a Lil Explication

Today- backwards

2009-10-08T08:08:00.001-07:00

A bulk of my day....Backwards! hahah

(From HOME)

On the way out from the event( The New Paper New Face-Collette was competing! Didn't catch a pic with her though:S)

SO AFTER THE EVENT, I CAUGHT UP WITH:

The pre school teacher

The "Client" and his 'PR Managers"

The ever gorgeous Natalia. Cheer Squad!

THE RESULTS

The Diva- Kumar and the politically incorrect banter

The boys of the upcoming musical victor and victoria.
That was some UPBEAT INTENSE dance moves i tell you.

Before that was superb Thai dinner at a dodgy neon place with fab company!

Prior to that was fruitless shopping

And the day began with Tea with the GORGEOUS Mrs. Kenny!
We had a great time sharing life, dreams, and food at Cedele!

Cabbed

Rushed off

Got ready to roll

SMSed/EMAILed

Woke up 2

SNOOZEd

ARGH... Felt Unwell

Woke up 2

ZZZZ

New Journeys - Worth etching into cyber sand.

2009-10-05T09:37:00.000-07:00

Perhaps it's a good time to start journaling . Seeing that i've left this turf desolate .Again.

Its been a crazy couple of years. And oh Lord, How I've grown.

Its hard to trace and track the journey but im sure as hell gonna try. Im not going to overwhelm myself with the past. But I'll let history-herstory unveil itself as I live through my present.

The future's going to be remarkably shaped. I tell you.

So been doing some talent work, Nothing too fancy yet.
But its been a kick ass ride and the lessons learnt , no one can truly ever teach.

So here's one of the stints I did part of a production called The Deal ,
Here's the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kCpRDJopHls
where it tracks the turn around of this couple's life from gambling addictions drugs and the pits of life to a life of immense purpose and insane strength.

Im a huge fan of God's hand on people.
Generally I'm a sucker for lives being changed, miracles following faith and hope once lost now renewed.
I'm also a stubborn mule in my opinion that true love do exist. not in floaty ways (alone). (i mean if ure experiencing floaty lovey feelings...by all means. umm enjoy!) But in the personification of the many amazing people ive got the privellege to know.
My only source of Love Himself-Jesus Christ.

Maybe your thoughts may differ...
but thats the only way I choose to think.

I just realised its going to be difficult explicating my life- whats been and whats now.
Its also going to be confusing- the seeming contradictions.

But i'm gonna keep it bona fide, unabashed and mildly censored (ive learnt that no one really cares about what you say until what you say is about them. ha!)

Relief teaching has been my new found pet this 3rd and 4th quarter of the year. I thoroughly love and fuss over the kids and the entire process.

Those who know me will find it strange
But I do love how it makes me feel.

A person with a heart all over again,
with new drive to pursue the things i need to pursue
to gain greater elevation
that i may be able to hold and love a generation more potently and effectively.
A girl who remembers how its like to savour that first crush when i see them fretting over theirs.
A chick who remembers why the dicks were and are her buddies all over again...their brute hilarious & dysfunctional way of showing concern and the beautiful inability to bear a true grudge.
The big sister who loves the young sweethearts... all cheery and bouncy and giggly.

I quote...
'I'm glad i got a second chance at it' , says the one who used to cry before every school term began.

'Its the only thing that makes me get up at 6 in the morning.' Says the noctournal thoroughbred.

Now i reckon i'll cry like a baby when its finally over.

A Moment in January

2008-01-29T07:29:00.000-08:00

Ignite 08!

The Behind the Scenes

The 'STAR' Shot.

Trendsetting the 08 way

2008-01-28T09:58:00.001-08:00

Im not quite in the mode for a full flair spin
so here's just a sneak

08 trend mode:
Flares (pants)
Stars (they've always been around my face)
Lingerie on the outter layers
Shoulder shapes (the more bizarre the bet'er)
Sheers (do it with finesse)
Lace ( to clash and mess)
& Furs (in rare doses)

For the boys
Stay tuned.

A random potpourri

2008-01-10T08:16:00.000-08:00

I'm sorry im just so uninspired to do the whole festivity reporting, even to myself.
Maybe i'll wait till after chinese new year.
Or um Good Friday?

But what i would like to do is say
"HOWS IT SMELLING THIS NEW YEAR!?!"

I got a couple of fresh poppies in the cell.
Deep inhalations. Nice.

My 3 other roses still budding beautifully. I watch in awe.
Cuz i can try my utmost best, but its God who makes them bloom.

And me "the mother of all bambis" as Shenna bambifiedly says.
"But shenna", i say in all seriousness, " Bambi's mother dies".
"Oh.." Shenna's bambi gaze.

Hehehe. I love it already.

