Madhu's gonna be 2!!
We've booked a chalet in Changi for the event. 3 whole days in an unknown house. Maybe it's haunted. Now that'd be good fun man! That's my opinion now but I'm sure when I come face to face with the ghost you'd find my opinion wld have somewhat changed. Heh.
Her birthday's on Friday but we're celebrating it on Saturday. You know, ppl gotta be free to come, don't want them to rush from work, yadda yadda. Her mom (my sis) and I chose the cake from Bengawan Solo. A 2kg mango cake with an adorable Mini Mouse sitting down in a most feminine way, as if she was resting on the grass, holding a beautiful purple butterfly. I'm waiting to eat it! Madhu's 1st birthday cake was a big, absolutely beautiful purple butterfly, chosen by my sis and me too. Dunno what's it with us and purple butterflies. Gosh I feel like such a girly girl! *starts giggling girlishly*
*ends bimbotic moment, keeps lollipop away*
I'm meeting Jay on Saturday. Yay! Not sure where we'll go though. Mmmm...*thinks hard* I'll ask him. But I won't tell you! Muahaha...! *laughs evilly*
There's something that's been troubling me for quite some time. It's just tearing me apart, it's so painful. I just don't know how to say this. But looks like I've got too. *takes a deep breath* I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WEAR!
Madhu's birthday party's this Saturday and I've got absolutely no idea whatsoever as to what to friggin wear! I'm so sick of trying on my clothes again and again and to find out again and again that I've put on weight. 3 kg makes alot of difference man! URGH. Ok, I must cool down, I need to keep a clear head. *calms down a little* I'm getting an idea I'm getting an idea. Maybe I shall wear my sleeveless lacy pink spaghetti-strapped blouse. Ok...too sexy for a 2-yr-old's birthday party, huh? Ah WHO CARES. It's not the guests that look like a friggin whale. Wait, some do. But nevermind. Think I've decided on the pink blouse. I think. Ah bah.
"To wear or not to wear" ; Dhanya Nair
Thursday, July 29, 2004
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Tired! Came back from Malaysia Truly Asia about 2 hours ago. My make-up's still on my face. *pictures the clogging of my pores*
OH MY GOD. What am I doing to myself! *rushes to wash face*
NOT! Caught you there, didn't I ppl? Mmm-mm-mmuahahaah! My pores can wait.
So yeah, went there just in time for lunch. At the HYATT. I had this very very cheesy seafood linguine. Mmmm....*floats in the memory of the scrumptious dish* And for desert, or according to my uncle, dessert, I had cappucino ice cream. Not bad. Took some of my sister's gigantic banana split.
*audience groan*
Well she was having trouble finishing it, so I can't just watch her suffer! *cries indignantly* So we left our table, paid the bill and were walking towards the exit/entrance when the doorman almost screamed at us to wait and rushed to open the door for us. Last time I checked my hands were working.
We went to my maternal grandma's house. A small, dark, damp cemented house. Despite our constant calling to settle with us, she chooses to stay with my useless cousins whom she feels need her more, because they're weaker in character, more stupid, and the epitomes of 'slack'. They're in their late 20s and they ask her, an old retiree with not much for herself, for money. And she gives. They don't treat her well either. It's so obvious they want her just for money.
Well I want her cos I want her as my grandma. Not as a money-giver but just as my grandma. But that's never gonna happen. She's too busy being a goody. She cldn't keep her hands off me yesterday, though. She's sort of realized how much I've grown and she kept saying I'm beautiful. I was so happy. I am now too but a little bitter, obviously. Heh.
So we went to this big hotel where my relatives stay. See, they own the hotel, and they're living next to it. Each family has it's own storey. Confusing, huh? Wat are you going to do with the knowledge of my relatives' living arrangements, anyway? Heh. So yeah, we spent alot of time there, playing with the kids and cooing at the newborns. There's always a newborn there. Amazing, huh? They are very busy ppl, I imagine. ;-)
Oh! And! These relatives I'm talking about are Muslim! Weird huh? Ppl who don't know me may ask wat's so weird about that. I'm Hindu, that's wat's so weird!
