My nail posts seem to be the most popular! And when i blog about serious issue i get like, two comments. Why you all very interested in my nails meh? Seems like you all are more bimbotic than me! HOW CAN!!!666

Ok la i decided to blog about just nails from today onwards just to keep you interested. Like, oh, dear readers, two rhinestones fell off from my index fingernail today due to *ahem* scratching *ahem* and i think should change to another nail glue brand. Oh and my typing speed just reduced from 34wpm to 23. Should i file my nails again? Hmmm… read more

I finally understand why nails are called nails. Because just like nails, they can get rusty.

Rusty nails!

My gouda. I don’t know why they could become like this! It’s the ugliest thing i’ve ever seen. Maybe the nail paint covered the enamel for too long it couldn’t breathe?

I know right, i freaked out also but please don’t lecture me and tell me not to torture my nails anymore with poisonous chemical in the name of vanity. Please lo! You guys also contaminate your lungs with tobacco and your liver with alcohol, you dare talk to me about nails?!?!? Nail painting is also an addiction like smoking and drinking. At least i can do something about my rusty nails. What are you gonna do with your blackened lungs? Huh huh huh? read more

Like last year.
And last last year.
And last last last year.

P/S: Eh why everyone thinks i’m sad i’m not lo, okay. I’m just glad the whole stressful and pretentious and expen$$$$ive V’day is over! ^_^. It’s good because i can continue to love stress-free for another 364 days.

Below is what i wrote for Twentyfour7, Feb issue. Just thought it would be apt to post up pre V-day.

“Rainbow trout” sounded like something romantically delicious for the first dinner date. The truth is, the well-covered skinny, spiky bones hiding inside the tender flesh of the said fish were enough to make toothpick supply for the entire Antarctic nation.

I spent more than one hour de-boning the damn fish with my dainty fingers, trying to pick up itsy-bitsy bits of smashed meat before they fall off my fork again. I spent more time picking out tiny bones that got stuck between my molars than chewing on the fish. I hardly ate anything at all, except some cauliflower and lettuce at the side. In the end, I pushed away a plate of mess which looked like it has just been ditched by a toddler who’s done playing with, while staring monumentally embarrassed at my cute date who went out the first time with me. read more

Hahaha omg pun intended.

And i want to say it again! I really, really, reeeeeally think flowers are unnecessary.

First you cannot eat it although it looks very cheesy. Second, like, what are you gonna do with it lehhhh. It’s not that i don’t like roses. I do! Roses are my favorite! But every time i receive flowers (especially from someone significant) i go all paranoid. It’s like damn sad ok. All i can do is to watch the flowers die.

DIE!

Getting old and wrinkled day after day and eventually i’ll have to throw them away. read more

Oooooooooooomgwtfbbqdvdcnydongdongchiang.

This is juicier than my Juicy Couture. I was just sent hundreds of Edison Chen’s sex scandal photos on top of the few everyone has already seen a million times from somewhere else.

NOW ALL YOU FANS OF GILLIAN CHUNG AND CECEILIA CHEUNG WHO ARE STILL IN DENIAL THINKING IT’S ALL PHOTOSHOP WORK CAN ALL GO LANGGAR DINDING BEFORE CRYING YOURSELVES TO DEATH.

Tell la. Summore tell me it’s not real. Now you can all stop putting your idols on the pedestal. read more

Boy loves girl. Girl loves money. Boy wants to do whatever he can to keep girl happy. Girl wants to know how much boy loves girl.

Girl: If today you break up with me, you will instantly become rich like Bill Gates. Would you do it?

(Girl is prepared to hear the “why honey i will never exchange you for anything/money means nothing to me if it means i’ll lose you” bullshit)

Boy: Yea.
Girl: Why, i thought you said you love me very much.
Boy: Because i can woo you back the next day if i become rich like Bill Gates.
Girl: No, the catch is that you will never be able to be with me, ever again.
Boy: Okay.
Girl: Will you still break up with me? read more

Nah you want something CNYish give you.

This is Cijin in Kaohsiung. Feels kinda like Taipei’s Danshui, and a little like Macao! 🙂

Beautiful scenery in Cijin

Cute stray puppies

Ahahhaha thats how they translate Oishii!

Riding double bike! 😀

This is in Xi Zi Wan. My curl that time was still full and bouncy. 🙁

With Choysumhan and YY.

This is Meng Shi Dai (Dream Mall).

And Kaohsiung Eye. Hahahha! read more

If there’s anything more evil than my water heater and your boss, it is called Juicy Couture.

If there’s anything more evil than Juicy Couture, it’s called Credit Card.

The most vicious of all Devils. (Oh no, wrong. They don’t wear Prada. They wear Juicy Couture.)

The chronicle of the battle goes like this.

Juicy Couture. So nice omfgbbqdvdcny. Expensive. Let’s go. Nooo. Stayyy. I want. No cash. Nevermind. Got credit card. EXPENSIVE! But Juicy Couture!!! Nooo. Debt. Debt. DEBT!!! O.o. But Juicy Couture!!! Nooo. Yes. Noooo. YES! noooo YESSSSSSS. noooo . Yes. Yes yes YES No no no no you will regret it YES!!! YESSSSSS!!! Okay. …… . read more