The bouquet gets more elaborate...
Soon there will be baby's breadth, ferns, carnations, sunflowers, lilacs, lilies. The works. I want the works. Thats my visual dream for this year.
My cell bouquet.
And soon enough the Garden.

Moooving along...
I also stand amazed at how in a sphere where nothing animate thrives ( or so we think )
You can leave your blog like bread to rot, and micro-organisms can still have a party.

My tag board has had some activity lately. And my higher learning of peceptivity has taught me to smile about every one of those cute rug rats who decided that i was worth a morsel of their time & a speck of brain functionality. Someone also thought i was 16... *gazes faraway*

Sweet 16....
For my case...spunky 16.
Where blades were made with pieces of my tongue.
And frosty popsicles witha swift gaze of my eyes.
And global warming paid tribute to my ice-berg melting smiles.

HAHAAA...I love reminiscing with a whole lot of narcissistic , MSG-ladden hilarity

Heeheeeheee..
*giggles away*

Actually i don't giggle very well...i prefer the small-spurts-chuckle or maniacal-laughter

15/16..*dreamily*
My green uniform was pretty short by that time.

GUESS WHO'S BACK

2008-01-02T09:50:00.000-08:00

UPDATES COMING SOON

CHRISTMAS . KOREA. NEW YEAR. MY LOVES

The whoops...ooohs...boos ...galore..to lure & bore!

BALLISTIC BLAST OF A BLESSED 2008 YA'LL

SnowGlobe Escapade

2007-12-09T09:31:00.000-08:00

Just for half a day I would like to stay in a snow globe in a gorgeous lil home or a city will do just fine... with cable , special friends, yummy treats & hot godiva chocolate.

Make that a full day.

Or a week.

Funerals & New Life - Quench not the shopping

2007-12-08T12:32:00.001-08:00

So my mom went to Taipei to attend a funeral of a close aunty's husband
She's been mega busy for 2 weeks...and when she finally stopped for a second..
she just flew straight off , on a budget flight , mind you...
(simply cuz its peak Holiday season & there was no seats everywhere)

So this aunty of hers , she's one classy lady ...Mrs Ge..or Ge Tai Tai as we endearingly know her.
My mom had a dream bout her just a while ago, and so she rang up to ask how she was.
Ge Tai tai was good and things were okay. But less than a week later her hubby passed on.
My mom's got a gift regarding people..she has like dreams of knowledge. I think thats one of the gifts God's given her. She has been inspired to desperately reach out to many people in this manner , share our belief in the true & living God as we know Him -Jesus Christ as the only way...and shortly after she does, they peacefully pass on.
Sweet?
Maybe...
& a good dose of morbid i tell ya.

So off she went, I was a bit worried about the whole budget air thing. I painted a really nasty picture of it so that when she went on board she won't be traumatised or start swatting strange accented stewardess with different hmm..inflight training & calibre?
So anyway, just before she scooted off in the morning,
I told her : Mommy if you see a scarf with a matchin beanie pls get one for me...cuz they're pretty cheap there and i can use it in Korea.
Her response: Im going for a funeral! Might not even have time to shop!
Me: Ok lor.
...
..
.
Before she returned, i received an sms from her fretting that her luggage would be overweight & asked me to pray.
I just acknowledged it with a lil crinkle between the brows. I mean she went for a funeral right?

She came back late last night..with perfectly blown hair... I must say these Taiwanese stylists do immaculate work. AND untrue to her word...of low shopping tendencies,
I got a winter jacket with fur trim..It was like half a raccoon on that thang.
2 wooly scarf beanie sets , one with matching cut-off gloves.
3 thin long sleeves
1 cute-ass sling back from lesportsac

All these excluding her other purchases for family friends & beyond.
She even had a somethin for mr star.
And a squashed orange in her bag cuz the budget (airlines) stewardess was going around yelling at people who brought their own food in. So she left the hidden orange in the bag.
As she recollected the tale, mr star & I just stared at the dented orange.
How unlike you, i retorted.
Her response was classic, What if people around me knows I'm a Christian and I'm peeling my fragrant orange and the budget stewardess comes to scold me?
hahaha..fragrant..
"Very strong you know the orange smell"
..True..
My mom is such a bona fide-redeemed-changed-by-grace soul.

What i love the most was the stories.
One in particular.
How she played her christian music on one of their laptops cuz her mp3's charger didn't work, and nuetralised the pious chantings at the funeral.
BTW, funerals in taiwan for the rich & famous can go up to a month! The body is kinda fridged up at the morgue. ImPRESSive...
Back to the battle of the airwaves....'dong dong chang' VS hillsongs worship
Her music attracted Ge Tai Tai's filippino domestic help to come & talk to my mommy and they began talking about God and how she's been to a pentacostal church in SG before but never said the sinner's prayer. So this beautiful stranger, my momsy, was a Godsent to her.
A new salvation...& we believe the onset of many more...
Apparently she lives 5 mins away from a big church.SWEET.

