Tuesday, October 31, 2006

mother online


Amazing news!

My mom has got herself an MSN account!!!

She just got her account this morning and added me.
*faint*

I was like, WTF??????!!!!!?!?!?!?!!?

Okay, while some (read: Mich) peoples' parents are happily chatting on MSN, I can't believe my MOTHER comes online. It's weird because I'm not used to my mom being hip. Chatting online is supposed to be an activity done by young people. Which also means it's supposed to be hip.

I think my mother just lowered the "cool" factor of using technology to communicate by 1 notch this morning.

It's freaking weird can?!

Anyway, here's a quotatable quote from my mummy dearest...



"This MSN thing is so instant, so maggi like! Finally I get to talk to you,
albeit rather surreal!"


Of all things to compare with, she chooses to compare chatting online with maggi mee.


...


Well, i guess it does makes sense...though there are definitely classier examples out there!


And yes, I guess she's taken to coming online to talk to me too...some things are just easier done online. hehehe.

Which is good, because at least I can close the window when she starts nagging online now. HAHAHAHAHAHHA.

XxX,

audrey at 14:54

2 lamb droppings




Monday, October 30, 2006

a not as happening halloween

Hello.

Just visited mich's blog and saw her halloween rendevous. haha.
Puts my own pics to shame - i feel so not happening!!!


But nonetheless, here they are...the pictures of my Halloween in the office.


Left to right: Me, Irene, Kris, Twain, Joel and Mark (center).


Obviously, Mark hates the mask. He also hates the fact that he had to sit on a red chair in the middle.


It's amazing..but he manages to look embarassed + annoyed while wearing a mask that covers 3/4 of his face.

He should consider a career in acting. Maybe in the Singapore version of V for Vendetta. :P


Next up, here's me and Junne.

She's dressed up as a pirate, in case you couldn't tell.




I'm, er, a cat.

A cat that is about to be slaughtered by a runaway pirate. :(







Left to right: Kaichee, Ethan, Alan and Thong aka The Techies.

Erm. Don't you think they look kinda cool in a rather warped, twisted and er, uniformed way?

Hahaha. No offence lah..but it can't be helped with that bit of cotton wool sticking out of Thong's nose.

Guess a techie's idea of macho sexy is a little different from ours.

Here's Junne again.



This time, she's gone for Peggy, our intern from Hong Kong.


Junne's quite good really. I think she captures the psycho pirate spirit really well in this picture.

Check out her eyes...they have a sort of glazed-over-crazy look. hahaha.




Okay. Ethan looks disgusted here.

Can't blame him, not with 2 crazy cats and 1 psycho pirate swarming him.



I blame the alchohol though.






And here's me and jp doing our thing, so to speak.
Hopefully there'll be some salsa converts in my office


*hint hint to Margaret and Mark




I never knew my hair looked like that when doing a hemlock. It actually swings really far!



Hmm...I wonder how many guys I have swished and slapped with my hair. Hmmmmm....



BTW, did you know that Halloween is actually this Tuesday, 31st Oct and not last Saturday? heheheh.

I guess abit of premature celebration doesn't do anybody any harm. :)

XxX,

audrey at 12:00

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Sunday, October 29, 2006

a case of the fake people

Was on the train the other day, and overheard this guy talking on the phone.


(I wasn't eavesdropping. The guy was literally yelling into his phone. I couldn't help it.)


Anyway...he was going on and on about work related stuff and was sounding quite pissed, as though things were not going according to plan. And then, at the end of the conversation, he said


"Right. Okay, thanks. Thanks..uh huh, yeah...thank you, thanks. Bye."


Wow. He uttered a grand total of 4 thanks in 1 sentence. I'm sure he didn't mean a single "thanks" he said. It was a prefunctionary utterance. Something that he HAD to say to be politically correct and polite. It wasn't something he wanted to say (obviously, since he wasn't happy at all at the way things were turning out.) but rather something he was obligated to say.



