: "Oh big deal!"
Music: Touched By An Angel - Sezairi Sezali
Book: Biology Textbook (!!!!!!)

First and foremost,
yeah yeah yeah, I get the big whoo-ha,
"it's the last day of 2009??! whoa yipeeee! Hope everyone had a great year! I'm gonna countdown and partaye!! yipeeee doodle doooo! :D:D:D:D:D"

WHATEVER.
If you guys think I give a damn in the slightest,
you're way deluded.

Yeah, so okay, it's the last day of 2009.
And I'm seeing a lot of exclamations and whoa-ing everywhere.
Seriously,
big deal.

I woke up this morning, with normal body parts, some under-grown, some over-grown, and sadly, still with one brain.
You know what?
Today feels like any other normal day to me.
There.
Now people, chill. -rolls eyes-

And besides, the last day of 2009 definitely rings a bell.
No, I wasn't referring to all the countdown parties..
Hmmm, let's see,

how bout trying SCHOOL BELL? =.=

Yes honeys, we're starting school in THREE DAYS TIME.
And knowing my girlfriends, and boy-friends,
we're all on the same boat,
with work still undone.
Now this is what calls for cheer: Yippeeeeeeeee! B-)

Experts says students should not be given homework during the holidays.
Through research, they found out that students who relaxes during the holidays focuses more in class, as compared to students who study a lot. Experts even said studying too much can cause permanent brain damage, and the latter is exposed to a greater risk of such.
Therefore, experts are going to appeal to the Ministry of Education to void the idea of holiday assignments.

Guess what's the best part?
I did not make that up myself! :-D
WHEEEEEEEE!

Ah yes, speaking of school,
I need to source for a better alarm clock.
Apparently 3 of my current one is not enough..... :S
I refuse to oversleep next year. : )

Oooo, I came across some really awesome alarm clocks on Oddee. B-)
Check these out!

The Glo Pillow is a foam pillow that wakes you up gently in the morning by slowly lighting its integrated LEDs. The built in alarm clock triggers 40 minutes before your desired wake time and you wake up in more natural way, compared to the alarm clock beside your bed that “shocks” you every morning.

Funny Comment from reader:
I just can’t wait to get one of this cool glo pillow because I hate waking up every morning by my stupid alarm clock especially when I am dating with the sexy girls in my dream!

LOL.

Every Monday morning when your alarm goes off, don't you have that impulse of throwing it across the room? Good news! This brilliant alarm clock was designed just for that!
It can only be turned off by bouncing it or throwing it. Yeah, this is what we all need!

Stand up to wake up!
The Carpet Alarm Clock force you to physically get up and step on it in order to turn it off.
Of course, since it is technically a clock, it has a LCD screen to indicate the time.

Do you think a nice breakfast is a good reason to wake up early? Then the Wake n' Bacon might be the right one for you. It wakes you up with the tempting aroma of bacon browning in the oven, just like the ones mom makes on Sunday mornings. Just remember to place a frozen strip of bacon inside the night before and the next morning, 10 minutes before the desired waking time, the cooking process will start. Once the alarm goes off, you'll hear the alarm sound and not only you'll wake up but you'll have your breakfast ready

If you need some kind of early angry management exercise, try the ‘Smash' alarm clock. This original device's top surface was specially designed to receive a punch every morning. Actually, that is the only way to turnthe alarm off. Hmmm, very useful... just try to have good aim!

And speaking of having a good aim... Meet this cool design, a Laser Tag alarm clock that won't shut off until you hit the center of the target with a laser beam from a hand-held remote pointer.

Are you such a sleepyhead that you need something really effective to wake you up? Then, meet the Blowfly alarm clock, a concept that will force you to rise in on time. When this clock hits the appointed time, the siren begins to wail and the plastic propeller goes up, up and away. So, the the only way to stop the annoying alarm is to jump out of the bed, catch flying object, and place it back into the clock!

“If you snooze you lose”, this famous phrase must have inspired the ingenious designers of this original alarm clock. The SnūzNLūz(TM) connects via WiFi to your online bank account, donating to an organization certain amount of your real money per snooze incident!

This one not only wakes you up but it makes you save up some money.
Yes, the Banclock won't stop ringing until you give it a coin!

