Apart from the fact that the King of Pop just died from a heart attack a few hours ago (God bless his soul) there is something else i have to scream about!

as i've realised this morning... there are TONS of germs stuff on your keyboard.
no surprise you say?

Well.. how about you try sticking a piece of paper and running it along the sides of each key..

when you pull the paper out, not only will you find dust bunnies, you'd also see what looks like dandruff!
but in fact, those white specks you see, are a combination of dirt and dead skin!

judging by how i'm an intern and this keyboard previously belonged to someone else, sends shivers down my spine.

it was absolutely gross to see bits and pieces of dead human cells and dirt stuck under something i touch every single day.. every hour.. every minute.

*shudders*

i then proceeded to use a paper clip and strips of torn wet wipes to clean up those b*stards.
yuck.
now.. they lay still on the bottom of my rubbish bucket.
in all their brown, white, yellow and greyish glory.

*shudders*

i shall totally endeavour to make this one day.

soon.

well....
maybe after my internship..

but definitely soon.

simply because it's TOO PRETTY!
and it's fairly simple.
shall try it on my old dresses.
WOO HOO!

"I once asked God, why things are the way they are. And I found my answer quickly. God never meant to make all people equal. If so, everyone would be droids. Equally rich, poor, mean, nice, happy, sad, smart, stupid. He made His children with unfair diversity, yet He is fair in that He loves them all equally.

It's the weakness of men that exemplifies God's love. Because which better shows His equitable love- His love for a Mary Poppins-esque sweetheart or a reprehensible sinner? It is through weakness and iniquities that God's love is shone. Because it is equitable upon all.

It is with this poignant thought of God's encompassing love that I end this post." - theintellectualsnob.blogspot.com


intellectual? she is.
a snob? she definitely is.

accuracy of the stuff she blogs about? right, on.

(disclaimer: it is not a religious site. religious folks please stay away from this. cause it might just give you a heart attack. ha!)

WHERE IS THE LOVE?!

So much for advocating social responsibility.

Social responsibility my arse.
so many people are coughing and sneezing like there's no tomorrow...
and here i am, down with a lying and cunniving cough, yet i have chosen to do the "obvious" thing,
which is to cover my mouth and its potentially harzardous inhabitants.

but alas, the people around me are staring at me like I'm a walking bag full of germs,
even whist they are coughing and sneezing aloud.
without covering their mouths.

i'm really infuriated.

my voice has changed.
my throat is sore.
and i'm sick of coughing.
really. sick. of. coughing.

stupid lying symptoms.
DIE!
DIE!
DIE I SAY!
DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ....!!!

O.M.G.

Guess who this is??
Clue: She casts spells like a charm.




it's freaking Emma Watson!

ARGH!
why is she so pretty?
Gosh.... it could be the British blood, or just the gorgeously done-up smoky eyes.

but definitely, great pictures shot by Mario Testino.

*gushes*

Paul Boutin in Slate, on why he prefers his BlackBerry to an iPhone:

When I’m in a tight spot, my BlackBerry always helps me out. It also sends a subtle signal to my correspondents that I’m getting a lot done. An e-mail that says “Sent from my BlackBerry” gives the impression that you’re on the move but still chained to work, e-mailing from the elevator. An e-mail that says “Sent from my iPhone” conjures an image of a doofus who wants you to know he has an iPhone.

One could, of course, simply change the email sig in the iPhone Settings app to read “Sent from my BlackBerry”. Your colleagues will think you’re working your ass off. (Some of Boutin’s other observations, especially about BlackBerry’s AutoText feature, are actually practical.)


LOL.
Hmmmm... blackberry or iPhone, that is the question...

For the past 2 days...
there has been this lingering smell of really bad sewage water.. or crap... or something dead...

Finally, both mummy and I couldn't take it no more, and we decided to take apart our entire "shopping paper bag" collection to get down to the source of all the STENCH!

Low and behold....
there it was....
in all it's rotting glory...


A DEAD LIZARD
all curled up inside the cranny of my mummy's ironing board.