So as Rihanna sings... Please don't stop the music.
But seriously,
I rather not stop the worship.
Cuz sometimes its hard to even start.

Time to hit the sacks.
Camp is way too near
AHH

The perfect fit vs The preferred fit

2007-12-07T03:28:00.001-08:00

Yay . After a huge amount of deliberation at the shop with Ooister, I took the M home.
Its one of those things...a perfect fit vs a preferred fit.
The preferred won, & i'm satiated.

So what went on yesterday.
Ooister n Aikey decided to fill up the boredom with some great low impact exercise.
Window-shoppin n trying-on -stuff 'xcercise.
So met Ooisty at City Hall...went on to star360degree to swap the jacket n tried on more jackets
Ate super potent fried mars bars and vanilla icecream + some spicy fried chicken bits at CHIPPY's + Old Chang Kee...YUMMM..
Aikey the Yummy then came along... wooots..we just yaked about Good stuff;)
Lotsa God , major gloss & minimum goss.
Then we skipped off to Vivo.
And had an intelligent conversation about Arnie as a governor & South Park & Simpsons.
Two separate conversations mind you. But they were strangely quite seamless .

Vivovivo
We went to the valley of the shadow of death
I lusted after more shoes n boots at P&B
Aikey n Ooisty tried a buncha stuff at River Island...& there was this Fashion Assistant stud
who was REALLY helpful to Ooisty..like tuggin at his shirt and all..
I tried to stay serious under my Adidas Truckie...n nodded with an appropriate frown.

I yawned 3 times in 5 mins in TopShop
& decided on a Coffee n cakes break at Gloria Jeans
Im always stoked when i'm there.white choc mocha, macadamia latte, and chocolate mint bomb.(thats Ooisty for you...he was stoked too)
The macadamia slice was too funky. In a weird way. It tasted SOO different from the ones i used to pop as comfort food...maybe the ingredients are of inferior quality. Yux..
So i changed it to scones n a muffin n made the staff taste it.. they had no expression tho.
Ha. thank God i can see what theyre doin if not...some *Poooi*might happen

After hoots...it was DAISO MAYHEM
Aikey n Ooisty are the new DAISO sitcom.
crazy banter in Hongkie accent. I'm like "dude...daiso is japanese"
hahaha it was hysterical.
Its the new sequel to last years "HeLLO , NEWPAPER??"
So we scooped up some $2 guilt-free purchases
Met gorgeous mich , Tall Uncle Tay n lovely Chellie...

And a new part to the night began.
Berty's BDay!!
Yay
So a lil more shoppin..at LaSenza with the chicks..
Met Chellie's Mister & Bday boy Bert
& Scooted to Liang Seah Street for some crazy open air steamboat
YAY
A short meeting to comfirm Sat's plans and we were homebound...
ZzZzZ?

Not.
I slept at 7am its insane. i was just packin out a small hole in my room.
The whole room would take a year.
It was Gangs of NY..The Ellen D Show...The Tyra Show in the background.
Argh..I so need to fix myself.

I even managed to call a pal who was like busy milling around on this new day with birds chirpin b4 i got to sleep.

bahhh

New and not so new obsessions

2007-12-05T12:19:00.000-08:00

In no significant order. Do look at the excalmation marks for importance.

1) Palindromes...TOOT BOOB & THE WHOLE GANG!
2) Wearing braces (for the 3rd time- i'm a perfectionist lacking discipline)
3) Moles...To live with or without them!
4) Veins... on my legs before they become a health hazard..or bug me aesthetically!!
5) Mineral powder. I like the whole brilliance to it.
6) Julius Truffles : juliustruffles.com!!!
7) Major alteration of my body clock. I'm in total US timing now. Bedtime at 5am?
8) My girlies & that special twirp who'll never read this way.
9) Onitsuka Tiger (Just looking n feeling for now)
10) My yummy smoothies

AND THE MOST KICKASSSS OBSESSION For The Season
YOUNG ADULTS CAMP !!!- bAtAm here we come.So much work till then.
CFFF!!- Fun Fair Mayhem. & yes i will be an Angel.*sniggers*
A prancing one with 3 other gems.
DANCE-y Christmas Bits on 23rd!!
KOREA Trip
-To hangout ,check-in & have a crazy AGM with God.
- Proceed to save Rain.
- Chat with Dr Cho YG.

No slot for any aesthetic appointments.
*winks*
kissadoodles.

