12:12 PM



Today marks one month since I have stopped smoking. After 12 years of regularly buying cigarettes, exluding the 1 -2 years odd of stealing cigarettes from friends and dad, I can now say, I don't smoke anymore.


The thing about smoking is, it's more a habit than anything else. It's not like cold or a cough where you need a cure, It's a definition of a culture. I don't know why but nearly all my fondest memories of lighting up involves my best friend Christina.
Chris, I miss you so much. We'd go to the point of rescuing each other so that we could smoke. During Chinese New Year especially when we can't smoke in front of the folks, we'd call each other with one clear message " get me out of the house, I need to fucking smoke".

I am someone extremely selective with who I consider my friends. I bloody hate bimbos and himbos and I am so lucky so have Chris you as my best friend. I say it then and I say it now, If i were a man, I'd definitely marry you because you are my soul mate.

I am one truly blessed bitch.. Merry X'mas old friend. I am going to be 30 and I say it now, you are I are going to be BFFs!



Ahhh Christmas, there is just a sense of nolstalgia walking around the city during Christmas time. Christmas carols - songs that I know every word by heart, lovely shiny ornaments that light up the most sombre of moods and my personal favorite - the parties. I have so many parties this year, I feel like reclaiming my old title of party chick and dumping my current title of fitness chick.


It' s been a fucking crazy two weeks, work is keeping me busy but very rewarding and my personal training course is coming to an end - boo boo! I will so miss my guru trainer Adam. I guess when they say when one door shuts another one opens. After my exam, I will be a fully qualified fitness professional. Yay Yay! In order to get some real hands on training experience, I am contemplating on teaching a free stretching class to my work mates because everybody is stressed about the economy and they do sit too long and hence fucking up their postures.


Rudi and I ran a race last week. We did pretty well and we are running in the Unicef one this week. It crossed my mind that I am pushing my self too much but on the other hand, if one doesn't constantly push the limits. How much is too much? I am definitely looking forward to the race this weekend..



There is something bugging me lately, I walk past Chater House almost everyday and I see this Armani campaign that features Takeshi Kineshiro. The thing is, I just don't fg get it, how can anyone probably a notable photographer make Takeshi look so unappealing? If you look carefully, Takeshi looked cross eyed!!#^&&% Damn Armani, you pay all that money for Takeshi to be featured wearing your clothes and he looks like that. Come on, do that man some justice. Don't know about anyone but for me, Takeshi has got to be one of the most ........................ (please fill in the blank) guys around. He looks like a vision and there is not much rumors about him getting on with different starlets. Hope he is not gay. Takeshi, call me? I think you are so hot.


Whilst there are so many books and movies written and made about women trying to understand men, I don't think enough is said about men trying to understand women. I am glad I am not a man because I think that being a man is far more difficult than being a woman.

Off the top of my mind I can think of a few reasons substantiating my argument but however the main is probably awkward situations men land themselves in because they tend to think with their dicks than their heads.

I am not just saying it for the sake of saying it but look around you, the economics of the world is that the proportion of good looking women is just so much higher than good looking men. Why is there a need for a woman to look good at all times? Please do not give me BS like I like looking good for myself, a woman knows that looking good makes her a good commodity for men. And the better looking you are, the more sought after you become.

As a matter of fact, there is so much emphasis on how a woman should look, nearly all emphasis go purely to just that. And As a direct result of this, men often find themselves fatally attracted to good looking women only to find out at a later stage that everything they deemed attractive has been offset by freakish behaviors and the lack of mental stimulation.

Over my 1 hour odd lunch today, I had a man opened his heart and spilled out everything about encounters with the very wrong kinds on me. Having been married twice, he now wants to find a way out of the second one. One may ask, if you have been married once, wouldn't you have a better idea of what they want in a wife/husband? Apparently not.

I feel sorry for people like that, they seemed to have it ingrained in their heads that the idea of happily ever after usually involves someone molded to perfection along with great personality. I found the story of my friend to be somewhat an extreme source of paradoxical parody.

He warned me before he let his guard down, that I might think of him as a very mean person if he were to reveal the reason why he had divorced his first wife. She was as frugal as frugal could be. Whenever someone asked her for a piece of tissue, she would halved it and give the person half a piece of tissue. I can't believe it. I dread to think what she does to manage household toilet paper consumption ,does she restrict the length of paper she uses? I don't know. I don't blame the poor guy one bit. Imagine being married to someone who frets about menial things like that.

After lunch I did a lot of thinking about marriages and I asked men about things women do that completely makes them flip..

Women who size them up - What car do you drive? Where do you live? Most women never ask questions innocently.

Women who nag - do this and do that. My mother is prime example.

Women who expect too much - A woman takes a man into Dior, subtlety saying, oh this is pretty bag and what she really means is, buy it for me stupid!

Women who likes the attention, play games and then leave you out in the cold.

Women who say there is nothing bothering me when they are clearly unhappy about something - We like doing that a lot don't we? Haha!