Do you like action? Well, with the Japanese "DANGERBOMB" clock, you'll feel like James Bond since you wake up. The annoying sound of this alarm will only stop if you connect the blue, red and yellow wires in the correct order. If you fail your mission, get ready to a fake
-and even more annoying- audible explosion.

If these don't work,
I don't know what else will! :O
And I can name a few people right off my fingertips who could really use such alarm clocks too. ;-)

See, I know of girlfriends who won't wake up, even after 50 over missed calls from me,
and I know of boyfriend(s) who won't wake up, even with 3 walkie talkies screeching into his ears.
Now, comparing them to me, who WOULD wake up after only 20 missed calls, and who WOULD wake up too after my Mom decides to tickle me,

who needs the alarm clock more? ;-)

I've finally completed the bulk of my school work package yesterday,
which is Chemistry (tys). : )
I feel soooooo accomplished. -grins- :D
Now I'm just gonna chill a lil, and get back to work.

Some days back,
while I was studying,
I decided I wanted something to munch on to un-bore myself.
And so I opened the cabinet door to reveal
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hold your breath people

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Soft-shell crab flavored Pringles.
=.^

Okay, so initially,
what ran through my mind was:
"wtf? you've gotta be kidding me. this thing's gotta taste gross."

Bu after I took a bite of it,

what ran through my mind was:

"w.t.f. they're NOT kidding me. this thing DOES taste gross. "

=.=

And for the record,
I regretted even trying it,
cus my tummy felt sick the next morning.

But Mom totally made up for the whole morning by getting new bedsheets for me :D:-*
and it's super cute. Me like it!

and yeah my dear readers, you caught a tiny lil glimpse of my dear spongebob bolster. ;-):-*
isn't it adorable? :-D

I've finally gotten hold of the pictures from PSL camp! :-D:-D
A picture speaks a thousand words,
and i've three!
Long story cut short, here they are:

Though I have absolutely no idea what's with Kai Zong's pose in the first picture,
nor what the heck Yong Sheng's doing behind my back in the second,
but one thing I DO know,
is that camp would have been a complete bore if not for them, :-)
And some other amazing people, of which I'm sure you know who you are ;-)
Hugs and kisses to you guys!♥

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Hmmm, well,
I won't deny that I was very disappointed with the results....
Oh, in case you haven't figured it out, I was referring to Singapore Idol.

I was counting on

THIS GIRL,
to win.

But,

THIS GUY,
won.

When I make such a statement,
I positively certain that most of you would presume I'm just being a feminist once again,
and that it's a "Woman VS Man" issue to me.
But no, this is more than just a "Woman VS Man" issue,
it's really about "Talented VS Average".

And unlike half of you guys out there,
who are stomping away furiously over the same issue,
being total hypocrites in my own opinion,
I DID vote.

Therefore I believe I'm in the position to comment.
After all, I didn't pay five measly bucks for nothing.

As for you guys who DIDN'T vote,
quit fussing.
If you'd genuinely wanted Sylvia to win,
you WOULD have voted.

If every Sylvia-lover out there were to think alike,
she just MIGHT have won.

So yeah,
zip it.
-rolls eyes-

Like I said, I was pretty upset at first, and tweeted on Twitter.
And I realized I wasn't alone... everyone was pretty pissed too.
Someone even tweeted that Singapore Idol's gonna lose Market Value after this season.

But after I cooled down (and after a good night's rest, of course),
I figured perhaps it wasn't as disastrous as it seemed.

After youtube-hopping and blog-hopping and chancing upon facebook groups,
I kinda empathize Sezari.
I mean like, how would YOU feel if you were in his position:
Being crowned as Singapore Idol 2009,
but not being given recognition,
and constantly reading remarks like "even my 15 year old brother can sing better than him" or even non-threatening ones like "sylvia should have won!"

Come on,
he's a musician,
he has talents, just as much as Sylvia, only in a different way.
Like what Ken said,

It's a matter of perspective.

It was a good battle.
Everyone's been saying "this is the female-idol year",
even the judges themselves.
But hey, despite all these comments, Sezari didn't quit, and that's a really commendable spirit, don't you think? : )

And besides, his performance wasn't half that bad either.
I especially liked Touched By An Angel, (yes the song written by Ken himself)
and if playing the song on repeat mode in Windows Media Player doesn't prove it,
I don't know what does.

