my friend D just launched her new site. Head over and take a look around.
i love that girl. She truly is the inspiration for me to not give up on design. I would categorize her as a PRO when it comes to Design and is the only person i know that can turn dead, boring words into something witty and laugh-out-loud-able material.
http://scribbled.ca/
*thumbs up, props and a big high five*
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
On this Day
i ate my first bite of a vegetable in....19 years?
[[ Quick backstory: I don't eat vegetables, blah blah blah, i get naueous and sick and an automatic gag reflex when i attempt to eat veggies so its a psychological reaction blah blah blah its been like this since i was four blah blah yes my number two is fine blah blah blah the end. ]]
pwahhaha omfg this is too much. What happened was, i went to my manager's Italian resturant (Stratto Wine & Grill on Avenue Road) with the mister and their food was effing delicious. Holyshit, you know that im not kidding or exaggerating if the food was able to get me to eat veggies. this is crazy i tell uuuuuu!!!
i ordered their calamari griglia( Tossed with Olive oil, garlic, Balsamic, Kalamata olives, oven roasted tomatoes and fresh herbs with blonde frisee’....copied from their site* haha) and the sauce that it was prepared in was SO GOOD, that this was when i told myself i have to eat all the tomatoes because it would be a terrible sin to let this good sauce go to waste. So that was when i began to eat them..................amazing isnt it (the mister helped me with the sauce by dipping our dinner rolls into it...we are so big six).
pwahahaha.
Then the gnocchi alfredo i ordered and the mister lasagna was uber filling and delicious.
& & we got to have traditional Italian tiramisu (superb taste, the alcohol soaked with the cheese mmmmmm) on the house, courtesy of my manager's husband aka the owner.
i swear it was one orgasmic dish after another.
i am taking every single person i know to that restaurant (i.e. the girls, my parents, my cousin&bf, and more) not only because the food was A+++, the presentation was A+++ too (the presentation was like those dishes you see that gets prepared on the Iron Chef) but because i ate a tomato without anyone forcing me to. Okay so maybe its NOTTT that big of a deal, but seriously those whom has ate with me before, WOULD know that this is kind of a big deal for me so
BE PROUD OF ME PEOPLE.
giggle giggles. i know i suck.....and fat from the calorie explosion.
but LETS DO IT AGAIN SOOOOON muahahah *thumbs up*
the mister and i before dinner @ starbucks. look at how big my cheeks are!
###
Edit: Ok its like 2 hours later and i still feel bloated. i feel like i downed a bottle of cream and im not digesting and its almost my bedtime. yuckiness.
do not try this kids......even though it was pretty amazing. haha
[[ Quick backstory: I don't eat vegetables, blah blah blah, i get naueous and sick and an automatic gag reflex when i attempt to eat veggies so its a psychological reaction blah blah blah its been like this since i was four blah blah yes my number two is fine blah blah blah the end. ]]
pwahhaha omfg this is too much. What happened was, i went to my manager's Italian resturant (Stratto Wine & Grill on Avenue Road) with the mister and their food was effing delicious. Holyshit, you know that im not kidding or exaggerating if the food was able to get me to eat veggies. this is crazy i tell uuuuuu!!!
i ordered their calamari griglia( Tossed with Olive oil, garlic, Balsamic, Kalamata olives, oven roasted tomatoes and fresh herbs with blonde frisee’....copied from their site* haha) and the sauce that it was prepared in was SO GOOD, that this was when i told myself i have to eat all the tomatoes because it would be a terrible sin to let this good sauce go to waste. So that was when i began to eat them..................amazing isnt it (the mister helped me with the sauce by dipping our dinner rolls into it...we are so big six).
pwahahaha.
Then the gnocchi alfredo i ordered and the mister lasagna was uber filling and delicious.