Therapy for retail therapy

2007-12-05T08:43:00.001-08:00

Here I am , in a fresh tee (spideyman no less), the knit pants i wore out, and the right side of my new sneakers on.
I'm Reeling from the aftermath of exercising my purchase power.
Math and Exercise in the same sentence

Why on earth is shopping even therapeutic?

Probably a term coined by consumer pyschologists hired by marketing giants to induce a 'valid' comforting theory for sales revenue to increase.
Shame on you advertisers
But well i must be an unwitting fan of some of your work , for i never fail to fall prey.

Well camouflaged or not.. i just plop myself into the same hole ;)

So my purchases today:

-sneakers from adidas
Some history to this: I went 3ce all ready to purchase some high cuts n boots...even an updated purple metalic version of last year's same christmas Boot-y splurge, but they all don't come in my size..yes long feet i do have.
So apparently...the make these limited ed stuff for smaller feet gals?

Foot discrimination.

Nasty.

So anyway...Wan..( i think thats his name) sweet darlin searched n got me somethin quite fancy n ankle high in my size...it wasnt on sale..when nearly everything else was.*rolls eyes*

But as steward to the dough God's bestowed.. its pretty affordable.

Yay, its startin to grow on me..tho im still a tad bitter o'er the brown leather n checks- knee high , and purple metalic ones -calf high.

AND fyi Today i wanted these high cut limited ed sneakers with crazy colours on a lemon-y yellow base..it even came with additional yellow satin laces...half a size too small...
some times these special babies pick their parents.

I nurse a broken sneaker-heart.
-Oh & if you can see it I got a trucker cap in brown-black this time to get...a Free pouch! Woots

So anyhoots..trotted around to look for the famoolee's pressie...not too successfu

my bro wanted shoes...

-so i got him some vouchers After
walking round n round Raffles city

Thank God i asked him, cuz the last time he wanted cuff links n now he wants shoes (and there are cufflinks EVERYWHERE)

So i was just walkin ard alone ..my fav way to shop..and i went to

Star Three-Sixty Degree

SALE! the kind thats not plastered on the walls.
The kind that friendly sales rep tell u about.
And offer oreos while you ponder about which purchases to make.

So i know, i know...limited-ed sneakers n street gear is really a guys thing.

But i just love it. Its a different thrill with the casuals...they're beautifully down to earth & I decide how loud or subtle they make me.

In fact, my quirkiest most eccentric style quotients often include one of those loud sneakers, jumper or some not-so-casual casual. Why ?

Cuz you should be Comfy to exude your most extreme confidence(s).
So yeah..

Minor Disclaimer:I'm not a major collector... Those ppl are insane..*rest.pect*

I just like to get a new pair when my bank acct is well satiated and yeah i know its somethin i can keep;)

So back to Star360degree.
-I got this limited ed nike hoodie..in S with discount (as usual)

Advice:Try to live without leaving with the non-discounted purchase.

Means buy discounted stuff la.

So the jacket..A joint venture between Nike n a jap designer from CO-Lab...it came with a neat coat bag...sweet.

Then it was the white 'I heart Dance' short-sleeve hoodie. in L
L.
Thank God for height and practicality.

Important pre-decision questions:
+I'll use it ? Definitely .
Esp after practices...maybe even during if we're not rollin ard on the floor.

+Size? Well, hey it was okay a tad baggy but great to wear as a drape-over o'er
the LS, SS, & Tanks

After stuffin my mouth with a couple of oreo cookies...
& a nearly comical attempt at askin for a further discount while pointing a lil calculator

(of which was very politely rejected... i mean its a shop in Raffles city for cryin out loud...

But still can try RIGHT)

Yeah i bought em.

So now starin at my loot while reruns of project runway is blaring in the background.

I'm just WONDERING....maybe i should have gotten M instead of S for the jacket...

I told Uncle kubi Tay about this very major predicament:
And to help him further understand the matter i said:

There are a few types of try-fitters:

1) Try a Sz S ...Yeap it fits..okay bag it.

2) Try a Sz S...yeap it fits...but i wonder how an M would be.Especially for those layering days or if i gain mass. Hmm

3) Try a Sz S... yeah it fits."Excuse me.. you got XS?"

I usually fluctuate...but today i was a (1) at the shop and (2) at home

ARGHHH n i didnt try the M.

Im pertubed.Just Slightly.

The 'S' is mocking me.

I'll know the outcome tmrw...

Peace out

Picture Post #1 (Spankin)

2007-10-03T03:01:00.000-07:00

29th September 2007

The Performance

Before the show.

Aftermath.

Home.

Trala!

Picture Post #2 (Hot)

2007-10-03T02:50:00.000-07:00

WARNING! This is a Pretty Hot Post

MeLLie Totally Evolving. 14 yr old Hip Hop Diva

Gaius The Hot Entertainer.

