Sunday, July 30, 2006
-=| Night of Makeover... |=-


My malay looking sis, winking away at people, flaunting her fake lashes.




I shall not post for today, due to lack of time. But i shall upload my pics from my digi cam which i havn't been doing for months. My hair was ironed twisted to cause that puffy effect.



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Sunday, July 23, 2006
-=| Developments in my room |=-
The white wall in my room is done last week, and my Celtic designs were carved out of vanguard sheet manually. Those designs are almost done up onto the wall, just that I have to do touch ups on the wall, as some of the paint sipped through my stencil and my DIY stencil did not have smooth edges and therefore I have lots more to work on.


Well from the door looking into the room, besides the mess I do not see a ghost house but a room of a Celtic church monk or should i say church mouse . The feeling is so coincidentally exactly the same as my blog, just plain black and white, but well I might bring in scarlet red too. A wine red for long draping curtains matched with scarlet bed sheets, in a room of black and white walls on a spread of slate flooring.

Went to the Novena Furnishings to get my wardrobe and a TV sideboard for the hall. My parents are real hard customers, I do not know if I am a difficult person but they seem to ask lots of weird questions and cause the sales assistant to travel up and down just to get their business. Oh well, in society nowadays customers are always right and working in service industry means serving in pain for royalty. Probably they were just making life difficult for that assistant like what I always do.

It is really weird, but it seems as if my dad is reading my blog. It just happens so coincidentally, I am really happy that he stops picking on me. He is still picking on my mum and sis but not much on me. I should be happy for now before he is back again. It was yesterday when he saw a lady wearing a dress and asked me who was the designer who designed that dress. How in the world would I know? It was just a simple black draping dress that was made out of cheap material, as if it was from This Fashion or even a mannequin from the market place. He is trying too hard to get a common ground with me which he does not.



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-=| School sux |=-
School has just started for me, and last Friday was orientation. I was at the lavender bus stop and that stupid bus was taking a real long time. I messaged Jared if the programme started as he arrived early that day, and he said that the programme was about to end and he asked me to get a ride on the cab. I rushed to school and realized that we were in different batches, his talk started at 10 and mine at 11. He persuaded me not to attend that talk, as it was a waste of time as all the information could be obtained from the web.

Oh well, then we thought that we could stay for the later programmes like the storm and the fashion show. So from 11 to 1230 we hanged out at the coffee shop opposite the school and met up with Iris and her friend to have lunch.

From the overhead bridge joining the school and the coffee shop I could hear the pounding of a construction site, and realized that it was the school's storm. Peh! Went for the fashion show in the auditorium that should start at 1 but till 130 I did not see anything, just a blank screen from the ceiling, I wonder where is the runway. Was it supposed to be a video? The person in charge Shua da pai as if he or she was a movie star or what so ever. Both Jared and I walked out of that building, checked out other stuff and headed towards to the bus stop and we saw this bald Eurasian guy coming out of the bus rushing into LaSalle, and we guess that he should be the guy in charged. Up to this point I was really angry with myself, why in the first place did I come for orientation? And wasted my cab fare.

Waited under the hot sun for 30mins before the bus actually came, and that was when the big group of students who watched the fashion show came out of the building and managed to catch our bus on time. Did I say that was a hot day? We were dripping with sweat. Took a bus to Orchard to get our list of supplies from art friend. Damn! All the supplies were so expensive. There was this set of 12 tubes of acrylic paints for about 50 bucks and another 14 tubes for 80 plus. I guess I know why I realized the students in LaSalle wear so untidily; students go to school with shorts, slippers and a lousy t-shirt. They do not have enough money to buy them, and cannot afford to dirty them. Actually why in the first place are we dealing with these acrylic paints? Shouldn't I be fiddling with the sewing machine or something, instead of painting? Imagine a fashion-merchandising student, scoring so well in painting, but will not use it in future, what is the use?