All in all,
Sezari won.
Like it or not, it's a fact.
Just deal with it.
Like I did. : )

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Next up,
the hottest topic in Facebook!
:)

Effing. PILLOWS.

=.=

See, I don't really mind if it's an application that's popular, or up and about....

But the thing is,
it's messing with my profile/wall,
and that's a huge no-no.

The first time my profile/wall got spammed with it,
I thought my computer got attacked by viruses.
And so yes, I stupidly went to scan my computer with Norton Antivirus,
and voila!

Nothing.

And then it dawned unto me that it was just one of the many facebook notifications.
So I ignored.

and ignored.

and ignored.

and ignored.

and ignored.

and ignored.

TILL I COULDN'T IGNORE ANY LONGER.

And yes, I know that swearing proves to the world that you don't have the intelligence and vocabulary to express yourself properly...

But still, I have one word for the application:

_|_
SCREW YOU.

Okay, so maybe that was two words.
But I'm trying my best not to use that single F-word.

For those of you who looooooves the application (what fools!), you may be thinking:
"if you don't like it, just AXE it. what's the big fuss? stupid bimbo"

well in case you haven't figured it out yourself,
'AXING' it DOESN'T mean you've stopped it from coming back.
So you're trying to prove to me and that you've the brains to work out such an easy solution for such an easy problem,

but whether that brain of yours is functioning properly or not,
is another story.

And for the record,
I'm NOT impressed.

What's so fun about these pillow fights anyway hmmm?
Oh, like what,
"hee hee hee hee hee hee hee! i smacked you with a memory pillow! hee hee hee, maybe that'll jolt your memory..... hee hee hee hee hee hee hee!"

=.=

FYI, it's a VIRTUAL pillow.
And FYI again, maybe yeah, smacking my head with a pillow would improve my failing memory, but READING about a pillow smaking my head does not.

The only thing it does is make my blood boil.
And if THAT has any relations to the improvement my brain,
then I'm ashamed to say, I didn't know, and I've failed as a Biology student.
(sense the irony)

And the thing about pillow fights is that both parties have to be in possession of a pillow.
So yeah, maybe you're trying to tempt me into pressing 'Fight Back!' and join you and your party of stupid deluded friends,
but once again, FYI,

I'M NOT INTERESTED.

I pity you for the lack of comprehension skills.
My dears, silence doesn't necessarily mean consent all the time,
sometimes, it may mean:

GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALONE YOU BITCH.

Thankfully,
I've found a way to block the application.
And up till now, I've yet to receive a single notification from those effing pillows. -grins-
So yeah, maybe blocking the application DOES work.

But let's just say I receive ANOTHER moronic notification from those effing pillows,

-shrugs- ah well, I'll just click the "Report Application As Offensive" button.
And if enough people does the same,
HOPEFULLY -crosses fingers- Facebook will do all of us the favor by closing the application down for good. That day, will be the most joyous day of my life, I swear.

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Anyway, back to my life. -clap clap- "yayyyy" :)

(p/s, pictures used may be on facebook already)

I've been enjoying myself quite a lot these few days.

I've watched Avatar..

...and hell it's damn good!♥

If you think otherwise,

go suck balls and produce a better movie.

Oh and just for laughs,
I was soooooo in love with the movie,
that I did this to Zee....

With body powder of course :-D
And he seems enjoy the powder graffiti a lot... :-D

Moving on!

I went prawning..

with Zee, of course :-D♥

And, I cannot resist the urge to comment on his lazy prawning posture.
Check these out:

With such a guy holding on to the rod,
of course the poor prawns freaked out..

and he didn't catch anything.
YET. ;-)

We cooked our prawns. : )
Well, HE cooked it, while I shelled it.
And swear, those prawns we caught are tough guys!
Not your ordinary minute domestic prawns.... geez :S

and it wasn't until we've nearly finished the dish,
that we remembered:

HEY! PICTURE!
: D
So yeah, that explains...... :S

Oh oh, and have I shared about my Christmas this year?
I turned the boring ol' brown Mr Bean, into some wacky cool dude Bean! B-)

No, no, not the guy, the guy's still the same ol' Mr Yang. : D

Say hello to wacky cool dude Bean! B-)
Check out his Zebra print pants..... love it!B-)♥

Oh, and I made candles from candles.... it's a first! : )

With credits to my source of wind and light:

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:-*♥

Ah, well,
life's good, life's good. B-)

With loads of hugs and kisses,

that's Veron Maybelle Alexis for you ♥
till next time!