BeL & Via. We're best viewed: 50% sleepy 40% hungry and 100% Loopy

Via & the young Yummys :Nelson & Gaius

The older yummys and their "tender" moment.
Bring on the New Urban Male team

Picture post #3 (Sweet)

2007-10-03T02:05:00.001-07:00

Some of My Beloved cellies..Our bizarre yet snazzy City Hall days

Yi Lin & I at Gift of Love..!

Presenting the Oscars-No integrity awards nominees:

Sean as Mr Siao Ti Ko

Addy darling as Ms Bo Liu
And Cols as 'I'm so hawt in church but #$%^ in school'

It was a fab night preaching guys. Where else can i find such cooperative and eager beavers. *Muacks*

Much ado about nothing

2007-09-11T22:46:00.000-07:00

Alright , after RAGING feedback that the previous post (oh so rare a sight these days) was too much of a brain drain. Let me fuel our shallow inclincations with some BeLLa Hot Goss Fodder!

Life
is pretty much a dream, and i say this literally. I keep sleeping!
And i have a sermon to orchestrate , facilitate invent and reinvent!
Work to do. MEetings to plan and execute.
And yet my body is just in zzzzz mode after Sunday when my eyes got all swollen,
sneezing frenzies and scratchy throat. Joy. Pure Joy.

PLUS
i got meLLy's dance to learn.
And im already Ms Uncoordinated amongst many other Ms not-so-good-things LIKE
Ms "I get near cardiac arrest on a free/espress/high way when its not even me driving"
But one thing that puts it all in the right skin is, I'm Ms "i've got balls to laugh at myself"
So Laugh it up and Live it out

What else is rocking my boat?
My lap top died on me, or rather i suffocated it without knowing. Its battery stopped functioning. It said: IRREPARABLE DAMAGE DONE TO THE BATTERY. REPLACE IT NOW.

it hurts me.

I even prayed that it will be okay. And i will not abuse it anymore.
So it's now at the doctors at IBM.
And I'm committing adultery with various other lappys and comps.

Speaking about death,
I attended 2 funerals lately. Both involved elderly people but they're worlds apart.
One glimmered hope in an Ellipsis points way (that means ...)
One was a .
Life has its variety
But Death, no it brings you captive to an either or.

Puppies
I wanted to get one, almost did. But well DADs are an entirely different breed of species altogether. I'll leave it at that. Wait. Let me just add, with some dads, you really can't have another attention seeking matter at home. Too much....tension

Another star for me:
I'm gettin Good at
Making smoothies from whatever's rotting around at home.
My mom makes them too but hers is a lil confusing on the taste buds.
Maybe its an era thing. Cuz she really digs her smoothies.
So basically the magic to my smoothies are : vanilla ice cream/yoghurt and ice cubes.
With the occassional oats.
:)

Im usually quite apt at tossing whatever i can find from the shelves and fridge into somethin decent.

Just some of the Magnified images I've viewed on the Big screen lately
Ratatouille (2007)
Alright alright It IS Good.
I put off watchin it forever cuz im like its a yucky rat!
Maybe im just sensitive cuz im born in da year of the rat.. and im known to be pretty shrewd like one. But yes it was a good flick like all of Pixar's stuff. Props props

The Last Legion (2007)
Not too bad, with Colin Firth (love actually) and Aishwarya Rai (Bollywood A-Lister)
I think the accuracy or lack of it bugged me. But if i just wanted some entertainment, it got me some. As for Aishwarya, her eyes really sizzles... but for some reason i kept lookign somewhere else. hmmm all i can say..the lady's got curves.

Jesus Camp (2007)
Documentary. Unbiased . Made me squirm at some bits. I guess we're all not used to seeing what we do played plainly as it is on a giant screen. Realistic depiction.

Here's a by the way for you:
Mr & Mrs smith...My favorite trashy flick. (for now)
Best watched...ALone..or with fellow swoonsome friends:)with a good dose of popcorn, junk and fizzy stuff alcohol or not, well tt's up to your culture.

Anything else i missed?

LOTS

My life is a korean drama.

Till the next banal hot goss moment. Toodles

Hows that for a bleached blonde moment eh?

Our Lil Sand Box-Prequel

2007-08-23T22:54:00.000-07:00

So here I am once again. Emerging from the trenches of life. Brimming with almost-stories but sadly giving them up to the realms of a "what were they again?" a result of a failed bridging between my cerebral cortex..the lovely grey matter...and the actual execution of my motor behaviour. After giving my brain some thought..the brain doin a self check.

I think it is particularly sluggish in my motor cortex... here i go here i go arts chick attempting some science Lit.

Just a disclaimer... this is purely self-indulgent.

So after some Scrutiny...I realised that my entire Primary Motor Cortex (M1) which is located in the BA4 of the human brain is probably the least toned and least sexy feature underneath ma skull.