Oh well I am really afraid that I don't score in the first year, as I am better in 3D work then 2D. Haiyah! I shall strive my way through.



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Monday, July 17, 2006
-=| Painting |=-

I guess for the concurrent bitchings of my dad, the topic is getting real stale huh? I guess he is going to go on like that for the next few decades. Why do u think I'm so sure rite? It is because Pearlene's ah kong is also like that, so therefore this problem is not temporary but forever.

It was the morning of last Saturday where he tried to argue with me again.

Dad: Hey Joel I tell u ah, even though you have your own room does not mean that you can do whatever you want with it. (Sounds very familiar, I guess he wants to get back at me at the on-ing and off-ing of the light) I do not want you to turn it into a ghost house.

Me: It is not going to be a ghost house. And just to inform you, I am going to paint the room white and have black Celtic designs painted on it.

Dad: Paint until the window frame also have paint, also have. Those painters already painted for you and you paint it again. For what?

In the bible there is a parable saying about this man who did not have enough money to build a house but still went ahead to build. He could not finish the house and in the end everyone laughed at him. (Sounds really made up, but there is such story in the bible)

Me: According to Chinese tales, there was this old man who wanted to move a mountain. He began to move a mountain with a spade, his grandsons helped him, and in the end that mountain was really removed.

Dad: Yeah, I know, that story's moral is if there is a will there is a way.

Dad: What designs do you want to paint? Is it the turn here turn there ones? I saw it on a documentary last Sunday; those Hindus draw it with many colors on the floor. I guess those Celtic got the idea from there also right?

Oh yeah, I saw that you bought many peacock feathers, why did you buy them? Are you turning into a Hindu? *Jeering tone*

Mum: Why did you buy those feathers?

Me: (What is wrong with buying feathers? Adventist cannot buy feathers because it is sinful?) Those feathers are for making earrings, and my room is just going to be painted black and white.

Be careful! I might bring joss sticks home and pray to my Hindu gods with my peacock feathers.

Dad: (He felt very uneasy and tried to change the conversation, I wonder when would he give up quarrelling with me, it just makes me feel better when putting him down)

So is your sister still drinking tap water? Every time I tell her that tap water is not good, we have boiled water but she never drinks. Did she leave her house without eating her breakfast? Don't know what has gotten into her. (Just using my sister who is not at home to fight back, to make him feel better)

I felt so insulted, but anyway I do not care what he thinks about it, because I am trying something new and therefore there is bound to be objections. It is because of these objections that stopped the previous generations from stumbling into it. For example I am painting the room black and white, I guess it was a big taboo in my parent's generation.

My sis shared with me an instance where my dad had to eat his words. It happened when my sister used to live at my grandma's, and she loved to drink soup, every time when she ate she would have soup or water as substitute. My dad told her about the story where Jesus drove the demons into the pigs when he was with the gentiles, and the pigs became crazy and drowned themselves in the sea.

It happened on one family gathering where grandma scooped a bowl of soup for my sister. But the soup had pig substances in it, and our dad gave her a glare hinting her not to drink the soup.

Grandma gave her that bowl of soup and my sis awkwardly declined the soup. Grandma asked her why, and she replied that our dad said that if she were to drink the soup she would go mad and drown herself in the sea. Grandma was very crossed, and gave dad a long lashing about how can you teach your daughter this type of thing, everyone grew up drinking her soup and nothing happened.

I found that it was so funny; I laughed non-stop and could not stop, until people around me began to avoid us. This is a instance where bible story is used at a wrong context.

Oh well enough of my dad, I finished painting my room on a Sunday night. Yay! It was really tiring, this time I had a roller, but the paint splattered all over my hands and clothes. But anyways because of the white, the room is brighter and even larger looking now. Well now what is left is the stenciling of the black Celtic designs, I hope that it will not smudge. If the designs were to really smudge I would need to use many coats of white paints to turn the black white.



