✿ cJ ✿

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someone ate up my comments TuT

it freaked me out a little today..

ALL THE COMMENTS ON MY BLOG DISAPPEARED!

all except the latest comment by Bevlyn (yes i remember your expertise with matchsticks, something i still cannot handle now TuT)

anyways, with or without randomly disappearing comments in my blog, life has to go on!

teabiscuit bought me a small bouquet of flowers today.

that’s his way of thanking me for vacuuming the floor he walks on, scrubbing the bathroom tiles he showers on, washing the toilet bowl he shits on, changing the bedsheets he sleeps and fucks on, dusting the desk he surfs the Internet on, washing all the cups / bowls / plates / cutlery he uses..

thanks dear, i will make sure you continue to pay for the petrol & food & movies & your own DS/PSP/XBOX/Wii/PC games & comics & random magazines X’D

i sounds like an angsty housewife :’D (but you know i am not because i am working full-time in a local startup company)

anyways, i hope you don’t mind a wife who can’t stop whining about doing housework because even if you do, there’s nothing much i’m gonna do about it!

Happy anniversary, i love you <3

~ P&J purchases ~

i bought random stuff from P&J last weekend and got these freebies!!

pretty printed umbrella

large shoulder bag. teabiscuit says this is the nicest P&J bag i have so far.. and i totally agree!! i mean, look at this picture, this bag even matches the colour of my furniture and wall!! (pssst… summer person, pls ask your mum to buy this for you so we can have matching bags once again!!)

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sometimes i just wanna be a carpenter!!

last weekend, i carried my trusty old sewing machine all the way from my mother’s place back.

BUT I HAD NO TABLE TO PUT IT!!

so off i went to ikea.. and bought the cutest table (coffee table) and chair (children’s chair).. after less than 30 minutes of assembling (ikea furniture is so idiot-proof i’m aspiring to be a carpenter person when i grow up..)..

we’re like the new best friends!

we look cool even from a human being’s height!

of course, let’s not get too carried away by the cute-ness of the pair. the table and chair were bought so that i have a place to put my sewing machine. and i did not carry that heavy piece of stuff all the way from bukit panjang to use it as a display.

thus, an unbelievable two hours was spent on making a simple lined bag. i spent wasted more time unpicking the mistakes, and figuring out how to adjust the tension and other mysterious knobs on the machine. after many many tries, i decided to give up on fanciful decorative stitches and just finish the bag with plain old grandma’s stitch :’D

behold cj’s first usable bag!

a peek at the inside (it’s just a peek because there is nothing fancy inside, except for the fabric, which mum bought for me to practise on 7 years ago.

i’m really loving my hobby room now.. i think i need another table to hold my beads and wires. perhaps i should get another coffee table? hah..

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我的第一次。。*blush*

this monday (26 May) was the first (month) wedding anniversary of tb and cj.

but being the typical not-so-lucky citizen of the little red dot, tb had to report for in-camp-training for THREE fucking weeks just after our honeymoon. this totally dashed our hopes of having non-stop protected sex to celebrate this holy matrimony

yes, in case you kaypo aunties didn’t know, my ultimate goal in life is to be a sex machine *poses smugly with hands on waist while thrusting out the pelvic bone, displaying magnificent xjj djj for all to see* < — this paragraph is crapshit

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being all alone at home and sick of the food sold in the various coffeeshops in the vicinity, cj finally plucked the courage to cook a packet of instant noodles, all by herself.

history: i have been afraid of fire all my life. when i was staying with my parents, i would beg my papa, ah chun, or the maid to turn on the stove for me if i ever had to cook / boil water. also, after papa passed away i stopped eating fruits because he wasn’t there to cut fruits for me and serve them in a little plate with a fork so that i didn’t have to dirty my fingers :’(

anyway, my first anniversary was also the first time i cooked something for myself since i married the tb and i am so glad i was alone at home because i swear any eye witnesses would have died laughing at me or simply died from gas poisoning X’D anyhow, i wouldn’t wanna deal with ugly corpses (anyone who laughs at me IS ugly, by law of nature) on my wedding anniversary, even if it’s just a one-month anniversary.

it took me a friggin 15~20 tries before i got the bloody fire started.

and no, i wasn’t using a primitive fire starter on dry twigs / charcoal.

i was so scared of the stove that i backed off the moment the fire was started, leaving the hob there, happily farting out smelly combustible gas. at every 5th or 6th try, the kitchen would start to smell rather toxic and i had to randomly walk around the living room while waiting for the gas to disperse..