& & we got to have traditional Italian tiramisu (superb taste, the alcohol soaked with the cheese mmmmmm) on the house, courtesy of my manager's husband aka the owner.
i swear it was one orgasmic dish after another.
i am taking every single person i know to that restaurant (i.e. the girls, my parents, my cousin&bf, and more) not only because the food was A+++, the presentation was A+++ too (the presentation was like those dishes you see that gets prepared on the Iron Chef) but because i ate a tomato without anyone forcing me to. Okay so maybe its NOTTT that big of a deal, but seriously those whom has ate with me before, WOULD know that this is kind of a big deal for me so
BE PROUD OF ME PEOPLE.
giggle giggles. i know i suck.....and fat from the calorie explosion.
but LETS DO IT AGAIN SOOOOON muahahah *thumbs up*
the mister and i before dinner @ starbucks. look at how big my cheeks are!###
Edit: Ok its like 2 hours later and i still feel bloated. i feel like i downed a bottle of cream and im not digesting and its almost my bedtime. yuckiness.
do not try this kids......even though it was pretty amazing. haha
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
MJ
Even though i am kind of contradicting what i am about to say by blogging about it in the first place, but its okay because i know i am contradicting myself.
For the past two and a half weeks, the entertainment and paparazzi world has focused their attention to Michael Jackson's death. Every single channel, news feed, paper, magazine, gossip site, radio has either been either covering the story, playing his music, or both and basically amplifying his death. This is probably a "good" thing for other celebrities (i.e. Kate Gosslin) because it means they probably got a 2 week break away from the paparazzi because they all flew to LA to cover the MJ death.
Adding on to some of the points my cousin brought up on the subject of ".....why didn't people appreciate him when he was alive!!??? the same people who are mourning him now were making fun of him when he was alive!" YES, point well made. To top that off, the mediais blowing things out of proportions re: how he died, why he died, is he really the daddy to his children, the content of his will, his memorial, etc. -- the heck?
I was never a MJ fan. I dont know his music, i dont know anything about his career aside from all the tainted negetive gossip that surrounds him. Its quite terrible that I am only interested in him because of all the gossip that the media generates. I don't really careee about it in general but like i said, i am only following this because of all the coverage and gossip that spruce out of the topic.
Moving onto the original reason why i wanted to blog about MJ. Today was his memorial/funeral and people coined it as "Bigger than Elvis & Princess Diana's death". I, would coin it as "Joe-Jackson (his pa)-and-LA's-Money-Making" event more than anything else. Seriously, it was a circus (there were elephants and horses clearing the roads) followed by an awesome concert feat. Mariah Carey, Jennifer Hudson, John Meyer (random!? hes not even black!), Lionel Ritchie, etc. with sidewalk booths selling MJ tshirts, cups and lawn chairs. Tsk tsk, talk about lack of respect. The LA authorities should fine these people for making money off of a FUNERAL event. I dont think people should even compare this event to Princess Di's memorial because from what i remember, hers was classy, tasteful, and respectable. You can actually feel the sadness sweep through the crowd as her casket was driven away. Even though i didnt watch the MJ memorial myself, i can imagine it being like a big concert.
Facebook and CNN did a collaborative "interactive" event again (the first being Obama's Inauguration....which i was part of) where we could have watched the event live and be able to change our status in accordance to the side conversations that went on....as we were suppose to mourn the loss of "the greatest entertainer". According to a few sites, there were 500,000+ status updates and was estimated that it would total one million at the end of the day. Greattttttttt, one million RIP postings.
Perhaps some would think i am contributing to this distasteful coverage by blogging about it but like i mentioned in my first sentence, i know im contridicting myself but its alright because i say so and because from the start i admit im a big gossip girl, and not fake like a lot of those "mourners" out there.
the end of rant. period.
oh and im super excited about Harry Potter 6. tehehehe One week countdown! && my "label" cloud code worked on my first try. YESHH, to me. Now i have a semi-wannabe WordPress blog!
For the past two and a half weeks, the entertainment and paparazzi world has focused their attention to Michael Jackson's death. Every single channel, news feed, paper, magazine, gossip site, radio has either been either covering the story, playing his music, or both and basically amplifying his death. This is probably a "good" thing for other celebrities (i.e. Kate Gosslin) because it means they probably got a 2 week break away from the paparazzi because they all flew to LA to cover the MJ death.
Adding on to some of the points my cousin brought up on the subject of ".....why didn't people appreciate him when he was alive!!??? the same people who are mourning him now were making fun of him when he was alive!" YES, point well made. To top that off, the mediais blowing things out of proportions re: how he died, why he died, is he really the daddy to his children, the content of his will, his memorial, etc. -- the heck?
