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NOVEMBER 28, 2009

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Uniqlo?

Okay, first things first. What I’m gonna write about, might offend a whole bunch of people. So, before I go any further, please take note that I am not trying to insult anyone.

I’m just trying to let people know the senselessness of somethings. So please, don’t get offended and open your mind before you continue.

 

What the fuck is up with Uniqlo?! Not that I have anything against them, but the tends that it creates. What happened to glamor? I have seen so many pictures of Uniqlo fitting rooms. Why? Beats me.

 

At least try a little harder. Leave the store and exit ION, then take a picture. Why do that in Uniqlo’s fitting room? It is hideous. I’m not asking for anyone to change, but to give people a wake-up call. Why, oh why, would you wanna take a picture in a thrift store fitting room?

 

Nothing wrong with shopping there. But taking a picture? I don’t see the rationale behind it all. You + Uniqlo fitting room= Good picture

So wrong.

 

Nothing really wrong with Uniqlo, just that I don’t understand why people would wanna take a picture in one of those generic and ugly fitting rooms. And yes, I’ve come across plenty of pictures in Uniqlo fitting rooms. All from different people. I’m really so shocked.

 

Basically, I’m not stopping nor condemning people from taking pictures in Uniqlo fitting rooms. I’m just trying to knock some sense back into the concept of a “good picture”, or at least a “decent picture”.

 

Once again, if anyone if offended by what I said, I shall apologize once more. I really don’t mean anything.

 

 

 

Isn’t that bag nice? It’s my latest purchase, a Balenciaga Day bag. And I absolutely LOVE it.

 

Au revoir!

Trapped in an Abyss

Just when I thought things were starting to look up, and life could be better… I end up be crushed by the harsh reality that things that you never just look on the surface of things. It may appear to look up, but you never realize that what lurks beneath is could be far worse than before.

 

I though there would be a future. But then I realize that not only there may not be a future, but I get crushed by the fact that I got myself deeper and deeper into the abyss of sorrow. 

 

No more hiding. But I guess some things are quite obvious though. Why can’t you just get the hint? I’m very sure you know. Please, give a hint or just tell me straight. You know how agonizing it is when you’re perched on the edge of a cliff?

 

To live, or to die. My fate lies in your hands.

 

It’s really different this time. Sink or swim, it’s either one. If I take the gamble, I’ll win or I’ll lose. Nothing in the middle.

 

As risky as it may be, I’ve to risk it. Risk it all. For I know if I emerge victorious, I’d win the biggest prize ever. But if I lose… I’d be distraught… temporarily. But then… I might even lose you too… Would it be worth it to risk all that?

 

But even as darkness looms overhead… A ray of light is starting to pierce through the darkness. But is it as I want? Or is it still far from my desires? I really don’t know.

 

It’s an enigma. You’re a far cry. Not as charming, as cute, nor as nice. But it really seems you’re far greater than. Why? Why is it like that? I need an answer.

 

You don’t even know how much you weigh in my heart. Why are you so oblivious to the facts?

 

P.S. This post was dragged for 4 days because I dozed off 3 days in a row, trying to post at 1a.m. and having to wake up at 7a.m.  XP

Déjà vu

 

 

I wonder why this keeps happening to me. After I’ve sunk so deep in, I realize, “Oh. You’re…”

 

Then I’ve to pull myself out.

 

But, this time, I’m not gonna do that. To hell with it! Why should I be the one who conforms all the time?

 

Each time I feel so strongly, and so certain there’s gonna be a whole story for us to pen. And each time, that hope is snatched and shredded up.

 

This is ridiculous. This happens every other time…

 

It’s as if there’s an evil curse of something. But whatever it is, this time, this time I’ll never give it up. I’ll persist to the end and fight for what I covet.

 

It’s time to stop thinking about others all the time, and devote myself to me. I’m gonna dedicate myself to doing things for my own benefit. I shall not give a damn about other stuff.

 

I feel so strongly towards this. But each time  I’m so sincere, I start to be taken for granted. I’m not asking for the moon, but just for you to appreciate. Is that so tough?

 

After all has been said and done, I remain steadfast towards my personal oath. What I have for you is unwavering. As the Chinese saying goes “real gold withstands the intensity of fire”.