anyway, i finally succeeded after persevering for about ten minutes and cooked my first bowl of instant noodles in my new house.

it tasted so good i don’t believe i’m doing programming for a living. i should seriously think about selling cooked instant noodles :’D

*satisfied grin*

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random P&J GWPs

this pretty pink pouch comes with a load of goodies! you get miniatures of your favourite moisture lotion, light cleansing milk, cleansing milk, whitening emulsion, primer SPF 30, foundation primer SPF15++, creamy foundation, moisturizing compact foundation. you also get a full-sized foundation cream during the isetan sale!

oh and the pink pouch looks like an innocent floral-printed pouch but the pictures actually contain raunchy scenes of tigers trying to procreate!

hahaha… life is so random!

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lonely afternoon..

question: what can a married woman do on a lonely saturday afternoon??

answer: make random pretty things!

matching handphone accessories for the neo sisters!!

random necklace

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pretty things i have to show off no matter what

this is the most special ang bao i received for my wedding, lovingly made by my colleague Ms Ho Kiau Gu a.k.a. 何翘菇

it opens up to a pretty pretty decorated interior and new notes folded into the shape of everyone’s favourite alphabet - X

matching mickey mouse handbags for the neo sisters!

i bought four pairs of shoes from japan!! the white heels cost about 1.7k while the rest were only 700 each!

my miniature beauty counter is finally set up! the lamp is battery-operated and lights up when the switch is pressed! the grandfather clock looks blurry because there is a hello kitty rocking below! it’s really cute and even comes with this year’s calendar!

below the miniature beauty counter is a tiny boutique displaying shoes, bags, hats, and random clothes !!

alright i gotta go rest now.. one more day to the weekend!!

p/s: i can’t wait to have curtains cos it’s bloody hot now and i need something to keep out the UV rays etc etc..

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the day after..

yesterday was possibly the worst most tiring day of my life!!

besides enduring tremendous hunger while salivating at the delicious-looking food everyone was piling on their plates, i almost suffocated from wearing dresses that are too tight for comfort. what’s worse? the weather was so good that any sun-worshipper would gladly strip off everything and lie down anywhere for a good suntan.

in fact, we saw a really nice blue sky in the morning, in the afternoon, and again in the late afternoon.

the bridal car in traditional hot pink!

my beautiful sisters X’D

my real sister!! thanks ah chun, you’re the BEST!!! Happy Birthday, PAT! <3

L to R: Xinyao, the groom, the bride, guest singer Ah Zhu Jie, Bevlyn, Ein Ein

i ate two slices of bread with a cup of coffee at 6.15am, drank a cup of milo at 4.30pm, and ate a bowl of sharks’ fin at about 9pm.

thus, i was on the verge of fainting when we got home. tb quickly prepared dinner while i bathed and this was what he came up with.. instant noodles with braised abalone, cereal prawns, big mushrooms, random vegetables, luncheon meat.

我真的嫁对人了！我想我以后应该不愁没有东西吃了！谢谢，老公 <3

something really stewpig happened during the dinner too. after an embarrassing YUM SENG at my colleagues’ table, the groom and i ran off without drinking the special concoction they made for us (sorry babes, but i hate such stupid things, i think i offended the groom’s colleagues with my black face but wtf it’s my wedding, wth makes them think that i would drink the shitty drink they claimed was delicious. in fact, i told his random female guest coldly “if it’s so delicious, why don’t you drink it yourself?” very bad of me but i don’t wanna pretend that i like such things. having a sit-down dinner is already quite a stretch on my limits my dears, dun test the tension or i will snap.)

anyway, as i was running away from imaginary enemies, tb stepped on my dress (GASP!) and i jerked back, turned around wanting to scream at him and as he was lunging forward from the momentum, our heads collided and instantly i could see a burst of colours before my eyes as the sound of Twinkle Little Stars echoed in my head.. i wonder how many people saw that but when i checked with Ernest the videographer, i was disappointed to hear that he didn’t capture the collision TuT

for those who have seen the wedding video, the background music is my favourite song, by my favourite band — Orange Range (pronounced Orenji Renji) you can click here for the MTV, original and translated (english) lyrics.

thanks for everything, babes!

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for my dearest teabiscuit

p/s: this is the last time i’m blogging as an unwedded person, so just STFU and take in all the mushy things i can think of.