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Thursday, July 13, 2006
-=| Tired... |=-

So tiring, I have been painting my walls the whole of yesterday. Painted 3-4 coats of paint on 1 wall, and 1 coat on another, and I realized that the color is not what I have in mind. And therefore I have to paint the room again, oh man! I have been waving that 10cm brush for 2-3 days and I have to repaint. But it is okay, because what I have painted would be my base coat; it is not a waste of time, money and strength. Paint nowadays are so expensive, a tin of 1 liter cost more then 10 bucks, less then 15 bucks, ranging with the brand and choice of colors.

Haiyah! So sian. My room is still in a mess, and there are so many more things to buy. Just buying the paint alone cost me 60 bucks, and I have to repaint and today was another 60 bucks. Buying paint alone is $120, and I need to get a wardrobe. No wardrobe, how? Never mind, I shall leave my clothes with my sister for the time being.

My mother has got her job already, yay! And I heard that that "Adventist" lady in Adventist home cannot control the folks living there, and might quit. Muwahahaha. Hope you guys have fun looking for another one leg kick supervisor cum administrator.



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-=| Correction to the previous post |=-

Oh my goodness, what have I done? I have sown discord among my fellow readers. It is my apology for mixing the facts of my previous post up, I have messed Noah up with Moses. It is my apologies and I shall not post anything spiritual about the bible on my blog for the next 2 months.

Noah did curse his grandson, and he did live for 950 years, he did whatever I quoted from the bible. It is Moses who just broke the 2 Ten Commandments, stroked the rock instead of speaking to the rock for it to give water to all the people of Israelites, killed an Egyptian, and went to heaven.

It was good that Noah did not go to heaven, he might have had the chance to go, and however because of that drinking and cursing incident which changed his fate. But Moses who killed an Egyptian went to heaven. Why? Is it because if when we have wrath at something where we have the right to be angry at we could sin and do something drastic? Jesus also got angry at the Israelites who were messing with his father's house, and he wrecked it even more. It is proven here when Moses saw an Egyptian beating up, or was it killing an Israelite, and he killed that Egyptian because of that. I feel that to kill is to murder, and murder means murder; there is no holy murder.

Moses also threw, or was it dropped, the ten commandments, which was hand carved by God himself, at the golden calf which the Israelites did when he went to hear God, which it could have been easily put down and replaced with something else like a hammer or rocks. Could that be the cause of why people always throw or lay a bible or something holy on evil of some form?

Actually come to think of it, the first few people who went to Heaven were not baptized and Jesus was not here yet, so how in the first place did they go to heaven? Were they saved in some mysterious way? Could they actually remove their sins with some mysterious way? Everyone who were the descendents of Adam and Eve had the 'Sin DNA', so how in the first place did Moses, Elijah, Enoch and a few others got up there? Does it mean we do not need to get baptized to get in to heaven? Who started baptism after all? I heard that it was just a ritual to get a gentile to enter a synagogue, a ritual to a gentile who chose to believe in Judaism. And in the bible it was John the Baptist who was baptizing people before Jesus even started his ministry. So this ritual was not even started by Jesus, He just went with the flow, like the other traditions that the Jews follow. So why baptize?



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Monday, July 10, 2006
-=| Bible confusion |=-

It is so amazing that I had just a day of bible study and it was over. My previous teacher was holding on to me for all my years in secondary school, all 5 years. I guess I can hold the Guinness Record for having the longest bible study duration before baptizing, and I do not know when would that be.

It was only till Saturday that I my eyes are really opened. According to Peifong is that the bible does not have all the facts and that it is having faith in believing the bible is truth. If the bible had all facts that ever happened, it is not faith that we believe in God. So is he saying that all devoted Christians are following a book of questions without any doubt?

The Adventists believe that Christians should not only read the New Testaments but also the old Testaments. I do not have any problem with Jesus' life, he is perfect, and i belive he is there.But when reading both old testaments and the New Testaments created more doubt in me.