Well the story goes like this: My great grandma, a Hindu, was happily married to a Hindu man. They had children, one of whom is my afore-mentioned maternal grandma. So one fine day, my great grandma up and leaves the family and runs along the beach in slow motion and falls into the arms of a this Muslim man. *scene plays in mind* We all think he did some black magic and got her to come to him. But we'll never really know the truth, will we? So they had a family and I've got muslim cousins! =D I like them lots.
Back to the actual trip to Malaysia Truly Asia! We spent some time there, then went to this place called Madura's. It's full of Indian jewellery, creams and stuff. I even found a bottle of bonine urine. Eww. Saw another cousin of mine there, called Priya. Her hair has miraculously grown from black when she was a child to blonde. Whoa. She's my age anyway. She looks nice! But we don't look related. I smiled at her lots while my mom did all the talking(how's your mom? how's your dad? mm..how's your ass?). We left the shop, bought food for the rest of my family back home and took a taxi back to Pasir Ris. 70 Ringgit. Not bad actually. You can get them to fetch you from your house to Malaysia, you know! I've got the namecard. Ask if ya want it!
My fingers are tired. Especially my middle finger. Of all the fingers, huh? Heh! I use my mid finger lots when I type. Habit, I guess. And, lunch beckons seductively. Fish curry!!! *slurps*
See ya later alligator! *floats in lameshit*
OH MY GOD. What am I doing to myself! *rushes to wash face*
NOT! Caught you there, didn't I ppl? Mmm-mm-mmuahahaah! My pores can wait.
So yeah, went there just in time for lunch. At the HYATT. I had this very very cheesy seafood linguine. Mmmm....*floats in the memory of the scrumptious dish* And for desert, or according to my uncle, dessert, I had cappucino ice cream. Not bad. Took some of my sister's gigantic banana split.
*audience groan*
Well she was having trouble finishing it, so I can't just watch her suffer! *cries indignantly* So we left our table, paid the bill and were walking towards the exit/entrance when the doorman almost screamed at us to wait and rushed to open the door for us. Last time I checked my hands were working.
We went to my maternal grandma's house. A small, dark, damp cemented house. Despite our constant calling to settle with us, she chooses to stay with my useless cousins whom she feels need her more, because they're weaker in character, more stupid, and the epitomes of 'slack'. They're in their late 20s and they ask her, an old retiree with not much for herself, for money. And she gives. They don't treat her well either. It's so obvious they want her just for money.
Well I want her cos I want her as my grandma. Not as a money-giver but just as my grandma. But that's never gonna happen. She's too busy being a goody. She cldn't keep her hands off me yesterday, though. She's sort of realized how much I've grown and she kept saying I'm beautiful. I was so happy. I am now too but a little bitter, obviously. Heh.
So we went to this big hotel where my relatives stay. See, they own the hotel, and they're living next to it. Each family has it's own storey. Confusing, huh? Wat are you going to do with the knowledge of my relatives' living arrangements, anyway? Heh. So yeah, we spent alot of time there, playing with the kids and cooing at the newborns. There's always a newborn there. Amazing, huh? They are very busy ppl, I imagine. ;-)
Oh! And! These relatives I'm talking about are Muslim! Weird huh? Ppl who don't know me may ask wat's so weird about that. I'm Hindu, that's wat's so weird!
Well the story goes like this: My great grandma, a Hindu, was happily married to a Hindu man. They had children, one of whom is my afore-mentioned maternal grandma. So one fine day, my great grandma up and leaves the family and runs along the beach in slow motion and falls into the arms of a this Muslim man. *scene plays in mind* We all think he did some black magic and got her to come to him. But we'll never really know the truth, will we? So they had a family and I've got muslim cousins! =D I like them lots.
Back to the actual trip to Malaysia Truly Asia! We spent some time there, then went to this place called Madura's. It's full of Indian jewellery, creams and stuff. I even found a bottle of bonine urine. Eww. Saw another cousin of mine there, called Priya. Her hair has miraculously grown from black when she was a child to blonde. Whoa. She's my age anyway. She looks nice! But we don't look related. I smiled at her lots while my mom did all the talking(how's your mom? how's your dad? mm..how's your ass?). We left the shop, bought food for the rest of my family back home and took a taxi back to Pasir Ris. 70 Ringgit. Not bad actually. You can get them to fetch you from your house to Malaysia, you know! I've got the namecard. Ask if ya want it!
