The most important thing I realized is that painful breakups, unrequited love, shitty jobs and the like help us to BUILD CHARACTER and that no matter how bad it feels, we are much better off because of it. Sometimes you have to stand alone to make sure you can. Forget what you want to remember what you deserve.You may not end up where you thought you'd be, but you'll always end up where you were meant to be. You can either let these bad things, define you, destroy you or strengthen you. Fight through it like a warrior. Greater things are to come.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Pear Yogurt Tastes like Medicine


A conversation between LX and i tonight.

Me: The Girls and I are planning on clubbing on Sun-Mon Morning, i booked a hotel for us today
lx: What about me?
Me: Oh...... you are doing your own thing
lx: Why?
Me: Because it's a Girls Night *lol*
lx: But I won't be in the way
Me: it's only the girls lol, JY won't be there
lx: I won't be in the way. i promise (okay i might have imagined this part haha)
Me: lol i know you won't but its only girls. Even J won't be there
lx: Maybe J and JY will come if i was there
Me: But its GIRLS NIGHT =___='''

- The mister is such a dork sometimes.
i think only my cousin would see the cuteness/comedic nature in this convo. haha

Tuesday, September 1, 2009


"I believe in pink.
I believe that laughing
is the best calorie burner.
I believe in kissing, kissing a lot.
I believe in being strong when
everything seems to be going wrong.
I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls.
I believe that tomorrow is another day and
I believe in miracles."

- Audrey Hepburn


No wonder girls of all ages, all generations idolizes her.

I finally get why. It clicked after reading that line.

I'm currently having a terrible evening (i'm sorry for being so bitter on twitter)
I don't know why but after seeing that balloon picture i feel a little bit better. The picture makes me feel hopeful and light, instead of that heavy feeling i carried with me as i took my "cooling down" walk up and down Steeles.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

karma

holy crap
as i did my usual stalkings tonight i came across and realized/noticed something.

What goes around, Comes around

I mean, it is kind of obvious and so cliche but holyshit @#$% seriously. Better watch/edit what you say because karma will come back and bite you in the ass.
In my case, it came back and bit mine. If you're interested, ask me about it.

gah. FAK.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

where are you oh-interesting blogs

its so hard to find a good blog to read nowadays
no wonder i'm lacking inspiration


oh and i dreamt tall j and jennut turned me into a vampire last night (because they were both vampires). i think Twilight has finally caught up with my dreams since i've been re-reading Eclipse and now Breaking Dawn. sighs. Too bad it wasn't Edward Cullen that bit me. i think that would have been more of an erotic dream more than anything else. giggle giggle kekekeke. SIGHS.


dammit. lol i need to see more people instead of socializing with vampires...on paper and in my brain.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Hermit-Mode

I was looking through some of my pictures on facebook during my "break" today and noticed how much nicer my skin was a year or two ago. It was literally pimple-free, pores looked minimized and blemish-free, hmm maybe a few freckles here and there- something i can totally cope with. Today, my face is oily, blotchy, red, full of pimples and worst of all- scars and blemishes all over my cheeks. I am not exaggerating either (seeing i have a tendency to) but i'm almost confident that people do notice a change but are just polite and not bring it up in fear it might hurt my feelings (it probably will, so please don't mention it because i don't like it when people state the obvious).

The other day when i was spending time with my lonesome self, i decided to go and get a "Deep Cleansing Facial" at a spa. I've never been one to actively suggest going to get a facial or anything like that but i don't know what got into me and thought why not....i'm bored, LX was on-call for cooking and doing chores (while his parents partied lol) and i had a couple of bucks to spare.