I was never a MJ fan. I dont know his music, i dont know anything about his career aside from all the tainted negetive gossip that surrounds him. Its quite terrible that I am only interested in him because of all the gossip that the media generates. I don't really careee about it in general but like i said, i am only following this because of all the coverage and gossip that spruce out of the topic.
Moving onto the original reason why i wanted to blog about MJ. Today was his memorial/funeral and people coined it as "Bigger than Elvis & Princess Diana's death". I, would coin it as "Joe-Jackson (his pa)-and-LA's-Money-Making" event more than anything else. Seriously, it was a circus (there were elephants and horses clearing the roads) followed by an awesome concert feat. Mariah Carey, Jennifer Hudson, John Meyer (random!? hes not even black!), Lionel Ritchie, etc. with sidewalk booths selling MJ tshirts, cups and lawn chairs. Tsk tsk, talk about lack of respect. The LA authorities should fine these people for making money off of a FUNERAL event. I dont think people should even compare this event to Princess Di's memorial because from what i remember, hers was classy, tasteful, and respectable. You can actually feel the sadness sweep through the crowd as her casket was driven away. Even though i didnt watch the MJ memorial myself, i can imagine it being like a big concert.
Facebook and CNN did a collaborative "interactive" event again (the first being Obama's Inauguration....which i was part of) where we could have watched the event live and be able to change our status in accordance to the side conversations that went on....as we were suppose to mourn the loss of "the greatest entertainer". According to a few sites, there were 500,000+ status updates and was estimated that it would total one million at the end of the day. Greattttttttt, one million RIP postings.
Perhaps some would think i am contributing to this distasteful coverage by blogging about it but like i mentioned in my first sentence, i know im contridicting myself but its alright because i say so and because from the start i admit im a big gossip girl, and not fake like a lot of those "mourners" out there.
the end of rant. period.
oh and im super excited about Harry Potter 6. tehehehe One week countdown! && my "label" cloud code worked on my first try. YESHH, to me. Now i have a semi-wannabe WordPress blog!
Monday, July 6, 2009
Great.
"To dream that someone is shooting you with a gun, suggests that you are experiencing some confrontation in your waking life. You may feel victimized in some situation."
"To dream that you feel fear, indicates that your achievements will not be as successful as you had anticipated. You are experiencing anxieties in various aspects of your life. The key to overcoming your fear is to discuss them and deal with them openly."
"To dream that you feel fear, indicates that your achievements will not be as successful as you had anticipated. You are experiencing anxieties in various aspects of your life. The key to overcoming your fear is to discuss them and deal with them openly."
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Like the New Look?
I finally did it and got off of my lazy arse and changed my blog look.
The background is still pretty off and theres a couple of bugs and kinks here and there, but l'll come around to changing and fixing it all soon.
Funny that i took the time to do this but neglected to do more important things i.e. buy a domain name and set things up with D. (sorry sorry! i will get back to u on fb soooon soooon) lol
Enjoy~?
Some thoughts:
Okay time for sleepy time because just like that, a new week begins.
The background is still pretty off and theres a couple of bugs and kinks here and there, but l'll come around to changing and fixing it all soon.
Funny that i took the time to do this but neglected to do more important things i.e. buy a domain name and set things up with D. (sorry sorry! i will get back to u on fb soooon soooon) lol
Enjoy~?
Some thoughts:
- I finally watched Transformers 4 and i agree with every other male (and some female) organism on this planet that Megan Fox is three words: HOT, RAW, SEX. That of course, is another topic for me to rant about on another day lol but wow, she is SEXXXX.
- Twin just told me on MSN that TWO of her friends are newly engaged and both whomwhich were proposed to this month. I officially declare this to be PROPOSAL month because EVERYONE IS GETTING ENGAGED. I say its the influence of that movie (the Proposal) but other than that, i think its time for all you people whom i know that are dating- TO GET ENGAGED so i can have an engagement party to attend.
- I have the sniffles. Boooooos.
- I am SO excited about Harry Potter 6. It looks SO good, i really hope it lives up to its trailer. I have good feelings about this movie. Time to prep for it by re-reading the book for the seventh-ish again!!!