'tis the season to be jolly, falalalala lalalala

2009-12-25T00:24:00.021+08:00

Mood:
Music: Come On Get Higher - Matt Nathanson
Book: -

My phone is currently vibrating like nuts from all the incoming messages.
I can't be bothered to try and send any out.....

Yes yes yes, Merry Xmas and a Happy New Year to all of you too.
Hugs and kisses, muack muack muack. :-*

Now could we get on with life?:O

Recently, I've been busy with work, and PSL camp...

Let's start of with work, shall we?:)

Job number 1:

Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm,
if you guys have been following me on Twitter,
you would have known I've been tagging New Year cards for the past few days.

And yes bitches,
while you're slogging away at some faraway land, earning moolah per HOUR,
here I am,
having fun at home (yes, they send the cards to me, and I work in the comforts of my own home), getting paid per CARD.
B-)
SUCK ON THAT!♥♥♥♥

Currently I've tagged about 7000 cards (plus minus) in all,
which is pretty amazing,
like wow, how efficient of me,
completing my job wayyyyyyyyyy before the deadline.
But anyway, I'm left with about, another 2000 to go?
Easy peasy,
this is Veron Maybelle Alexis you're talking to yoh! ;-)

Moving on to job number 2:
(no peekture)
Wallet Linc sales assistant. :)

I'm working on and off at the branch at Ang Mo Kio,
and I think I'll be working on till June next year. :S
I know, it's a crazy idea, what's with O-levels round the corner.
But, I believe I'll be fine luh:)

So, do make my life easier,
bring lotsa moolahs,
and pop in on Saturdays! ;-)
-xoxo-

But anywhoos,
life as a sales assistant's gotta be the most boring thing ever. Honestly.
When there's sales, yeah okay, I'm up and about in a moment.
And I like rushing about the store, entertaining customers and finding new stocks from the drawers.... the feeling's professional.
You know, pro-fessional. Me. :D

And like,
yeah, with my personality, it isn't really a problem clinging on to customers and persuading them that they need to WANT, or want to NEED a new wallet or bag, even though most of the time that ain't the case, but, whatever.
It has its own fun-package,
but, the feeling of people walking out on you isn't really nice.
Sometimes I wonder if it's the shop, the wallet, or just ME.
People tend to give the "WHOA! SHOP ASSISTANT ALERT! STAND BACK!!!!!!" reaction whenever I approach them.
(speaking of which, how ironic huh, the beyotch's actually entertaining people with much initiation. clap clap -snorts-)

Like hellooooooooo,
do I stink????
Rhetorical question.
For the record, NO I DO NOT STINK. I repeat, NUH-UH!

And I really hate it when people walk in and out in a hurry.

Like, HELLOOO, WHAT'S THE HURRY DAMMIT?!

What an insult to all the oh-so-beautiful wallets over there.
Thank goodness I'm just the sales assistant (as if it isn't bad enough) and not the wallets.
I think I'll just burst out crying..
Oh what a sight.
Can you imagine a freaking wallet crying????

All in all,
if you think it's easy money,
think again.
Job number 2 wears me out both physically AND mentally.
And that's double the suckiness, mind you.

There are many job opportunities being thrust in my way, (thrust...drama mama... pfft)
like Alicia asked if I wanted to join this modelling agency thingo
and
Shirley asked if I wanted to be a telephone operator (SERIOUSLY! I'm pretty interested in this..)

but I think juggling about 2 jobs is more than enough for a girl like me. :)

On the contrary to popular beliefs,
I do not work for the money.
And I hate it when people say I'm money-driven, because that isn't the case.
It's like you THINK you know me, when you DON'T actually, and then you make me up to be something you THINK I am. That's just childish. -rolls eyes-

I don't need the money.
Literally, I work to kill time.
Not that I have a lot of time to kill, as what Zee loves to say.
And sometimes, though I hate to admit it, he's pretty right.
Like right now at this point of time,
I've not completed all my sciences' ten-year-series.........
which is a lot.