Anyways so i got that, and kind of regret it the moment i looked in the mirror. The lady didn't exactly "explain" to me what she was going to do to my face but rather just emphasized the benefits of getting it. Clearly i was sold thus i told her to go ahead. She did the usual cleansing, steaming, exfoliation, EXTRACTION and so on. Yeah, um i forgot to ask exactly what was a facial "extraction" until she began poking and probing my face with her "Pimple-Killing" tools which consisted of a pimple-poking needle and some other smaller contraption that was used to push against my skin until the "stuff" from underneath my skin would explode onto the surface. It was the most painful thing my face has ever endured to a point i wanted to cry but i told myself- this will work, this will "help" clear my face. In the middle of the extraction she mentioned that my face will be pretty "Swollen" and "Red" but that's normal after the extraction/facial. Okay, as if the red warning flags weren't waving frantically and my inner minions weren't screaming CAUTION already- i told myself that it will be okay, i just need to live through this and i can have clear skin b/c I am pretty desperate right now. No doubt after the facial was complete my skin was SUPER smooth and soft but the red, blotchy spots were just TERRIBLE and alarming. Its only been a couple a days and it has SOMEWHAT calmed down, but the spots are still there. I am PRAYING to the higher being that this will really work and it will all be "calmed down" by next week.

I guess what this whole bitch rant/whine comes down to is, people (whether guys or girls) really shouldn't take "good" skin for-granted. Through highschool (aside from the early adolescent years) and the first few years of university, i thought i was blessed with good skin. Good skin that didn't need all that cleansing shit and lotion, and such good skin, friends would tell me i have "perfect" skin and i should shut my trap whenever i complained about a pimple on my chin. I took it for-granted and now its taken away from me due to my lack of "gratitude" i guess, lack of maintenance and pure carelessness. I feel nasty, i'm horribly disgusted with the state my skin is in, i feel fat, i feel ugly.

It's one of those life lessons and mistakes where i'm not going to allow my future daughter to make. I swear the minute she turns 10, im going to make her start cleansing her face for the rest of her life. It is absolutely something that i regret not doing and now it's really too late.

I've been meaning to call a couple of friends to get together since i've been lazy and neglected ALOT of people, and also call out the GCM girls b/c i miss them. But with this skin problem that has become much more severe lately, i'm quite hesitate in going anywhere in general because i don't like leaving the house feeling and looking like shit. I don't want to cover it up with foundation/powder because i feel like im just suffocating my skin with more stuff hence i go to work looking like crap. but nobody cares at work so its okay (thank god). I mean unless its absolutely necessary, i will cover it up. But then l'll just feel like 2 weeks worth of eating/drinking healthy, doing home masks and sleeping early will go to waste. The mister has been quite supportive and helping me research articles on the net on tips and remedies i can do to help improve the state my skin is in. Other than that, i'm not really feeling too great at the moment.

IN CONCLUSION, all this just means i will be in hiding until my face clears up/is presentable. This sentence is pretty vague because one might ask- what if your skin never clears up? Yeah, that willl become quite a problem wouldn't it, hm I will figure it out once i get to that point. This would also explain my absence on MSN (also because MSN STILL doesn't work on my laptop and logging in onto MEEBO is a drag.) and my lack of social updates on facebook because i have truly turned into a hermit once again.

Good night to you all.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

alien activist

Alright so the mister and i, and his two bff went to see District 9 last night. The movie had an awesome 89% rating on rottentomatoes.com, and appraisal from a handful of people on my facebook AND its directed/produced (not sure which one) by Peter Jackson...it's gotta be good.

Um, surprisingly i felt like the movie was overrated. Not saying that it wasn't good because it was quite good and i really enjoyed myself (the random transformer robot part was too awesome), but i'm not sure if it was 89% good lol I think the reason why im on the fence on this one is because i don't like anything that has to do with abuse, cruelty, families being split apart and the movie is pretty much all about that lol The movie is basically about the US Government keeping the aliens on earth to try to learn and steal their weapons/technology meanwhile all the aliens just want to go home. It's pretty messed-up to see how the government would do anything (torture, experiments, etc.) to obtain and understand how to use alien "technology" for them to use for their own warfare (if thats sucha word) purposes. I walked out of the movie sadden and pissed off with how humans treated the prawns (thats what the aliens were called in the movie). No species deserve to be tortured and experimented, whether it be fictitious or not lol