- Other movies that still has/has my interest: G.I.JOE, the Last AirBender, Daybreakers, Amelia (Probably DL), My Sister's Keeper, Angels&Demons (Waiting patiently for the Mister to finish the book) and Inglorious Bastards (Probably DL as well)
- I bought these super awesome 0.4 point pens and pretty file folders @ chapters for 75% off and they look so pretty on my desk....now i just gotta make my desk look pretty.
- Note to self: Buy more make-up cotton pads and do nails because fingers look naked without color
Okay time for sleepy time because just like that, a new week begins.
Friday, July 3, 2009
So Much to Do, So Little Time
I have been busy-ing myself with a little side project (which i coined as Operation Special Project...so unoriginal i know) that started out as something fun and i had plans for it to progressively evolve into something more serious in the future. Now, i have plans to began to actually structure this project and turn it into something more serious and potentially change my career direction (again)....OR it can remain as something on the side, depending on how much success and interest I still have in Operation Special Project in a month or two. I am hoping with D's (thanks mindtrip!!!! =D ) assistance in my project it will be go smoothly and a little faster because she is amazingly talented and i cant wait to learn more things from her. I wonder has anyone figured out what im doing yet. I'll reveal what it is once I actually have results (even though I think its kind of obvious and very boring to some).
That's one thing.
Anyways so apart from needing to do all that, i still want to change the layout to this blog but (like my cousin haha) i have been SO lazy and im still not motivated enough to figure out how the HTML works for Blogspot. I dont know about others, but their templates are so long and tiresome to look at that it just tires me out as im scrolling through the lengthy codes. I suppose people can peek at what im working on if you go to my Experimental Charms page. There's not much to peek at though. Peeking is only worth fun when there something worth looking at lol
That's two things.
The other day i stepped on my scale and i did NOT like what i saw haha Clearly my plan to "maintain" my weight (no gain, no loss) is not working. Also i've noticed in the past year, my body has morphed itself into a pear shape. To explain that in greater detail, it basically means i can buy shirts in size S-M, or size 6-8, simple enough. Ha when i buy skirts (especially pants), i explode to a mighty size 12? 14? size L-XL? Which is why i dont like wearing jeans anymore and opt for black cotton pants or dresses/skirts. Its even more noticeable in pictures, it makes me very sad and makes my shopping trips very annoying because sales people tend to recommend what they think would fit my upper body......and become "surprised" when my behind doesnt fit into it. Sweet (and polite) of them to think i can fit into a smaller size, but a big waste of my time because it takes me twice as long to figure out what size i need. big boourns to my lower body. Anyhoo moving on, My cousin basically inspired me to go sign up for the Gym, and i probably will join next week. Hopefully because of this monthly fee, it would inspire me to make good use of my membership and i can perhaps thin out this pear-shape body of mine into i dunno, a kiwi or something because wanting to be like thin like a banana is being greedy (......I dont know why i am making references to fruits). It also means a couple of my evenings will be dedicated to gyming which decoys me from doing other things.
That's three things now.
There's also like a tonne of miscellaneous things i need to do such as iron all my clothes (my boss hates wrinkles), read up on how to improve on Copywriting, clear out my room/decorate it with the stuff the mister got me for Vday this year (i dont think i ever mentioned, but he got me all these things i wanted from IKEA for Valentines Day instead of flowers and teddybears because he's not very fond of things that dies and things that collect dust), reorganize my ipod *cough lx's ipod that i stole cough*, develop all four years worth of GCM pictures & formal+convocation pics to be framed.
Four, five, six, seven, eight things!!!!!
Gahhhhh. Whoa, thank god for Blogspot's AUTOSAVE because i freaking hit the [BACK] button just now and could have potentially lost all that junk and rant i wrote just now. Kudos to blogspot! But back to my original though, i was just going to say: see what i mean by having so much to do, and having so little time to do it all (efficiently)?
*thumbs up*
Oh and today, i went to get my trial pair of contact lenses and can you say EPIC FAIL in giant captital letters?!!? omfg, as ive already tweeted about it- it was the most tortureous experience i ever had to endure. I really dont know how all you contact lense-wearing people can do it so naturally, but big ups to ALL OF YOU because holy shit it was such a terrible and frustrating experience. I sat at the back of the store for a good hour and a half and was only able to put them on and wear them ONCE for ten minutes (yes the sales lady PUT THEM ON ME for me, it was not at all my victory) before attempting to take them off myself which took a grueling half an hour. Than when she told me to do it myself, i seriously sat there for a good hour trying to put them on myself. It was horrific and i teared up so much and kept on pushing on my eye-area so much that all my concealor and eyeliner actually was gone by the end (terrible makeup mess) when i totally gave up. I told the lady l'll come in on Monday with the boyfriend (as a contact-lense wearing supporter and perhaps, teacher) to try again, i pray it will be better. sighs.