Hey you know something?
ID-EAAAAAA comin' up~
I can hire people to do my homework! :O:O:O:D
Now, now,
what a fabulous idea. ;-)

As for PSL camp,
my twitter says it all.
I will consider elaborating when I get my group peekture :)
You know, I need a source of inspiration before I can pour my heartfelt words out okay.
I am NOT poetically pathetic.

One important thing I've learned:

First impression,

SUCKS.

It's the most inaccurate judgment ever, trust me.

And thank goodness for that,
because my group mates turned out to be the most psychotic bunch of people, ever.
Me, LIKEEEEEEE!:D♥♥

Lesson number two:
do NOT stereotype people.
So okay, I'm taking 2 Hope next year.
Do NOT laugh.

People are like "whoa, good luck to you man" and giving pitiful looks...
genuine, or sarsasm,
I would like to reinforce my point that I am Veron Maybelle Alexis,
if anyone's gonna WORK that class, it's me.
-inhale, exhale-

I'll be fine.

That may have been a statement of self-denial, or reassurance on my part,
but neither will I die.
That's Veron Maybelle Alexis for you. ;-)
(damn I love my name!:D)

Wow, wow, wow, check these out (!!!!)
Clearly, Christmas trees made from leaves are overrated:

I bet my dad would loooooove to help me empty the bottles.

Giant Swarovski Christmas Tree,
designed to promote world's most famous crystal brand's products.
AHHHHH, omggggggg,
spells glam-o-roussssssss!!!8)
me likeeeeee~

This Christmas Potato tree was made with 98 kgs (216 lbs) of potatoes
and it was created by some students in Lima, Peru.
Now this is what I call CHEAP.
=.=
What next, carrots????

This upside-down Christmas tree was originally designed for specialty stores.
The aim was to display ornaments saving up as much floor space as possible.
The best part? That you have more room for presents underneath!

One last one........
this one's super mouth-watering (well, partly cus I'm starving right now...)
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Made in Japan, duh.

Hahahahaha, so yeah okay,
I'm guilty of browsing through Oddee again,
my all-time favorite website :S:D

So anyway, the point is, I came across this short article,
the couple separated for the longest time......
and by long, I meant 60 years (!!!!!)
yes, SIXTY.
Damn, that's eternity! :S
Read on!

Sixty years ago, Boris and Anna Kozlov were married for only three days before he had to ship out with his Red Army unit. When he returned, Anna and her family were gone – exiled to Siberia by Stalin's purges. Then one day, on a chance encounter, they found each other again!

“I thought my eyes were playing games on me,” Anna said. “I saw this familiar looking man approaching me, his eyes gazing at me. My heart jumped. I knew it was him. I was crying with joy.” 80 years-old Boris had returned to visit his parents' grave. As he stepped out of the car, he looked up to see Anna standing by her old house, where they had lived for the few days after the wedding. “I ran up to her and said: ‘My darling, I've been waiting for you for so long. My wife, my life…'”

I think it's a very beautiful love story.

People nowadays are given the idea that it turns the other party on when they play hard to get.
-pfft-
now that's a lot of b.u.l.l.s.h.i.t. mentality up their brain.
What's with playing hard to get anyway????
Time is short. You like him, he likes you. Full stop.

Girls think it's sexy,
and it'll make the guys treasure them more when they finally succumb.

So you think you're oh-so-smart?
Knock knock, hellooo,
you might not even get the guy by the end of the day.

And as much as it annoys the guys out there,
I believe it annoys the hell out of all the single ladies out there too.
Like, hello, they are facing more than enough competition with all the other singletinis.
There they are, desperately hoping for someone to love and to be loved,
and here you are playing about WITH love.
It's insulting.
So quit playin', and just SETTLE DOWN, damn it.

"I have an important theory about love. My theory is that if you fall in love with the right guy, and this guy is everything you're looking for (and the list is short and simple: does he love me? does he make me feel fabulous?), you both should have the decency to live happily ever after." - This Book Is Not Fat, It's Fabulous.

And to all my single babes out there (hint hint),
this one's for you:

Its always the same. You find someone, think they’re the one, then they end up ripping your heart out. But this one? This is different. The real ‘one’ is easy to pick out. See the kid that has always been there for you? The ‘guy friend’ that you never thought you would date? Open your eyes. That’s the one.