In genesis Joseph who was a Jew married an Egyptian wife, but Jews should not marry gentiles during that time rite? And in the revelations it says about the yoke and the unequally yoke, so does it mean that at times laws are meant to be broken? At times rules and laws are not meant to be followed.

The Sons of Noah
18 The sons of Noah who came out of the ark were Shem, Ham and Japheth. (Ham was the father of Canaan.)
19 These were the three sons of Noah, and from them came the people who were scattered over the earth.
20 Noah, a man of the soil, proceeded to plant a vineyard.
21 When he drank some of its wine, he became drunk and lay uncovered inside his tent.
22 Ham, the father of Canaan, saw his father's nakedness and told his two brothers outside.
23 But Shem and Japheth took a garment and laid it across their shoulders; then they walked in backwards and covered their father's nakedness. Their faces were turned the other way so that they would not see their father's nakedness.
24 When Noah awoke from his wine and found out what his youngest son had done to him,
25 he said,
Cursed be Canaan!
The lowest of slaves
will he be to his brothers.

26He also said,
Blessed be the LORD, the God of Shem!
May Canaan be the slave of Shem.

27 May God extend the territory of Japheth;
may Japheth live in the tents of Shem,
and may Canaan be his slave.

28After the flood Noah lived 350 years.
29 Altogether, Noah lived 950 years, and then he died.

In the story, which was a true-life account, above I feel that Noah was very blessed, after doing so many sins he could still live for so many years and go to heaven before everyone else. Just in the story above he drank wine and got drunk, in the bible the pastor said that there are 2 types of wine, normal grape juice and real fermented wine, Noah got drunk, which means he drank fermented wine. Lay naked and cursed his grandson who did not do anything, even then Ham asked his brothers for help, so I do not think he was wrong. Isn't this very unfair? Noah broke the 2 tablets of Ten Commandments, stroked the rock instead of speaking to the rock for it to give water to all the people of Israelites. He did all these and he just does not get to see the land of Canaan. I wish I would be like Noah, do whatever I want to do and go to heaven when I die, as not everyone goes to heaven after they die. I feel very afraid to help people after reading this pasage.



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-=| Dream bed |=-

My sis was surfing the net and she was saying "Hey i'am sure you would love this gothic bed." Well i really like this bed as it is black and white, matches my theme very well. But when i had a closer look at the designs on the bed and it looks very french, and a little of the South American peru feel. So if this bed linen is from South America, it should'nt be gothic, as the gothic origins were never from there. oh well, it looks really nice.



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-=| Living in my own room. |=-

Ever since 1997 to 2006 I have shared a room with my sister. And now I am set free to live on my own, in my own room. All things never come free, the contractors had to hack and raise a wall; we had to live in a dusty, dirty, and inconvenient environment. Well everything has a beginning and an end, and the renovations are done, leaving the house to be dusty with many unpacked boxes. My sister has her room, and her own bed. I have my own room, i too have my own bed. My parrents have their own walk in wardrobe, and their own mattress next to their row of wardrobes.

Having a room on our own may sound really lucky, however we had to furnish it on our own, financially and manually. Yesterday my sis and I painted our walls and it was a disaster on mine.

I chose to color my walls white and stencil Celtic designs in black on my featured wall so that my family members would have second thoughts of changing rooms with me. My room has the largest floor area in all the rooms in my house; therefore many people would like to have my room. Therefore I shall give my room strange essences that only I know how to enjoy.

I do not know how to use a paintbrush, besides newbies leave the wall with many brush strokes. I thought I could give my wall a textured look, and so I used a washing sponge to swipe paint on the wall and rub it into the spaces. It saves a lot of paint and covers a huge wall, but I did it too well that the paint was so thinly spread all over the wall that it just gave the wall a lighter tone, as the previous wall colour was a light apple green, rather then having the white color on the wall. Damn, I have to get a paintbrush and do a few coatings before I can do the smoky texture on the wall.