Or maybe me and the "unknown" were not meant to be?
or maybe simply, me and sunglasses were not meant to be.
*thumbs down and sad face*
That's one thing.
Anyways so apart from needing to do all that, i still want to change the layout to this blog but (like my cousin haha) i have been SO lazy and im still not motivated enough to figure out how the HTML works for Blogspot. I dont know about others, but their templates are so long and tiresome to look at that it just tires me out as im scrolling through the lengthy codes. I suppose people can peek at what im working on if you go to my Experimental Charms page. There's not much to peek at though. Peeking is only worth fun when there something worth looking at lol
That's two things.
The other day i stepped on my scale and i did NOT like what i saw haha Clearly my plan to "maintain" my weight (no gain, no loss) is not working. Also i've noticed in the past year, my body has morphed itself into a pear shape. To explain that in greater detail, it basically means i can buy shirts in size S-M, or size 6-8, simple enough. Ha when i buy skirts (especially pants), i explode to a mighty size 12? 14? size L-XL? Which is why i dont like wearing jeans anymore and opt for black cotton pants or dresses/skirts. Its even more noticeable in pictures, it makes me very sad and makes my shopping trips very annoying because sales people tend to recommend what they think would fit my upper body......and become "surprised" when my behind doesnt fit into it. Sweet (and polite) of them to think i can fit into a smaller size, but a big waste of my time because it takes me twice as long to figure out what size i need. big boourns to my lower body. Anyhoo moving on, My cousin basically inspired me to go sign up for the Gym, and i probably will join next week. Hopefully because of this monthly fee, it would inspire me to make good use of my membership and i can perhaps thin out this pear-shape body of mine into i dunno, a kiwi or something because wanting to be like thin like a banana is being greedy (......I dont know why i am making references to fruits). It also means a couple of my evenings will be dedicated to gyming which decoys me from doing other things.
That's three things now.
There's also like a tonne of miscellaneous things i need to do such as iron all my clothes (my boss hates wrinkles), read up on how to improve on Copywriting, clear out my room/decorate it with the stuff the mister got me for Vday this year (i dont think i ever mentioned, but he got me all these things i wanted from IKEA for Valentines Day instead of flowers and teddybears because he's not very fond of things that dies and things that collect dust), reorganize my ipod *cough lx's ipod that i stole cough*, develop all four years worth of GCM pictures & formal+convocation pics to be framed.
Four, five, six, seven, eight things!!!!!
Gahhhhh. Whoa, thank god for Blogspot's AUTOSAVE because i freaking hit the [BACK] button just now and could have potentially lost all that junk and rant i wrote just now. Kudos to blogspot! But back to my original though, i was just going to say: see what i mean by having so much to do, and having so little time to do it all (efficiently)?
*thumbs up*
Oh and today, i went to get my trial pair of contact lenses and can you say EPIC FAIL in giant captital letters?!!? omfg, as ive already tweeted about it- it was the most tortureous experience i ever had to endure. I really dont know how all you contact lense-wearing people can do it so naturally, but big ups to ALL OF YOU because holy shit it was such a terrible and frustrating experience. I sat at the back of the store for a good hour and a half and was only able to put them on and wear them ONCE for ten minutes (yes the sales lady PUT THEM ON ME for me, it was not at all my victory) before attempting to take them off myself which took a grueling half an hour. Than when she told me to do it myself, i seriously sat there for a good hour trying to put them on myself. It was horrific and i teared up so much and kept on pushing on my eye-area so much that all my concealor and eyeliner actually was gone by the end (terrible makeup mess) when i totally gave up. I told the lady l'll come in on Monday with the boyfriend (as a contact-lense wearing supporter and perhaps, teacher) to try again, i pray it will be better. sighs.
Or maybe me and the "unknown" were not meant to be?
or maybe simply, me and sunglasses were not meant to be.
*thumbs down and sad face*
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