samy's curry

very yummy, very yummy

samy's at dempsey was good. actually it was kinda fantastic. just because i was with people that truly mattered to me.

Though it started off rather pissy, i must say the night ended awesome. there was talking, fantastic food, laughing and just being with each other.

it was so long since we just be-ed with each other.

unfortunately, no one brought a cam so here's a few snaps i took with my knnbccb samsung.



merlynn looks pregnant and very hungry. she went through like six baskets of papadums.

fish head, good. chicken tika, good. masala chicken, good. everything good.



but thanks to this boy, it was free. GOOD.


so long farewell, i'm off to say goodbye.
europe, i comes.

haha.

i love my friends.

do you want to be on top?

i like america's next top model alot.
i watch it every night at 1am despite having work at 9am.

and i realised a pattern.
i like manly, lesbiany models.
those non-female, non-male type.
i can be lesbian but straight type.

my all time favourite, kim from cycle 4



megan. like a lesbian pixie.



a.j from cycle 7. omg she is so 'shane' from the L word.

i tell you ah, according to FHM, if something happens more than 3 times, it's a trend.



this is trend, folks.

giving up on the innocence you left behind

Some dreams were meant to be declined
red hot chilli peppers, tell me baby


only real woman have babies


i hope your sperm is swimming in the wrong direction, fucker.

crazy

crazy for you baby
- aerosmith, crazy

the past few days have been... very hectic.

from the new baby to work to rejections, i've been so tied up to do anything i really want to do.

last night, i spent the night at Zouk for the CK in2u fragrance launch. I was standing there, being all pampered because we were guest, my boss said

get use to this, you'll go for these events so many times, it gets boring."

it got me thinking. if i worked then, this would be it. industry parties, invites and all the hectic lifestyle.

but then, no more things i like to do too. no more suntanning, no more late night wednesday clubbing, no more suppers on weekdays, no more sit under the void deck chatting till 3am.

since i got officially got rejected from NUS, i decided to just work. work for a while, work for my life, i haven't decided.

i guess the incentive of money at the end of the month is very tempting. the power to shop and live on my own. do my own bidding. quite a grown up thing to do.



oh god help me, i think i'm growing up.

i don't believe in many things

but you, i do
simply red - for your babies.

everybody, meet the newest addition to my family, my nephew:


jonah.

i'm a happy aunty.

no hero in her sky

a few weeks back, kenneth brought by a dvd that 'he was sure everyone is going to love'.
this show is called closer.
starring jude law, natalie portman and clive OOOOOOOMYGODwen. (that's owen if you didn't get it)

it was by far, the most depressing movie i have ever watch. ever.
it surrounds cheating, infidelity, lying and fucking.
all about sex, lies and more sex.
after watching it, me, russ kenneth and char just sat in bed and talked about our relationships.
all our desires and our depressed moments flowed out.

ugh, kenneth NOT ALLOWED TO CHOSE MOVIE.

but
me and kenneth had some fun with one scene.

this scene, is actually suppose to be a sad poignant scene where jude law sees someone get knock down by a car whilst walking along a busy road.

we changed it to jude law having sex with _______
(feel free to slot in your name, i believe in flexibilty)


"oh baby," he says, "i think i want you."


"oh baby, you have agreed to have intercourse. i want you bad."


"uh huh."


"oh i think i hear my momma coming home."


"i think this is it!"


"you pushed my buttons!"


"thank you darling, it was the best."

kenneth soo thought of the concept ok!
i'm just the platform.

with or without you

see the storm set in her eyes
- with or without you, U2.

the drama is over. hurray!

work's been good. going to the zoo to meet clients, going out to shake CEO's hands, getting an account, picturing the set up. Work's been, breezy and light. i think i'm really suited for this line. The late nights and early mornings, the skipped lunches and late dinners. The burned weekends, the lazy weekdays.

aside from work,
bob the beagle is growing healthier!
shaun, his proud father has been over feeding him. and bathing him so much his fur is as soft as something soft.

hello bob!


bob the beagle
can he droool
YES HE CAN!

i love my office.

because it is small, homely.
we have meeting horizontal or smoking
i have a personal assistant! (who by the way is quite yummy)
my desk is at a corner where i can take off my shoes and hum silly tunes




and the smoking area is damn clean and comfy.
and my neighbours should give us some door gifts.

so far so good.
so far so good.

so what?

so what if i have ink on my skin?

the last incident where i was indirectly called a (i quote) "ah lian, delinquent and juvenile and naive", i have beaten myself up about it.

i sat in front of a bunch of two faced people who gossiped about tattoos and how they ruin your life and how that make the process of acceptance so difficult, how they will hurt to remove. i sat there through minutes of indirect insults, snares and convincing that tattoos will (again, i quote) "ruin your life, mind and body."

i heard these words come out of their mouths and i was flabbergasted. so fucking what if i have a tattoo?
i dare say i'm better than half of the people you meet out there.

it's sad to hear that people OUR AGE still have the perception that those who have ink on skin are mean, no-life hooligans who fight at every chance they have. it's very sad to hear people dissing the fact that i have a tattoo and calling me names.

so what?

i want to say my peace and let the matter rest.

it's not a bad thing. in fact, it's a pretty awesome thing to have. i thought about this tattoo for 2 years and i'll never discourage a person MY AGE (read: 20 and above) to get it provided they think about it for a long time. what a long time is can be defined by the person.

and i think there is also a limit to your tattoos. for me, it's a personal thing. it's something i have that's mine and no one elses. it's something i can show to who i deem appropriate. i still don't like those who do full body BUT I DON'T JUDGE THEM. i know many who done more than 3 tattoos, and they are pretty damn nice people.

for me, the tattoo was a significant part of my life. my studies had ended, the worst relationship that i could allow myself to get into ended, a new chapter began for me and i had found God in my life again. my tattoo meant new beginnings, closing old chapters, finding new love and i found that it was a pretty darn good reason to get one done.

i thought about it for 2 years, researching, talking to artists, talking to tattoo-ees, asking about pain, reading up on the process. I got recommendations for artists and what i should do. i set my date a week in advance. i made sure i saw a new needle, i made sure i was comfortable with my artist.

there are alot of things involved with getting a tattoo. fuck all those stupid miami ink and shows that show tattoos are an implusive, ridculous and childish moment of your lives.

so fuck you all who say i'm a bad person. you are no one to judge me. there is no wrong in inking myself. and if the process to remove it will hurt, i'll let it stay on me. it's a lifelong decision and i understood that. i understand it.

don't ever, ever say tattooing is a horrid mistake of my life. trust in my maturity because honestly, i think i'm more mature than you who judge me.



and you, you who said these words, i hope you understand that you've hurt me more than anything else because i actually considered you a friend.