Having a room of my own would be good, but my light switch is in my parent's room. I told my mum to change the switch over to my room; she said that no one would fiddle with the light. =/ It was Saturday when I was watching sleepy hollow out side in the living room, and my dad was saying the movie has Dracula and Frankenstein, what crap! He just feels very uneasy with the 1900s feeling of the film, and it was about a constable who wanted to solve the series of crimes. I went to my room and allowed them to watch some Chinese crap. Dad was still not happy with the idea that I am watching a Dracula meet Frankenstein movie therefore he switched off my light switch thinking I would start a fight with him and stop watching the movie, but I just continued to watch the movie.

"Eh you are watching here arh?"

My room is just a wall next to yours and you did not know that I was watching a show in my room. I do not think it was an acceptable excuse.

Then it was this morning when my dad surprisingly appeared on the sofa waiting to watch the soccer at 1:50am. He does not watch soccer, never a soccer fan, and out of a sudden he was watching soccer. I do not know if he dosed off sleeping on the soffa but I went to sleep when the guess show ended. Suddenly in the middle of a dream, light burned through the openings of my eyelids drawing me out of my dream. It was my dad who twitched the light switch again.

"I heard that you were coughing, and I am here to check on you."

It has already passed the witches hour, I need to work tomorrow, and I do not know how are you going to crawl out of bed on time to cycle to wherever you plan to go on time. After he literally drew me out of my dreams I just could not get back to sleep. I ended up tossing on my bed for about an hour and of course I went out to give him a warning.

"This is my first warning to you, my main light switch is in your room and it does not mean you can switch on and off it whenever you want to."

Omg, i hope these nonsense would stop.



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Friday, July 07, 2006
-=| End of the week. |=-

Oh thank god that it rained yesterday, it was so hot in my room. The doors, windows and every opening that can possibly open is open yet there is no wind at all, and the fan is blowing hot air at me. And after it rained, the condition is much better.

It is the end of the week, it also means it is the last day of renovations. *Cross fingers and hope that those workers have done what they need to do* It has been 2 weeks since we have been sleeping on sandy floor and dusty wind from the fan. I guess I got sick by living in such conditions. I woke up today with a very thick low bass voice and I guess I have gotten sore throat. Maybe it was a curse I put on myself as I said once that whenever I eat something deep fried or spicy, pimple would show on my face and I have not been getting sore throat for years. Oh well what is worst? I have both pimple and a bad throat.

Gosh! The sun is setting. Sabbath is near. I must rush home to do cleaning.



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Thursday, July 06, 2006
-=| What is home? Really? |=-

People say that home is a refuge, a place where members feel safe. But I disagree. Maybe it is due to the renovations, people are not having enough sleep, and therefore pressure is building up. And this dad of mine is going through his male menopause, being very fussy about things around him, making a big fuss out of a molehill, or maybe he just wants to vent his pressure through blaming helpless victims. Just like the female business manager who works with eye power and if anything were to go wrong the manager would scold the employee like the employee killed the manager's most loved pet.

People say that saying at home and not going anywhere would be so boring, funny thing is that because of him everyday seems to be like a drama episode, as there would always be a major battle every night. For example 2nights ago was about 5 bucks, yesterday was a tub of sugar, I wonder what is today, the wall is not painted the way he wants it to be? Too colourful, like the 7th month stage, must be more mellow like a church. I was really happy that I did not go for drama practice this week, if were to go, no one would have stood up for me and have blamed all the problems on me.

I feel that kindness does not pay, so why be so kind? I feel that life is like a drama and if it were to be so, the good people are always being bullied, so why choose to be kind in the first place? So lets be bad and bluff the good people that we have issues, nobody is perfect, everyone have their own sad stories and therefore take pity on us for it is because of bad experiences that molded us to be like this. It is not our fault. *Puppy dog pitiful face*

It is just because of him that destroys the peace at home, I finally realize why do children send their parents to the old age home and leave them there, and I might be planning to do that for my dad.