亲爱的，我真开心， 终于可以嫁给你，天天和你在一起。你是我最心爱的“猪油渣“， 虽然肥腻， 但少了你，生活就少了味道。。

P/S: i know “猪油渣“ is my nick and not yours but what the heck, i’m the one who’s blogging X’D haha!!

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just feel like swearing (it’s been a long long time.. )

fuck the fucking fucksters.

i still don’t feel better. maybe i should just die and the Internet will be a more child-friendly place to wander in.

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Se7en Things About Me

damn. the tough part is not coming up with seven random facts about myself. it’s coming up with seven friends with public blogs. thus, i’ve decided that enough is enough. this has been in my drafts for more than a month (just ask inoriz!!) and if i still don’t post it i think i’ll get itchy ass for as long as it sits in my draft folder.

Seven things about me:

the eating machine
this is one thing i cannot stand about myself. if i could cut my daily calorie intake by half, i could regain my 45kg petite frame in no time X’D why?! why must i have an appetite that is bigger than a pregnant woman’s? why must i be born with an overactive stomach that churns out acids at random hours. if the rest of me could work as hard, i could be a director of my department now.

let’s see what i did today ok?
10.30am - woke up from beauty sleep
11.00am - ATE mushroom chicken horfun at coffeeshop. FINISHED up everything because i was HUNGRY (i always always always wake up hungry. i think people who go without breakfast are freaks)
12.00pm - started shopping with mum
1.00pm - ATE lunch (seafood noodles) because i was HUNGRY. teabiscuit rolled his eyes when he heard the magic word again but he didn’t want to be left out so he bought a bowl of sinful bak chor mee and joined in the fat-gaining activity.
3.00pm - ATE popiah because i was HUNGRY again. this time, teabiscuit did not eat TuT
5.00pm - ATE pancake and drank soya milk because i was fainting from HUNGER.
6.30pm - ATE a bowl of greasy ajisen nankotsu ramen (finished everything up). i was so full that i had difficulty walking with a straight back.

p/s: i am having an overactive gastric now, i normally take 3 small meals a day, especially when it gets really busy at work.

the fast-shitter
only losers spend 30 minutes in the loo. people who bring newspapers/magazines/storybooks/manga into toilets are downright dirty and selfish. this is also why i don’t lend my manga to others. you never know where your *friends* bring your beloved collection to.. and it’s not safe to use the sniff test because my nose is…

the retarded nose
my nose is so retarded my colleagues could detect fresh poo from 10 metres away while i can happily walk into a freshly-pooped-on toilet without noticing any strange smells. i blame it on my lousy nose which is allergic to dust, cold air, and ugly people. so the next time you see me sneezing while you’re approaching me, it may not be the new perfume you’re wearing. *hint* - check out the mirror..

the acid tongue
i am a mean mean mean bitch. but so what?

the cheapo
i may be the cheapo-est human being ever.

i like to buy dental floss from bangkok just to save a few cents (it’s not the amount, it’s the shiok-ness of saving monies). i wear cheap clothes from everywhere, i don’t buy branded stuff, i get a real high when i buy my jeans from lelong bins. my giordano jeans cost $22 each and my levis jeans cost less than $100 each. i have countless free bags from P&J. i buy P&J just to collect their free gifts. i wear cheap URS shoes. my haircut is cheap (which explains why everyone is asking me to do something about it, but i don’t give a damn because i don’t look into mirrors i’m not the one having to deal with the state of my hair so just deal with it etc etc etc). i sign up for manicures and pedicures, gym memberships because i think i save money by doing so (when i don’t really use them). i buy cheap ikea furniture for my study room. i buy discounted games.

i eat cheap (unless someone else is paying for it)

the 三分钟热度
i get really addicted to something, and then before you know it, i’m sick of it already. for example, after playing DS for so long, the only game i completed was FF3. i also completed another game Trace Memory, but it’s because the game was too short and i was playing it during the exam period (usually, game progresses much faster during exam period, just ask any student you know)

the lame
i am so lame sometimes i have to sweep up the goosebumps because my words are too much for those around me (冷到～)

SE7EN PEOPLE I’M TAGGING:

i’m going to break the rules and suffer the consequences (whatever it may be!) because i don’t want to tag people who don’t know me and i don’t want to tag people who knows me but who doesn’t want to be tagged!!

i can’t tag anyone because only my imaginary friend has a real blog; all my real friends have imaginary blogs X’D

anyway in case you are randomly reading this, you own a blog, and you wanna be tagged or whatever, please feel free to keep the ball rolling~~ cj loves you!!!

THE RULES:

1. Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
4. Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.