*cue gagging sounds*


i shiver at the thought that I have been breathing in rotting lizard flesh all this while.....
GAaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrr
gosh!!!

I hi-fived with an Israeli today.

apparently my stunning custom-made pendant in the shape of the Star of David took his breath away.

and then he asked me where he could get one of those.
oh! he also asked if I were Jewish *go figure*

but i think it's really cool how an Israeli could immediately recognise the shape of the star... and be so proud of it!
cause you definitely don't see us singaporeans hanging the crescent moon and stars on our necks everyday.

haha.
but...is be cool.
i really like my necklace.

I feel sick to my stomach.

I cannot fathom how such monstrosity can exist in this time and age... and happen to close to our shores.

If you've not heard about this name, Manohara Odelia Pino... please google it. Or if you can stomach it, click on the link below to read about her tragic story.
http://sjsandteam.wordpress.com/2009/06/01/singapore-police-told-fakhry-he-would-be-jailed-if-did-not-let-manohara-go/

I really can't find a suitable word to describe what she went through.
It's just..... C-R-A-Z-Y.

How can a country as modern as Malaysia condone and conceal such a grotesque act?!!

This is not such my feminist instincts kicking in... but also my COMMON SENSE OF HUMANITY barging through the door...
What happened to her is so ridiculous!

No one should be above the law.
Especially not if that person belongs to such a modern society.
It really sends chills down my spine to even wonder what other underaged girl-brides like her aer going through on a day-to-day basis.

It is frightening.

But thank the Lord for Singapore and its amazingly corrupt-free government...
well.. critics of the government and police force alike really have got to eat some dust here.

Would you rather live a free life?
Or would you rather have your chest area slashed?
Or be injected with hormonal shots like a farm-house chicken?

gosh.
sends.chills.down.my.spine.

she may have married him for all the wrong reasons.
or her mother may have sold her off, thinking that she'll be well-taken care of...
i don't really know.

but this really is an outrage of human rights.

today, I spent a good part of it reading the papers and surfing to internet to look for funny comics which will "motivate" my other colleagues in one of the branches.

haha.
how fun.....
now that I'm tasting abit of the corporate world, I finally understand the understated humour of Dilbert comic strips.

:D



gotta' love them geeks!

It's funny how turning 21 is such a big hoo-ha in this world.
But why?

I've known of friends splashing out on A-list restaurants and million dollay yacth parties...
but i figured, a private gathering with my eclectic selection of friends will do just fine.

I've had a brilliant and schemingly (but flawlessly) planned surprise birthday party which saw my dear and a few others running around Singapore and racking up enough miles on the meter to travel all the way KL. gosh!

apart from feeling incredibly loved and blessed... i just feel so grateful.

and also. I really miss school.
at least in school, I had choices.
But at work.. no no.. correction.. on an internship (which determines your GPA), is not fun at all. Because your at the mercy of RIDICULOUS requests.

RIDICULOUS!

but oh well.
alls well that ends well.
I'm just still living on my birthday high.

Welcome to my adulthood people.
It's quite daunting to actually think that between now and the big 3-0,
I'd probably have a loving husband, a house... and maybe kids as well.
OMG.
My first step onto the slippery slope which leads to the rest of my life.

Very much like one of em' Fantasy Island slides,
most people enjoy the ride.
some people pee while on it.
while a few, don't even make it through alive.

oh!
sidenote... I wonder what it'll be like back in school on the 6th of June.
haha. man is there gonna be lots of awkward moments and evil stares.

I just got a very cute sms from my mummy which read: "Wan, the American Idol Kris win. You happy right?"

uh-huh!
no offense to all the adam die-hards in the word, but i really do not appreciate the over-the-top antics and falsetto range of Adam which makes him seem eerily like a male hybrid of Kylie Minogue and (a wannabe) Mariah Carey.

Sure I was blown away by his initial vocal range.... but that falsetto blasting at you every episode and his crazy doses of eyeliner... man.. that boy needs a MIRROR! or at least a booklet on "How men should not use too much male up, but a little is fine."