I feel that without my dad I might have stumbled into church by myself and would have been baptized by now. I do not know if I am using my dad as an excuse to hold myself back but he is one of my reasons why I am still not baptized. My life is so messed up, how do I actually straighten things out? It is not my fault, but why am i so stressed?



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-=| Dream of Colours |=-

I randomly switched channels and i found myself watching this hongkong production on Malaysian tv. So happy to watch this show, and it is about the life in the fashion industry.

Cast: Tse Kwan Ho - Nick Yau Myolie Wu - Michelle Melissa Ng - Elaine Rain Li - Fifi Sharon Chan - Ella Kenneth Ma - Nick Yau's long lost brother Chris Lai - Michelle's brother
Plot: 'Dream of Colours' concentrates on Michelle's life. She is a friendly and playful girl who doesn't have any priorities or stableness in her life. She keeps moving from one university to another and this upsets her parents, especially her dad.
When Michelle comes back to Hong Kong her grandpa gives her a job to be Nick Yau's secretary. Michelle's grandpa was Nick Yau's master who taught him how to design beautiful clothes, so Nick was very happy to accept Michelle as his secretary.
Ella and Fifi quickly become Michelle's friends, but Ella becomes jealous of Michelle's luck in life and begins plotting against her behind her back. Ella lives with her two brothers and sister-in-law. Her sister in law is very mean to her and Ella lives there unhappily. All through Ella's life she has been trying her best to achieve her goals and has done everything by herself. Due to this Ella feels that Michelle does not deserve to live such an easy life without even trying as hard as herself, so she does everything she can to get rid of Michelle. Nick's long lost brother has strong feelings for Ella. He obviously likes her a lot, but Ella is not sure about her feelings for him. She is concentrating more on plotting against Michelle and doing her best to become a great fashion designer.
Fifi and Michelle's brother argue consistently but despite that, they still have feelings for each other. As they both model together they come to the realisation that they both feel the same way about each other and then become boyfriend and girlfriend. They both work as a team at a modelling agency.
Nick Yau has been dating Elaine for ten years and they love each other very much. But whenever Elaine needs Nick most, he is not by her side. When Elaine knows how much chemistry there is between Nick and Michelle, she begins to realise that the love between Nick and herself is slowly slipping away. Elaine is very sad and upset that Nick has so much chemistry with Michelle after knowing her for a short period of time, but so less with herself after dating her for ten years. When Nick asks Elaine to marry him, she is very happy. But she still decides to break up with him because she doesn't want to be in a loveless marriage lasting for only a short period of time.
This series mainly revolves around these stories before coming to an enjoyable ending.

(Review obtained from http://www.spcnet.tv/reviews/review.php?rID=822)
PS: Despite the availability of the other shows on you tube, this show is not casted on youtube.




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Monday, July 03, 2006
-=| Princess hours |=-




I have noticed that this advertisement keeps appearing on Channel U, and i read 8 days that it was very expensive production, i guess due to the impressively expensive merge of european and Korean classic furnishings and props.





Title: 궁 / Goong (Gung)
Also known as: Palace (lit. translation) / Princess Hours (MBC Global Media) / Imperial Household
Genre: Romance, Comedy
Episodes: 24
Broadcast network: MBC
Broadcast period: 2006-01-11 to 2006-03-30
Director: Hwang In-Roi
Writer: In Eun-Ah




The first episode
In the 14th year of Inhwa dynasty when the Hyun emperor's illness gets worse than ever, the empress commands the Crown Prince, still in high school, to marry the bride who has been arranged for him beforehand. However Prince Shin, proposes to his secret lover, Hyo-rin Min, an ambitious ballet student who takes his proposal as a joke and turns him down saying that her success as a ballerina is of her primary concern. Meanwhile, the family of Chae-kyeong, an ordinary high school student, is in deep financial trouble for standing security for the wrong person, and is overwhelmed with joy when they receive the marriage proposal from the Royal Family. The last words of their dying grandfather wasn't a bluff after all! Prince Shin agrees to marry the all-too-ordinary prearranged bride provided the Chang-Duk Palace be granted independence and the IkWiSa be reduced. However, Chae-kyeong, who had happened to witness Prince Shin's proposal to Hyo-rin, is outraged by the arranged marriage, and claims it is nullified. Right at that moment, the creditors march in to Chae-kyeong's house and put red cards on all of the furniture.

