Tuesday, 29 January 2008


Kevin told me a story today about his role model:

A boy lost his father when he was very young,
his mother was uneducated, thus the family poor.
The boy had to stop school.
He took up odd jobs, one of those being a cleaner.
He went into the army and saved up whatever money he could.
After which, he managed to get a job at a printing company,
in the meantime taught himself Multimedia/Graphic design.
Not long after, he attained the position of Junior Designer.
He got married.
The pay was low and life was not easy.

His wife left him for another man.

This would change his life forever.
He worked really hard, worked on his health.
Soon enough, he was a Creative Director, perfectly fit and good-looking,
drove a sports car, lived in a beautiful apartment and had a Korean girlfriend.
By the age of 35, he had everything most people would never achieve in a lifetime.

The most admirable... is that he started with absolutely nothing.

Unfortunately,he was diagnosed with a fatal disease.
He cut off all connections to the outside world, only having his girlfriend
who refused to leave his side, no matter how he tried to push her away.
He wanted people to always remember him as the guy who started from nothing
and gained everything.

A modern time hero.

Beauty in motion

Costing around 40,000USD. This Patek Phillippe beauty has captured my eye.... It's so beautiful...

One day I'm gonna get me one of these... One day.

Watch the video to see why.

Thursday, 24 January 2008

Oh sMac

Mama's got her new toy. 

Happy happy happy!

My new obsession: Going blind by spending too much time on the mac.


Tuesday, 22 January 2008

Rest in Peace

I feel really really sad. When Ray told me that Heath Ledger had passed, I felt really awful... Like... I don't know... as if he was a friend. I admire great actors and especially those who are hot and straight.

Heath Ledger, you will be terribly missed.

I think I'd be really sad watching Batman: Dark Knight.

Sunday, 20 January 2008

Deer One

I've often been told not to be so soft-hearted, not to let people bully me. Then I saw this article about a jewellry designer who loved doing deer inspired designs. She said this about deers... "Deer have always intrigued me because of their ability to survive in the harsh wilderness while remaining gentle and innocent." Maybe I'm a deer? I know... deers are cute, skinny and very fast runners... really NOT me... but I'm talking about the personality.

Hope I will be able to survive the harsh wilderness...

Thursday, 17 January 2008

Walk in Her Shoes

As you have noticed, I have deleted all my blog entries.
Semi-new entry for a semi-new start...

What do you do when your heart is cringing in absolute pain, and you want to scream but ... there isn't exactly a beach or anywhere... with alot of space to do that at...????

You buy a f*cking expensive See by Chloe top you've been eyeing for months and is on sale.

Buy a new pair of black French Soles ballet flats to replace the ones that you're mum threw away after your whole family comments that you're a hobo cause the shoe has a hole. (I had sentimental attachment to that pair of shoes, I'm totally distressed by its death.... hmm then again...okay maybe not.=D)

You buy season 7 & 8 of Will & Grace. Watch episodes of the empowering Cashmere Mafia, Inspirational Project Runway Canada and occasionally totally no-brainers like Family Guy. Ooooo... I do suggest investing in the DVD collection of the 1st season of Secret Diary of  A Call Girl : Belle Du Jour for all you horny people out there. Trust me... it's porn for the pretentiously shy!

And then ... You make expensive phone calls to your good friends back home, and make your mum call you like everyday...  just to hear her semi-harsh words of wisdom and comfort. You make Easter holiday plans... like going snowboarding with the housemates in France and  going touring around Italy with your mum.

Oh most importantly, you lose 2 kg in 1/2 the week's wake of your "sudden death". It's amazing when your heart is low on fuel, but your stomach becomes f*cking full of gas... You're so bloated, you already full before dinner time!! That does explain the excessive farting... thank gawd over the years, I've learnt the art of methane combustion control. Always under the covers ladies and gents, not in public... No one needs to hear your ass cough! ;P

I'm in anticipation for when my dad comes over to London with my new iMac!!!! Muahaha... Hey! I'm paying for it... with my salary... Nothing is free... At least anything that is seemingly responsible.

For all of those who expected me to write a miserable boohoo blog about how sad my life is, expecting me to cry, turn into an alcoholic, party excessively, and become a useless ass, sorry to disappoint you, I don't do that. 

That wouldn't be very ELITIST of me. =D

Later people... hugs & rainy day kisses.