I hear the whisperings: What in the world iS M1 located in the BA4 ?

*Gasp* Sweetheart..How can you not already know?

It is but Only the part of the brain that generates impulses that controls the execution of movement.

pause.

..some dude with really long hair needs to hang a giant jigsaw puzzle over my head.

The Chairlady's assistant is taking over my room. Did i tell not tell you!?

I've quit my job for a scandalous adventure ( that does Not include a ready job in the garage). So, If you get candy canes for Christmas..or worse half a cane...you know why. I'm not sure where i'm heading yet, humanly a lil doused with fear and constant pursual from the folks about sending out hundreds of resumes, but spirtually im just going, Oh HELp Me Lord. where else will i go but where u swing me to;) Jive with Jesus.

Anyway I'm looking forward to a month of stinging, reading reading reading, resume typing & designing, hanging out with the O level kids and goin berserk Together! I'm free for English n Lit lessons btw. And did i mention stinging? yes. LOvely.

Back to matters of the mind.

So, my Primary Motor Cortex...its mouldy.I need a spritz of Mr Muscle-mould killa.

But going right down to the nitty grittys...

This is where its really pout-worthy

My Dorsolateral Prefrontal Cortex, which decides which voluntary movements to make according to higher-order instructions, rules, and self-generated thoughts. I'm not quite sure but i have a gut feel that this is the same or in the same region as the BA6 which is anterior to the BA4 region.

Brain break:

if you're wondering what is BA4 and 6? its Brodmann(some fly dude that thought of it and put his name there) Area 4 & 6 respectively.

So BA6 ...This large area of the frontal cortex is believed to play a role in the planning of complex, coordinated movements. ARGHH ...so that's why i take a whole season of 'days of our lives' to get those dance steps and coordination-saturated activities.. Swimming, drums, riding the bike, driving on a manual...it was the BA6 all along. Well in specifics its the Supplementary Motor Area (SMA) which is all an undeveloped pulp for me. There shd be a brain Gym... its like toning target muscle groups in your body ..i need to whoop my entire BA4&6 into shape...

The potent phenomenon- the Power of the mind.

Work out and nip anything that will weaken that 'thought-idea-plan-action' process

Strengthen the mind to speak into existence and work into perfection.A each juncture, you need the Holy Spirit to act like a lubricant working out and strengthening the adhesion between you, Your maker, and what you're meant to do. You also need the electric charges from the Holy Spirit like the charges in neuron activity sparking off strategies and concepts only you can grapple with and sustain.

Top that with the Power of perception- a more psychological study of the power of our thoughts that is intrinsically linked to sociological and emotional factors- and honey , u're pretty much set for the world. Even without enrolling into The School of Hardknocks(one who's learned through life's tumultuous lessons), you can still have the will and mind of one who's been through it all and survived;)

Hail the new Anti Victim and ANti Negativity Junkie.

The boo hoos of life you're so passe!

Its time for Moet & Chandon moments Everyday!

And in rare BeL fashion, Free Happy hugs for all!

(Mind your distance please thank you)

Life through the Fake Filter

2007-07-23T01:30:00.001-07:00

Recently ive been finding it a tad tough to look at people straight in the eyes.
I'm definetely gonna need to take double doses of walks with God this season.
In the park..In the Loo..under my work station..wherever.

I am gonna generalise and maybe we can all relate.
This blog's not about doing an expose on my once- dramatic- now- yawnsome life.
Though i highly believe through the medium of writing ,its possible to make a dinner at the usual kopitiam..makan places lost-and found.
But hey, if there's a need or a want that's strong enough ...or how i stare blankly into space at work for a second to long and i can't remember what i'm meant to do next...then yea
I'll pen some chunky-monkeys .

Back to why i can't look at some people in the eye. (Apart from those wth conjunctivitis)
Its really because they bring a really strong sense of nausea up my digestive tract.
And humanly, i really can't take such high potency of bile.
So thats the primary thought.
Secondary action is the rationalisation process..i can just imagine livia telling me im giving her a headache at this point.
She was holding her head in feigned pain..after i blab about the flaws of PBL on the way back from lunch yesterday. She's really the cutest thing alive.

Rationalisation..yeah the part where u just force positive pathology( if this doesnt make sense to you..im just exploiting my temporary Dicken's license where u just randomly coin terms and phrases) out of your pores...u know how u try to squeeze out the pus from ur zit and nothing comes out..so u keep squeezing until the watery plasma...oozes out and then the skin breaks and blood comes out n then a trickle of that goey yellow infection juice?

Yeah a lil like that...u do the 'maybeee s/he's young'..
'perhaps its cuz of external factors'
'it's probably not that bad'
U just squeeeeeze that positive pus outta ur pores.