(Information collected from http://gung.blogsome.com/)




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-=| Coldplay Yellow |=-


Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah, they were all yellow.

I came along,
I wrote a song for you,
And all the things you do,
And it was called "Yellow."

So then I took my turn,
Oh what a thing to have done,
And it was all "Yellow."

Your skin
Oh yeah, your skin and bones,
Turn into something beautiful,
You know, you know I love you so,
You know I love you so.

I swam across,
I jumped across for you,
Oh what a thing to do.

Cos you were all "Yellow,"
I drew a line,
I drew a line for you,
Oh what a thing to do,
And it was all "Yellow."

Your skin,
Oh yeah your skin and bones,
Turn into something beautiful,
And you know for you,
I'd bleed myself dry for you,
I'd bleed myself dry.

It's true, look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine.

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And all the things that you do.




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-=| Life in a topsy turvy world. |=-

Oprah says that the house and the interior can tell a lot about the owner. And just by thinking of a place that you do not want anyone to know about in the house, and describe it with a few words, they are actually descriptions of things you do not like about yourself. Believe it or not it worked for me. (Everywhere is just so messy i do not need to look for a place which i do not want anyone to know about.)

The house is really messy and I just have to get out of it and have a breath. Those drillings and pounding are driving me nuts.

Wisdom teeth have been growing at the back of my jaw, it did not hurt though. However the one on my right jaw was damaged by that darn plague. It has not reached the nerve area and I am contemplating whether to fill or pluck it. Growing of wisdom tooth might not be painful but I am sure extracting sure will, even with the antistatic the dentist promise to give.

It is so freaky, but I suddenly realized that I have suddenly turned to my Dad's miser-ish ways. Like persuading the drinks aunty that I do not want to buy her drinks when she approached me with that expensive drinks menu, it was a $2.50 for a cup of fruit juice in a coffee shop, I feel that it sure is expensive. Ordering food at a really tight budget. Combining meals together.(Brunch [breakfast +lunch]and linner[lunch+dinner]) Damn! What have I turned into? A miser monster? I guess it was the surroundings that drove me into such desperations.

How do I get enough money for survival? I am really afraid that this might just mould me into a money-minded freak that wants nothing but money, and I really hope this would not happen to me, but it just seems to be happening in the matter of time.

Hopefully when the renovations of my room are done and when I have positioned my furniture according to feng shui, life might just be better for me. I just have to clear up those broken wood trimmings, my dad's boxes of crap, and that rubbish which are occupying my room as storage space.

Is the situation at home going to get better? I better go seek my tarot cards and ask it for suggestions, hack it if it is not going to be accurate if I do my own readings.



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Name : Joel Xiang Desheng
DOB : 19th May 1988
Age : 19+
Height : 1.73++m
Weight : Abt 60kg
Zodiac : Dragon
Horroscope : Taurus

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Personality : Flamboyant
Fav Sports : Breathing exercises on the bed every night(snore)
Fav colour : Blue, silver, black
Fav things : Vintage looking stuff...
Hates : People who commands me to do anything
Worst habits : Talking back, bitching...
Best Habits : Obeys house rules
How do u relax : Bitching, complaining, vibrate my ear drums with sound waves from my disc man
One thing tat no one noes abt? : i'm Sentimental...
Three words 2 describe me : Rude Noisy Freak
One liner tat i'm most proud of : Being kind to your enemy means to be cruel to yourself
Moto in life : Look 4 a goal n strife hard

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