I am woman, hear me roar!

God I hate PMS! Ugh! Everything was going fine and dandy up till the point where I developed some shitass cold whilst trying to cram and digest company law statues. Argh! I put off taking meds cos I really didn’t want to be dozing off just as I was getting my groove. However it wasn’t long before I succumbed. I got sick of having to partially breathe through my mouth, the incessant sniffing and blowing my very red and sore nose. There’s no way around these dreaded colds and its a lose-lose situation. Argh!

Everything went downhill from there. I snapped at Andy when he called, and was basically a big, fat (read: water retension), grouchy, PMSing monster. (no ah nia, I’m not admitting to the ‘monster’ title your daddy bestowed upon me, not counted hor!) I think if I had looked at myself in the mirror, I might have had a mean scowl stamped on. PMS has this strange way of taking over my mind and body, and turning me into a foul tempered grump. Hate it, but I have to learn to deal with it better. I dont usually get affected by it so badly but today was really an exception. I was so bitchy its not even funny! I probably had enough rage to strangle anyone who ‘pissed’ me off, even my poor brother could sense the inner bitch. I know this because looking back, I realised he asked me to help grab his cassock and hand it to him at the front door (cos he already had his shoes on) in the sqeakiest of voices. Crap! now I feel guilty.

That aside, being a woman sure has its rotten days and I say stay clear from a PMSing one if you don’t want your head to get bitten off. I hope this hormonal overload subsides, if not, God bless!

Of crap, pie and wanderlusting.

I had a bad case of diarrhoea early this morning, which left me breaking out into cold sweat and turning pale. Upon stumbling back to my bedroom, I suddenly felt faint and couldn’t support my body weight, thereafter, crashing into a fan (almost toppling it) and causing my poor mother to jump right out of bed! You can imagine how loud the crash was.. geez. Why do such things happen to me?! Sigh. It all seems hilarious now that I look back, but I certainly hope never to experience something like this again. Well, the good part is I didn’t have to revisit the loo after taking meds so I slept like a baby and only got up at noon.

Got kinda sick da-paoing lunch from downstairs, so I decided to whip something up myself. It was one of those Martha Stewart moments where I felt all domesticated. heh. Lunch was late, but it was worth the effort and wait cos the shepherd’s pie turned out fab! It could do with a little tweaking (increase ratio of potatoes to beef, to 3:1), but nonetheless it was a pretty mean feat considering it was my first attempt. Go me!! Unfortunately I couldn’t take any pics cos the only functioning digicam is in the Netherlands with Joan. There’s definitely going to be a next time, so I promise to post pics then.

Speaking of travelling, my trip to Melbourne this July is confirmed. Flight has been booked and I’m totally psyched cos skiing’s on the itinerary! I’ve alot to look forward to, now all that’s left is to sit for the dreaded exams and get them over with. Bring it on!

Disco my ass.

I decided to give The Dance Floor a second chance, so I watched the Disco round last night on telly. It was painful to watch. However it wasn’t really the dancing  that irked me, but rather the music. Oh but this doesn’t discount the fact that most sucked at disco. (or maybe even dance in general)

It was during one team’s performance on a ’Kylie Minogue’ number when Joan said: “do you realise it’s not kylie minogue singing?” me: “erm.. OH YAH! But why?!?!!” Joan: “cos mediacorp didn’t pay for the rights to use the original…”  And that was just one out of the many remakes! It really didn’t help that they were all dreadfully sung. No wait.. they practically melted the wax in my ears. It was the equivalent of hearing tan ah lian’s rendition of Whitney’s I Have Nothing being blasted at some pasar malam. Such things should be made illegal. Bah! Channel 5 stinks.

Incredibly late, but here’s a pic anyway

New year’s eve ‘06

My latest obsession;
Clinique Happy in Bloom

Twenty Two.

  

It was a good one.
Thank you for always giving me the best,
I love you.

: )

Thank you.

Dear friends,

I truly appreciate all the care and concern given.
From the bottom of my heart, Thank you.
I’m coping, and I know I’ll be fine.

Love,
Me

Jaded.

 

Its hard to be positive when all I see is darkness.

 

Heaven on earth.

I’m still alive.