Then the third stage of this process is the hardest.
You choose to remain in the realms of positive pus.

Meaning you try to believe all those maybe babies.

Then after all that if you still can't look the person in the nose or eyes...
Here's Stage 4.
You just run to God for help.
Run cuz if you jog or stroll..you may not make it in time and you will reach your POINT of Puke.
Cuz He really puts alot of weight on reconciliation procedures.
And i am certain He'll help those who seriously need some gummy beary juice to spring out of humanausea.
Unless of course you've been praying for patience and perseverance towards the homosapien world ..then you jolly well..
suck some sourplum and love the yuck factors... The waves usually pass when you choose to remain in stage 3 and lean on God... Stage 4.

This is how you vent via ranting without mentioning names situations or events .
I'm quite pleased to let my posts always remain at a babypool shallowness..
That way only the highly perceptive will have a vague clue what i may potentially be driving at.
And i am at a lower risk of drowning anyone,even those who can't swim..
hey..all you have to do is walk out the pool..
unless you fall from a high point and the pool's too shallow that the impact disjoints your neck or your head hits first and the result is a bloody chlorine pulp.
heh.

Life through the fake filter...
I reckoned I previewed the trailer this weekend.

Something gross and worse than smelly toes

2007-07-12T18:31:00.000-07:00

Just a couple of days ago I discovered something quite revolting.

Ever taken a whiff at your toothbrush?

As of last year, i've been doing a few travelling stints. Mostly for work and the likes so i've got this travel bag with all the stuff i need (and don't need) and of course one of the staple fixture is my toothbrush. Lets call it Mr Tooes.

SO Mr Tooes travelled with me everywhere. To the states, to HK, camps, Mission trips , day trips, over night rendezvous.
Mr Tooes

And cuz each time Mr tooes gets used, its just a few nights at a go, You don't really think much about it.

I mean he looks pretty nifty.

But just 2 days ago...
Mr Tooes taught me a grave, startling and nearly choking lesson

I was just squueing the last ounce of Colgate whitening tooth paste (which doesn't really whiten) and I saw Mr Tooes standing around. I couldn't find my other toothbrush so i've been using Mr Tooes for quick fixes...Anyway..It was Then i smelt something bizarre , grotesquely foul...but strangely..familiar?

I started sniffing my hands while holding onto the toothbrush and it got increasingly pungent. EUw..
Argh i feel like lurchin into puke mode just thinking about it.
Sniff trail continues...then it registered...It was the toothbrush.

Defined as: small brush; has long handle; used to clean teeth

That was the stink.

It was a giant germ nest!!! Rotting matter on seemingly white plastic bristles.
Billions of invisble bacteria on each strand.
AHHHHH
And i've ben putting that Funky SmeLLy Bristly Tooth-Cleaning device in my mouth for days.

I don't even let a hot guy get that close..
*SHudders.&.convulses*

So dear kids, don't be a smarty panty like me...and believe your inanimate objects by how they look.. Take a close whiff. Beware. I suggest you do Not do this after meals.

And..to Mr Tooes...
DUDE...You've got serious issues.
May your bacteria multiply in trash land.
White bristles.
...

Kappooots.

A Black & White : Hi Intro Please

2007-07-03T02:54:00.000-07:00

Hi My name is_____

Something funny happened at work today. Well its funny like 5 hrs later

A young colleague of mine, just got my 'presence' on his msn.

And he, despite being around for a few months,& having had many non-committal conversations with me, asked on MSN:

We haven't done our introductions yet right?

...

And he was persitent to let this eye-roll-inducing question be worthy of an answer

So there i was...At 915am in the morning with my-mug-of-mocha...

I typed in:

hi 22/f Singapore. U leh?

hahahah

The heydays of IRC

He went on to probe me for my Friendster add.

Alan if ure reading...cheers ..

Me and You & a dog named boo

2007-07-02T18:44:00.000-07:00

I can't quite think of a title for this post yet. So i'll wait up for inspiration collision.
This post is about...
Me and You...and a dog name b00
hahaha...for those of you who knows this oldie..gee you must be rather...Experienced.
There. thats a good word for old.
Alright Thats my title.

Me:

WOAHh WOAH WOAHhh
Im on a snack fast
(For the 40days fast & prayer fest of the year)
So i eat my main meals
except on days where i plan to do a meal/day fast
and for 40 days.
No Snacking.
no chippys..no lollies..no icecweam..nofries..no cuttlefish..no sourplums.
*Feeling weak*..
But hey its gotta cost a lil something.
Snacking is my perpetual appetite...constant craving
(another oldie right there..im on a roll today)
I get into work..i start snacking at 9am..Breakfast/Lunch (optional) and i snack all the way till work ends.. and then i have dinner..usually a huge one.
I never knew crankiness or hunger until now. But i got a revelation about this fast just 2 days ago. Bear with me on this ...