Anywho, though I barely watch American Idol live due to practises, I enjoy watching the re-runs of the other earnest and pleasantly down-to-earth contestants, namely crooked-mouth Kris and too-clean-to-be-true Gokey. I actually do like them alot!

And before you blast me for being an anti-rocker just because I have a distaste for Adam, might i add that i was actually rooting for the 16 yr old Latina ball of energy and angst, who looks EXACTLY LIKE KELLY CLARKSON!!!!

But yeah, I am at peace.
There is a God.

Hahaha!
I am really happy Kris won,
eventhough that doesn't neccesarily mean that he'll have a fluorishing musical career.
but he won.
That's fine.

Is it just the churchy-wurchy self-righteous me acting up....
or is it strange for a 30-ish mother of 2 to ALWAYS stay back at work late, take part in after events (which are not compulsory) and go ktv with other colleagues..... 

her husband works in the same field, but they even drive to work and back home in separate cars!

call me whatever you like... but I really find it strange.

I'm not married, neither do I have kids.. but at every chance I get, I'd rather spend it with family and friends!
not rolling around some netball court playing a game i don't even know and can't even understand. (and no, it's NOT LIKE captain's ball at all!!!)

and definitely not spending my precious evenings at ktv busting my vocal chords while lapping it up in booze and sh*tty mandopop.
*disclaimer* no offense to those who love them, it's a preference issue here.

but yeah... why?
she's a really nice lady and pretty generous as well,
but she seems more interested in fashion from all over the world than she is about her family.

why s she always finding excuses not to go home?

she also drives a 2 seater sports car.....
hmmmm... and the other intern asked her today,
"Hey Mrs I-have-damn-alot-of-Miu-Miu, how do your kids fit inside?"

hmmmm... leaves much to the mind to wonder about.

and oh!
God has made me a little more favoured and optimistic about work.
GREAT!
now to work on cutting down on my biscuit breaks.
HA!

I just went to some fitness club during my lunch break...
and as much as the person was trying to FORCE FEED me with a 2 year gym membership...
I was still curious to find out about my fat % and i was also itching to score me one of those free trail memberships.

damn this thing called curiosity.

after i took my weight & height... and they measured my fat % in specific areas, dunno how they did it.. but they just did...
they sat me and my friend down and with a very somber look on their face they asked me if I wanted to know what the results were.. and they proceeded onto telling me about how severe my fat % is and all...

man!!!! you should have seen the faces of these 2 fitness dudes... it was as thought they were breaking news to me that i had some form of incurable cancer!!!

reallly... it was ridiculous...
as much as i wanted to purchase a gym membership.... their reaction to a-less-than-svelte lady is really over-the-top dramatic...

was it a sales trick or pure, unadulterated horror... I. don't. even. wanna. know....

i'm really too tired to blog.

my body refuses to listen and tune itself accordingly to the morning sun...
so whilst my body gets acquainted with her newly found friend.... i shall sleep at every chance i get.
cause i really don't feel too good.
and it's very frustrating when the numerous bank terms thrown at me just flies past my head.

I NEED GOD.
I NEED SLEEP.
I NEED A GOOD TUB OF ICE CREAM.

yes. that's. right.
ice.cream.
yum.

I feel so inspired to lose weight.. after watching this season of The Biggest Loser.
omg the wonders that diet and exercise can do for you.

i've started on my eat salad for breakfast and lunch regime.
it seems to be going fine.
i am actually enjoying my food.

next step, is to work on my stamina.
i need increased lung power.
i need to lose my flab.

i am actually considering to take up that gym membership together with my cute Mr. P at that gym in suntec city...
since our offices are so close,
and working out together would be a great way to motivate each other to lose flabs.
hahaha!

I WANNA LOSE WEIGHT AND GET SUPER STAMINA!!!!
i will get it!
AMEN!!!!!!!!

ahhhhh
such fun.
hahhhaa