Alright, two more odd couples for you ;-)
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No offense,
weeeee-ird......
:S

Ah, this is damn cute...
the joy of twins.

Have I ever mentioned I wished I were a twin?
Imagine that,
TWO OF ME.
The world's gonna be such a wonderful place to live in. ;-)

Speaking of couples,
I came across weird wedding invitation cards on Oddee too. :O:S:D
Forget elegant and style,
this is informal and crazy!
me LIKEEEEEE!:D♥♥♥
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This super cool and wacky wedding invitation was created by Trevor Navarra for his own wedding. Awesome!

Take a peek at their RSVP card too..... love it! :3

This even has its own FAQ (Frequently Asked Questions) section.

A clever keyboard-inspired wedding invitation. IT consultant, anyone?

This unique design is something really out of the box: a sweet wedding invitation.
What better way to express your love than chocolate?
Mmmmmmm...:3

If you are an 80's Atari games fan, this is the right one for you!
Created by Illustrator and comic artist Carla Berrocal, t
his cool 8-Bit Wedding Invitation was specially designed for her clients.

and last but definitely not least,
my personal favorite,
the grandmama story wedding invitation.......
*CAUTION*
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the bombxzxzxzxzxz right? :O:D

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Alright, so it's now 2.48am of Xmas Day B-)
Howwwwww excitinggggggggggggggggggggggggg (not).

I'm so so so bored,
and when I'm bored,
I post unglam pictures of people. -hiak hiak hiak-

I have lotsa unglam pictures of my friends and of course, Zee.
:D

But, ah, I shall refrain from doing something foolish.
Lest I get nagged at sometime soon. :)

HECK!!

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!:D♥

It's 2.53am right now, either way, I'm gonna die.
Might as well have sweet, sweet revenge. :D
Okay, so maybe this ain't really revenge, cus he hasn't really done anything to me yet.
But still, I adoreeeeeeeeeeeee silly people,
this silly boy in particular. :D♥

He hates it when I call him cute, or adorable.
Which is probably why I call him that pretty often. ;)
Till this point of time, I still don't get what's so embarrassing about being labeled 'CUTE'.
It's an adjective.
AND a positive one too.

Someone, anyone, enlighten moiiiiiiiiii. :O:)

Ah well.
Sometimes, we push each other right to the edge,
and at times like those, letting go seems to be.... the best of the worst.
He looks backwards, while I look forward.
And in looking forward, I stop where I am.
I think about how silly this would all be when I look back in future, about how regretful I would be, and of what could have been.
We both know we've passed many hurdles, and that there are more to come ahead.
But it's a revolution, and I believe that a time will come when there wouldn't be anymore hurdles in our way. :)

So, girl, you can let go, but only when you've stopped lovin' him.
And too bad, you've not. ;)♥

"You can walk away and say we don't need this, but there's something in your eyes that says we can beat this" - Taylor Swift, Change

3.22am now.
I'm gonna whip up something to eat,
and then head to bed. :)

With utmost sincerity this time,
Merry Christmas, my dears :)

Where the heck is Santa???? -pouts-

With all my love,
Veron Maybelle Alexis ♥
-xoxo

Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P Diddy

2009-12-17T03:02:00.013+08:00

Mood: Adventurous
Music: Money Honey - Lady Gaga
Book: -

Hug hug, kiss kiss, heeeello heeeeeeeello! :D♥

It has been eras since my blog's been up and about.
I kinda missed the pinkness and bimbotic-ness of it all,
so, here I am baby! ;)

I'm really amazed at my own ability to adapt to Blogger so quickly.
It's marvelous how I still know how to change a skin, and log in and stuff.
I know everyone ELSE is, or already has switched to other sites like Xanga and Livejournal..
But hey, someone's gotta continue using Blogger right? ;)
And besides, switching to fanciful crap sites is OVERRATED. HAH! :D
Knowing ME, Veron Maybelle Alexis (♥♥♥!), am I likely to do overrated stuff? -stares-

And,
I mean like, it's still blogging, isn't it?
Still words, and pictures, and trash, and rants.
Doesn't really matter where, or how. :)
(Gosh, Blogger's gotta love me for this =.-)

This time round, I doubt I'd be doing my posts based on topics.
Don't get what a mean?
Refer to the bottom, then refer back here again. ;)
I've..... well..... kinda lost touch of it already. Boooooo-mooooo :(

But hey! Randomness is still in me so it'll still be portrayed in my posts ;)
This time, it's personal. Literally. :)
Ah, well, so much for me not doing overrated stuff huh! :(

I've "copy and paste" -ed everything,
which explains my lonnnnggggggg yet very familiar profile ;)
I was even tempted to reuse my old blogskin,
you know, the pink one.....?
But the picture and everything's screwed, :S
Like, REALLY screwed.