So, Snacking's my way of life...
There's always at least 3 kinds of lollies/junk in my Doremon bag (as Maddy calls it)
This habit has grown to be an inate and absolute part of me.
Like da bone marrowin ma bones.
Without realising ..its also become a crutch..i never quite saw it that way
Parallel up...
Its a little like sin.. or the bad habits we all have both known and unknown to the spheres around us. The hardest kinda sin/crutch/habit to get rid of is the one that sticks deep...through the ages..abit like the chicken pox scar we have...(okay la i have one on my forhead..You don't have meh). OR that sand fly bite that can resurrect again n again.And leaves a scar that seems to itch evertime its hot.

I call this breed of habits/sin/crutches
The bone marrow.
It looks ultra painful to extract. and its mightly lots of work..
(drill into ur bone and suck out the marrow:)
So in the physical im killing my crutch ..
In the emotional..im gonna aim to be n do beyond what i feel. Which honestly has been pretty tough. Just day 1 and 'MeMyself&I' is clamouring for attention.
In the spiritual...Thats where i'm expecting breakthroughs in giant waves, medium whirlpools and tiny continual ripples.For my life, my cell and the YA.

YOU:

Featuring ISAAC & GAIUS! I just got these pics. Stellar huh.

If you want to be part of YOU...PoWow! away at the Tagbox

Dog named boo:
Um..

It actually makes sense..
Dog.
My Boo.
You add in the the equations;)

Let me tell you about progression

2007-06-26T02:02:00.000-07:00

Progression is:

When you used to get frustrated when he/she/it doesn't call
Now you just call some one else / do the laundry / moisturise your legs, without a flinch.

When you totally flunked neck-isolations exercises and thought:
'maybe its cuz im too chinese and lack indian genes...'
So you hang out with cool chindian n indian frens; use cheat technics
Till you can shove that neck around like it was a separate anatomy.

When you used to snap at long nag sessions in the car(insert appropriate venues)
Now you just nod at appropriate times and insert short thoughtful & reflective insights

When your room used to be a giant mess obvious to even a partially blind eye
Now its a giant mess hidden from the roving human eye.

When you fret that people think you're perculiar and feel crummy
Now you just accept that you are perculiar, love them all, and have a chummy time.

Finally...
Progression is noticeably marked

When your boss used to buy you strange tasting bubble tea with lotsa pearls and a tiny straw.
Today you're surprised with yummy bbt with chewy pearls and 2 giant straws.

cheerios

Pictorial Post- Fragments of us: Dedi-K-ted

2007-06-26T01:58:00.000-07:00

So here we are.
A fraction of the battalion.
And the best part...

We actually like each other.

my boss got me bubble tea with pearls... and a tiny straw

2007-06-24T21:10:00.001-07:00

I just love her to bits

I Killed the DeMon. Yay!

2007-06-24T20:52:00.000-07:00

YAY!!
I managed to get rid of scary devil-head tattoo dude and replaced him with White Stars to neutralise his evilness.

Wheee.

The things that perk me on a Monday Morning.
*what have i Become*

Aite.Here goes Something

2007-06-22T00:49:00.001-07:00

So here i am in my quest to link up with my cellies (who are all avid bloggals)
haha the word 'bloggals' look bizzare.
"BLOGGALS"
haha

*Snaps-snap*

.focus please.

To link up with them i started one of this cyberspace free rent spots too ...
The only 2times i tried this whole blogsphere was when a gorgeous gal pal of mine convinced me it was something I NEEDED to do.It really helps when you're gorgeous & influential.
(Although that wasnt enough to sustain me. My blog was like an abandoned cyberspace factory within months.Maybe if you threw in some 'Benjamin Franklins on green notes' into the equation.. i'd have made it work.ha.)

And another time was when my tutor (who wears BLOGGER and MSN T-shirts to class and whose fav drama series is babylon5) decided that it would be 'neat' to hand up all our assignments and discussion reports through a blog.

So yeah, i was basically dragged through mud.
This time...its slightly different.

*Its Cell before Self*
;) right girls?

So tada...after dabbling with codes and colours..
Here's my tuff of grass for the season.

Just in case the skin's image is a tad disturbia-ish for you,
Focus on the stunted chick in green pricks with me.
Thats me right there. All 168cm of me..hunched up and ready to
Fight this nasty world of cute demons, gorgeous tattooed models and mysterious samuraiis. *Yum*

Like a Toad in Tod's

2007-06-21T21:28:00.001-07:00

Like a Swan in the swamp and a toad in Tod's .
What on earth am i doing here?

Argh.

i feel like i've done this before

2007-06-20T09:37:00.001-07:00