 

If what we have is real, nothing can tear it down. If it was meant to be, reinforce it and it would still crumble. It’s so funny though. You’re still oblivious to the magnitude of my ardour towards you.

 

“Beauty is truly in the eyes of the beholder.”

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As a Chapter closes…

As one chapter closes, another begins to unfold.

 

I’m happy to say, I’ve let you go. But we’ll be friends nonetheless. My statement to you is unwavering. I’ll stand by you no matter what.

 

I guess it was never meant to be from the start. But I’m really happy that we’re friends and nothing more complicated. I am so grateful to you. Honestly.

Now, it isn’t you. And I couldn’t be happier.

 

Seriously, you were my guiding light. If not for you, I wouldn’t have realized so much. Thank you  (:

Shopping!

I went shopping on Monday and Tuesday. Bought a really useful Lanvin pouch on Monday and a fabulous Jil Sander belt on Tuesday. ‘Nuff said. Pictures.

 

 

 

 

Yeah, I know. The Jil Sander picture wasn’t taken nicely. Anyway, I LOVE my Lanvin pouch! Money goes in, cards go in, iPhone goes in, earphone goes in… It’s like all I need to bring! No more need for bags. But I’ll still carry bags though. XP

 

And the Jil Sander belt? Just LOVE the color! It’s like so unique, but not to the point of being ugly.

 

And yes people, I might buy something again today. Perhaps a Dries van Noten scarf?

 

Anyway, I know I promised another food post and a video post. Well, been busy and will be. So maybe those posts will be done by end of next week?

 

Au revoir!

Again… And again…

It’s really so funny how similar we are…

Yet still so different.

Philosophically, we are almost twins. Yet superficially, we’re poles apart. And it really pains me when I realize that you’d never get it.

Time and time again, I feel that the burdens I’m carrying on my shoulder is heavier and heavier. It just keeps building, and building. Making it tougher and tougher through the journey called life.

But what can I do?

I am but a human. There’s just so much I can take and so much that I can let go. I really wonder if things are worthwhile.

Honestly, what, what can I do but whimper in a cold dark corner.

When  I emerge and the world can see me, I’ve to put on this robust exterior. So that no one knows, no one perceives anything.

I am so touched when I realize that you care. But I understand that it may never be. And you know that I just want to see you happy.

Whatever the case, you know who would still be there even if the world had left. I’ll stand by you no matter what, my friend. I promise.

What the…?

I really have no idea why, but some blogs are just SO badly written. And it’s not that they have low traffic. It may not be high, it certainly ain’t that low.

Okay, so there’s this girl who, when I read her blog, made my brain bleed. And those 5 minutes I spent there were totally wasted. What a “great” way I spent those irretrievable minutes.

Seriously, it isn’t Singlish. It’s Just English that’s totally screwed beyond the ability to comprehend. Just like Ris Low’s English. Yes, it’s creative. But it’s not this way to be creative.

Anyway, shall end off here first. Will complete the post another day with a video.

Au revoir!

Miss Singapore 2009: Ris Low

Yeah, I know this ain’t a new topic. But I know that there are others, like Elaine who’s in New Zealand, who have not seen the video, so I’ve included a couple of video clips below.

 

And what an eye opener Ris has been. I never knew she had has a… diverse vocabulary with such… You know… Like… BOOMZ. Yarr…

 

 

 

And we really know much more about her after the videos! She’s majoring is health science and hospitaranity, but apparently she’s also studying steel. And she has such a great personanarity!

When she’s naughty, she wears a rat, which she finds has a lot of BOOMZ. The *incomprehensible mumbling* thing that she won was a piece biggini and jeans, and the thing she did after that was that she shot down Orchard Root. And Ris finds that “the fashion sense is about me”. What that meant, I really don’t know.

Her strategny to win Miss Singapore (which she ironically did) is her fashion sense. Apparently, she loves larppert & ziblah preens which she pairs with khaki green.

There you have it, the bimbotic Miss Riz Low who doesn’t want a boyfriend. Which is probably because no one can communicate with her. Yes, both intellectually as well as linguistically.

 

Haha XD It’s all gibberish! Seriously! LOL XP Anyway, I guess that’s pretty much it for this post!

 

Au revoir!