SG Fairy

it has been a terrible week....

i dun even know where to start...

you are 100% sure that you HAVE to leave the company when the tyrant starts saying things like, 'how can your parents leave you with responsibilities just like that? don't they know you have to work? your work is so important you know!"
it's almost as good as him saying that a family member could die for all he cares, and the work will still be more important than you attending to the funeral.

then he starts making personal insults to your new colleague, questioning his intelligence, asking him how he managed to enter uni on such level of intellect, how did he manage to survive army.

i definitely dun wanna work for someone who starts going beyond work, to pass such comments.

so i have been counting down.... 10 more days... i remembered i still have 1-2 days more leave... so that'll probably bring the number down to 8 days. i really cannot wait. when i left the office just now, the moment my colleague and i stepped out of the door, we both heaved a huge sigh of relief. i immediately felt lighter.

urgh!

at least i had a wonderful weekend... thank you for giving me a lovely weekend...

can't wait for Him to return...

For those of you who bother, happy valentine's day to you.

No, I'm not going to be all cynical and crappy and bitchy and stuff about it... simply coz I'm too sleepy to bother.

Supposed to go to Triple 3 with nis... but thanks to this day, it's too expensive to go.

So nis and I are going somewhere else.

Girls' Night Out... just coz we're not attached does not mean we cannot enjoy this day too. I'm not going out to celebrate 'Friendship Day' thought - I believe that's the way unhappy singles console themselves. I'm just going to go out and have fun... I'm already thinking about the oysters I'll be having later.

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Well ok... it would be nice to receive something sweet today... It'll be too much to ask for some bling bling... so... it'll be nice to get flowers or something. Yes I know flowers will die, but just humor the sentimentalist inside me, ok? A nice bouquet of white lilies.... ya... white lilies are my favourite...

Lol... I'm weird... I'm not wishing for a male date for valentine's day... I just want flowers.

Hehe... I want the company of fragrant beauty minus the cock-talk.

Anyway... all you love-birds out there... have fun... remember you're not supposed to just love each other today, ya?

Goodness, that last line just kinda tarnishes my reputation ya? Let's change it a bit...

All you love-birds, remember your condoms, ya?

I always figured that on V-day, I could make more money selling condoms disguised as roses, than those little girls who walk down Orchard Rd selling the real deal.

How to make a woman happy? Flatter her. After having dragged yourself to work early in the morning, it feels good read a nice blog comment (at least it read like a nice comment to me). The day suddenly seems brighter.

I'm not going to talk about evolutionary theories and all that crap anymore coz they're all endless.

I am going to make one comment though, about the 'freedom of rights' drawings of the Prophet.

Why the F**K were you guys thinking when you published those pictures?!?!?!?!?

The Prophet depicted as a pig? I mean, if it was a nice saintly pic of him, one could still try to argue your way through on freedom/open-mindedness/avenue of discussion/etc. But nooo... they had to be downright insulting.

Haven't they watched Spiderman and his 'with great power (or freedom of speech) comes great responsibility'??

It's like printing cartoons of the Virgin Mary as a whore working the streets, or Jesus fucking a dog... downright disrespectful of others' religious beliefs.

Btw, before people blast me for being rude, let me annouce that I'm a Christian (yes I know, surprising, right?)
I just wanted to get the point across that it is totally totally, outrageous.

When it comes to something like this, I say screw freedom of the press.

Hmm... I am quite vulgar, so early in the morning....

*mental note to tone down language*

Oh, I am taking belly dancing lessons!

Had my first lesson at Arab St on Monday evening...
I suppose it can be very sensual... men have this thing about looking at women's butts shaking from side to side like coconut trees on a windy day... but it is a lot of hard work. I discovered muscles I never knew existed. Belly dancing is not so much just about shaking your hips... You really have to have lots of muscle control, to learn to isolate and move only one part of the body, for example. We spent more than half an hour just getting the hip swinging right. Don't laugh! You try move your hips in a figure of 8!

Lalala... can't wait for next lesson...

I just noticed that I'm on the 'Worthy Reads' list of La Mason's site (or as he calls himself, Casanova)

I had stumbled upon his blog ages ago... it's one of those things which happen when you read one blog, randomly click on a link, read that blog, click on another link, and suddenly, you're in a blog you find interesting enough to put up as one of your own links.

I do not understand some of the things he does (like, fuck, why do you wanna screw other women when you've already got yourself a hot pussy??) but I just put it down as being one of those things about men which I will never understand. You can be the hottest babe in town, be totally devoted to your man, but there's no guarantee he'll stick to your pussy and your pussy alone.

And his blog is one of my regular reads coz well... I don't really know... he seems intelligent, I like the way he writes... and it's refreshing, the way he notes down his sexual encounters... not too demeaning towards women, and he doesn't write like a pervert - eg. "then i see her nei nei so big, and i squeeze, then suck, and then hor, i fuck her ah, fuck fuck fuck so hard ah!" (note: I'm using my imagination here; I don't go all out to find silly local sex blogs, but considering the local male's general lack of sexual skills, I'm assuming a local male sex blog will be something like that)

Anyway... where was I?

Oh ya, I was telling everyone how honoured I feel that someone's actually put me up as a link... do excuse me, I'm not a popular blogger, this is not something which happens everyday, so I'm gonna squeeze it for all it's worth.

I did notice that most of his links are to blogs with sexual themes... so does that mean that my blog qualifies as a 'sexual blog'?
I don't think so... I mean, most of the times the word 'fuck' appears in this blog, it's to express a pms-ly feeling of anger/frustation/sadness/etc. A sexual blog would be something like my other blog... but that one's R(A)

I just realised that this particular blog post doesn't seem to have much meaning...

Ya... I'm just bored... and totally dreading work later....