I remember in one of my past xanga entries, i wrote up a similar entry on how i hate movies that has to do with hate, cruelty and torture and i would end up hating the people that were the evil culprit. The example i used was, i once watched this movie documentary on the British robbing China's Imperial Garden/Palace and all this sick shit happen (murder, robbery, rape, torture). After that, i hated white people for a week. I remember i saw a white couple walking down the street like half an hour after i finished the movie, i wanted to go run after them with a powerdrill. Then another time i watched this World War II movie on how the Japanese was torturing/murdering/raping the Chinese. Again, i hated Japanese people for another week and refused to eat sushi for a good while. Now in the case of District 9, i hate humans. We are a cruel and greedy species. Shame on us.

& this is why i cant watch movies like that.

lol

Friday, August 21, 2009

The Time Travelers Wife


I finished reading The Time Travelers Wife last night and to my dismay, I did not cry as much as I intended/wanted to (it didn’t stop me from calling lx sobbing though haha). I remembered I cried like a baby when I first read A Walk to Remember and I expected pretty much the same thing with this novel. I was a little bit disappointed but nonetheless I enjoyed the love story, and the concepts and themes that are applicable to the novel (that sounded lame).

Just a general synopsis (even though everyone knows what its about) , the story is about a man (Eric Bana in the movie) who has a genetic disorder that causes him to "time travel" against his own will. What that means is he can't really "control" when he disappears/reappears and where to (past or future). Its even more strange because when he time travels he leaves behind anything that is not a part of his body, meaning he'll show up naked 101% of the time. It's a little "weird" but it worked out for the story lol Anyways he meets his wife (Rachel McAdams) for the FIRST time when she's 6 and he's 43 (i believe), but fast-tracking to the present, he doesn't officially meet her until he's 28 and shes 20. If that makes ANY sense at all, it would mean for the first 28 years of his life, he does not know she existed until she meets him but vice versa, she has actually known of his existance since the age of 6........get it? No i didn't think so. lol ANYWAYS, the story jumps back and forth from the female protanganist to the male, from year to year, age to age and in the end, everything simply connected.

As flawed as the story sounds, and as much discussion there is to the concept that was invented in the story- bottomline was that it was good lol. Even though there was honestly way too much “love making” scenes, I loved how real the author tried to make the characters be.
What I mean was, [SPOILER WARNING] the author did not at all try to sugar-coat the birth scene. Normally on TV, movies and novels they tend to skimp out on the details of what goes on when a woman goes into labor. What I particularly loved about this portion of the story was there was no discretion or sugar-coating. You see the female protagonist totally losing it, she’s swearing her ass off, the husband is all tense and nervous, there was sweat, and there was pain that you could feel jump out at you (before and after the birth).

For someone like me who wants a family (and as everyone in high-school said, l’ll have a whole farm of kids haha), I am not at all reminded of how much PAIN I must endure in order to have one because everything is just so-easy on tv. Especially for someone like me who is particularly sensitive to pain, my best friend wonders how im going to do it haha

That said, I’m glad to read a love story that does not skimp out on (or completely eliminate) the pain and heartaches that must be endured in order to give meaning to love and intensify a relationship. (Also because it was oh-so romantic and who doesn’t love romance? kekekkkeekke)

I think I WILL be watching the movie version (despite reviews, ratings, jennuts advisory lol), hopefully with my bff. I don’t know if I can cry in front of her though. I remember we both were watching something super sad in highschool and I wasn’t able to cry for some reason ahhaha oh, and also her and twin has a thing where they enjoy making fun of me when I cry to really stupid things (i.e. Remember when #9 was hung/executed and died?!?! In some old TVB drama- yeah, that one didn’t die for YEARS) lollllll Also I love Rachel McAdams and Eric Bana is seductive in his own manly-special way.

Yay. Now onto The Host!

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