And speaking of blogskins,

don't come "what's up"-ing me regarding my blogskin.
I think it's sexy. And I loooove it:D♥
so,
as the old, old saying goes:

DEAL WITH IT, BEYOTCHHHHHH! :D

I was contemplating THIS skin,
but then I figured I would have a hell lot of explaining to do....
and I really mean a hell lot,
like, "what's with all that kawaii-nehhhhh shit??!"
=.=
Which, I cannot be bothered to do so.
So yeah, 'Sexy' VS 'Cute',
'Sexy'.♥ -broad grin-

Oh, and in case you're wondering,
yes, that's Avril.
Or so the designer claims... :O:S
Not really a "AVRILLLLLLL I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUU AHHHHHHHH!!!!" kind of fan of hers, but still,
yeah, she's cool :)

So, it's now 3.31am.

So far, apart from re-opening my blog,
I've created a Twitter account. :)

Check out my profile:

sooooooo preeeeeetty right???? -grins-
Now don't you love all those dots??? B-)
Retro! Me likeeeee ♥

And so when I got to the "Invite Your Friends" section,
I was genuinely dumbfounded over that fact that NONE of you in my address book had a Twitter account.
-pfft-
Guess it's not a Singapore-thing at the moment.
But ah, we'll wait and see......:)

It's just like how not long ago, everyone was ooooo-ing and aaaaaaah-ing over Friendster. -snorts-
Oh, I'm sorry, have you forgotten what Friendster is?
Hang on a second....

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Does

THIS,
ring a bell?

Geez.
I would not be surprised if all the typical Ahlians and Ahbeng wannabes are still using Friendster, pathetically spamming away on "Testimonials" and wasting their time accepting...no, Friendster calls it approving.... yeah, approving "Friend Requests".

Oh, and who could ever forget the 2 stupid unspoken friendster-ritual of

A) "viiew ndd runn .?? viiew must wriite testiexx wOrhhx xzxz"

and

B) "h3llOx , thnkks fOr add . intrO plzz .??"

Oh, my eyes.

Heah, those were the days.

Where was I?
Ah, yes, Twitter.
I'll wait and see how long it would take for Twitter, to becoming the next Singapore thing.
Right now, I can't tweet via my phone. Yet.
It's "currently unavailable in some regions" (apparently, Singapore's 'some region'), and right above this, they wrote that "tweeting is much more fun when you're using your phone!"
..............
Excuse me?
You're denying me of fun?
That's very sad.
Boo.

But ah well, in the meantime,
I'm finding joy in following the celebrities' tweets. ;)

My nose's getting very annoying recently.
It's.....sneezy, yet..... not sneezy.
Contradicting?
Dude, it simply means, I feel like sneezing constantly, but I don't actually sneeze constantly.
And trust me, that's WORST than sneezing constantly,
because when you do sneeze constantly,
the feeling's "ahhhhh, niceeeee, got over and done with it".
But when you merely FEEL like sneezing constantly,
the feeling's............. not here, not there, ah crap. Yes, crap. :(

Trust me, it's making me rather grumpy.
You don't wanna see me in a grumpy state.
-growls-

Many things have happened between then and now.
By then, I'm referring to the last time I posted,
and by now, I'm referring to.....
well....
my current state :)

I've lost some things,
I've gained some things.

I've lost my brains. :(
Not literally, duh.
I'm not really behaving like a particular pink starfish at the moment,
though I love to mimic him at times...

but, I've really lost the 'smart' side of it.
My studies are like poop - very, very stinky. grr.