My fingers are tired. Especially my middle finger. Of all the fingers, huh? Heh! I use my mid finger lots when I type. Habit, I guess. And, lunch beckons seductively. Fish curry!!! *slurps*
See ya later alligator! *floats in lameshit*
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
And we two lovers shall not sit afar,
Critics of nature, but the joyous sea
Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star
Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be
Part of the mighty universal whole,
And through all aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!
We shall be notes in that great Symphony
Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres,
And all the live World's throbbing heart shall be
One with our heart; the stealthy creeping years
Have lost their terros now, we shall not die,
The Universe itself shall be our Immortality.
-Oscar Wilde, Panthea
Critics of nature, but the joyous sea
Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star
Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be
Part of the mighty universal whole,
And through all aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!
We shall be notes in that great Symphony
Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres,
And all the live World's throbbing heart shall be
One with our heart; the stealthy creeping years
Have lost their terros now, we shall not die,
The Universe itself shall be our Immortality.
-Oscar Wilde, Panthea
Monday, July 26, 2004
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
I pierced my nose!! YEAH!!!!!!!!!
FAQ:
Did it hurt?
Nope, it just shocked the shit out of me, it happened so fast. Felt a tiny bite which could hardly be described as painful. When I accidentally touch it with force, which happens alot cos I keep forgetting its existence, it hurts. Sort of a swelling kinda pain.
Was it expensive?
Far from it. It cost me S$5 only! Cheapo man. The cost of the nose stud's included.
Did you want to crumble and die?
No.
Lastly (and most importantly), does it look good?
Wonderful!!! Remind myself of Mutya of Sugababes. *dances in slowmotion, ala Sugababes* People said it won't look nice cos my nose is small and all that. And the same people are gushing over it. Muahaha! Dhanya triumphs!
So this is my look now: long curly/wavy hair let down, big dangling earrings and a shiny nose stud! Sounds weird and overdone but it looks nice!! Oh I'm happy. =DDD
FAQ:
Did it hurt?
Nope, it just shocked the shit out of me, it happened so fast. Felt a tiny bite which could hardly be described as painful. When I accidentally touch it with force, which happens alot cos I keep forgetting its existence, it hurts. Sort of a swelling kinda pain.
Was it expensive?
Far from it. It cost me S$5 only! Cheapo man. The cost of the nose stud's included.
Did you want to crumble and die?
No.
Lastly (and most importantly), does it look good?
Wonderful!!! Remind myself of Mutya of Sugababes. *dances in slowmotion, ala Sugababes* People said it won't look nice cos my nose is small and all that. And the same people are gushing over it. Muahaha! Dhanya triumphs!
So this is my look now: long curly/wavy hair let down, big dangling earrings and a shiny nose stud! Sounds weird and overdone but it looks nice!! Oh I'm happy. =DDD
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Broke up with Sara. I know, shock, shock, shock. But the ppl I'm close with already know, so don't think anyone's gonna reel with shock at my revelation. Heh.
Time off. Break. Whatever.
Whatever it is, I'm single. So all I got to say is, I went through trouble for this.
Trouble I went through:
- thinking about it
- getting myself to get over self-denial
- crying like fuck
- feeling like a bitch
- troubling my friends for advice
- convincing my friends I'm doing the right thing
- comforting my friend (yeah, that's right).
So I better enjoy being single.
Time off. Break. Whatever.
Whatever it is, I'm single. So all I got to say is, I went through trouble for this.
Trouble I went through:
- thinking about it
- getting myself to get over self-denial
- crying like fuck
- feeling like a bitch
- troubling my friends for advice
- convincing my friends I'm doing the right thing
- comforting my friend (yeah, that's right).
So I better enjoy being single.
Thursday, July 8, 2004
Sunday, July 4, 2004
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