I've got a new phone though. :D:D♥

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presenting

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Sony Ericsson's

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F100i, Jalou!♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥:D

Yes, it's the controversial phone. :S :D
But, bottom line is:
I'm lovin' it (:
so,
it would be wise to

ZIP IT
if you think otherwise. :D

It's not as small as it seems.
Well, maybe a lil teeny weeny minute at first sight.
But after a long moment of fondling and cuddling, it' feels pretty average :)

It can get a little annoying sometimes,
cus of it's glossiness,
it's not very, what I would call, fingerprint-proof. :S
Now, THAT annoys me a lot.
Every 5 minutes, I've gotta wipe all that dirt away from the screen and buttons. -grr-

It's picture quality's not very presentable..
I think it's worst than all my previous phones.
So yeah, that explains why I don't really use my phone camera much.

It's not exactly my favorite color...
I'm not a huge fan of purple...in case you haven't realize.
Not because it's a gay-color or anything,
I'm not color-cist.
I think purple's a pretty pretty color..
but it isn't MY color.

When someone says a certain color isn't his/her color,
they simply mean they looks crappy in that particular color.

Like, can you imagine Angelina Jolie in NEON PINK????
or
Robert Pattinson in SUNNY YELLOW???

Yeap, you get the point.

(oh, for the record, my color's pink or red :D)

So yeah, purple isn't exactly my color. :s

But, I love the look of the phone, despite. ♥
Loooove the diamond-buttons♥♥
I was intrigued on first sight.:D

Moving on,

I'm involved in a lot of dancing recently.:)
D'Elementz's the crew's name.....
sounds corny, but hey, don't underestimate the girls!
We're pretty wacky ;)♥

and yes people, if some Sundays ago, you HAPPENED to watch the SPD Charity Show on Channel U and THOUGHT you saw me on teevee,

don't think,

that WAS me. :D

and, hahahahahahahaha, wanna hear the best part???
I've got pictures with Elvin Ng and Nathaniel Ho!!!!!! :O:O:O:D:D:D♥♥♥♥♥♥

♥♥♥♥♥♥!!
Now now, girls, be tame! B-)

I don't really adore the picture I took with Nathaniel,
thanks to Alicia's awesome camera skills....ahem....:O:P
So, no, I'm not gonna post.

And sadly, Dai Young Tian was over at AMK.
Danggggggggggggggggggg =.-
Or a picture with him would have been nice. :S:)

You know what's the ironic thing about this Charity show?

We get paid.

-snorts-

so much for CHARITY. -rolls eyes-

Alright, back.

Last but not least,
I've got myself a guy. :)♥
Not just any guy.
But a pretty amazing one. Literally.
(I'm rather astonished over my love for the word AMAZING myself. I know I've been using it a lot. And I mean A LOT.)

Often, people look at us and say we're very alike.
I couldn't agree more.

Which is probably why I CAN stand him, at times when clearly, no one else can. :)♥
Vice versa.

Sometimes, we're pretty sane...

Other times, we're pretty... well, moronic...

Sometimes he's the bitch, sometimes (most of the times) I'm the bitch,
we both really aren't perfect (and no one is),
but hey,

“Love isn't finding a perfect person. It's seeing an imperfect person perfectly.” - Sam Keen

I still adore him as much, if not
more:)♥

Alright, that's enough crap for one morning! :D
You know, film producers have "the making of the movie" kind of thing?
Well then, this is my "the remaking of the blog" kind of thing. :D

Opps, it's 5.10!
Hushhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, don't tell a soul. ;)

Three cheers for me blog!♥
With loads of hugs and kisses,
that's Veron Maybelle Alexis for you ♥

(for the record, V.M.A. does NOT stand for Video Music Award)

Clear liquor and cloudy eyes, too early to say goodnight.

2009-04-06T18:45:00.017+08:00

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! : D
I 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

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)

Oh hey! Since I'm under the topic of sleeping, check this out too:

Weird sleeping postures....... : D

(Photo Credits: Avi Abrams)

(Photo Credits: Nathan Nobis)

(Photo Credits: Jeff Tsai)

(Photo Credits: Funny Potato)

(Photo Credits: I Am Bored)

(Photo Credits: Adhangar)

(Photo Credits: Sleeping Chinese)

(Photo Credits: xNet Ba)

(Photo Credits: Sleeping Chinese)

(Photo Credits: Kirainet)

(Picture Credits: Sleeping Chinese)

(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- ;-)
♥