This reminds me of all the emails that i send out on a daily basis.


Every other email that i send out has a freaking "thanks" or "thank you" appended to it.

Sometimes I mean it, though most of the time i don't. Unfortunately.


But seriously, when you send like at least 50 emails out in a day, it can get quite hard to feel grateful every single time. Really.

Most of the time, I'm either saying "No, I can't do it" or "Sorry, we screwed up." Either way, neither situation calls for a "thanks". Yet, I always say thank you in the end.

Yes, even when I'm pissed off when someone screws up.

It's come to a point whereby it's weird not to say "thanks" at the end of an email or conversation. A default mechanism.

Which I think is sad. Because we don't mean what we say anymore. And because this is also indicative of how we are turning into these fake people.

Sad.




XxX,

audrey at 02:07

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Friday, October 27, 2006

round and round we go

Has this ever happened to you before?

Someone pissed you off and you stew. You stew and stew and stew to the point whereby you lose track of why you were mad in the first place. Then you are just pissed because your pissed off.

Stupid I know. But it happens to me.
And trust me. Once you are "in the zone", its bloody hard to get out of it.
It's really hard to resist the impetus to be childish and spiteful to remain pissed.


Reasons for "getting into the zone"

1. I didn't get to say what i really thought

2. I had to soften my arguments with tact. And along the way, i piled on so much tact that the whole point got lost on the way.

3. I decide to be nice and be the forgiving party. Until i realize that i'm actually not that magnanimous.

4. i didn't get the apology i was waiting for but only an acknowledgement.

5. I try to exercise patience and wait for the other party to come to their senses. Somehow, the "senses" must have lost their way because the other party usually continues to stick to their guns. I then feel mad for trying so hard to be patient.

7. I'm pissed because i wasted alot of time being pissed. And because of that, I feel stupid and that makes me feel even more pissed.


Trust me. I hate it.

I hate being mad when i've forgotten the reason I was mad.
And logic dictates that if I admit to myself that I have forgotten the reason why i got angry in the first place, then I am stupid to continue to stay mad. I hate feeling stupid so I feel mad that I feel stupid.

(If you didn't get what I just said, try looking up "cognitive dissonance".)

And there we go. Round and round.

I think i need help. Or maybe just a giant bear hug from the offending party.

XxX,

audrey at 16:30

4 lamb droppings




Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Compatibility = hogwash?


Was just chatting with jp yday and were discussing if "compability" could be cited as a reason for a breakup.

He said citing incompatibility was just an excuse and was total hogwash. Basically, a person is incompatible with just about everyone else (which i agree actually) and whether or not a relationship works out depends largely on how willing both parties are able to compromise.

True. So then this means that both parties must be very aware of how much the other is compromising. This also means that the possibility of taking your SO for granted is quite high, since the likelihood of the relationship working out is largely dependent on compromise. By and large, this will happen to like 99% of the couples out there.

I then told him that it was easier to compromise some things than others and hence compatibility was key to finding a person who's bad habits u merely dislike rather than abhor.

There's a BIG difference between dislike and abhorrence u know. Dislike = annoyed but acceptable. Abhor = rage and hate.

So yea, while a couple who generally hate each others' bad habits could work out, it's by far easier if the couple merely disliked each others' bad habits.

Hence, i think incompatibility IS a valid reason for a breakup. I don't think it's for lack of effort in trying to make a relationship work.

Sometimes, a relationship gets to you so bad that you can't recognize yourself anymore.
And i think, that's the time to call it quits.






p/s: I am NOT having problems with my relationship. It was just a discussion! :P

XxX,

audrey at 15:54

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Tuesday, October 24, 2006

this is a bad tempered blog

Hey! Do I sound very angry on my blog? Like i have issues? Or like i am going to kill the world?

Hmmm.
I would label my blog as strongly worded, rather than angry.

hahaha. And I like it this way. So there!

Someone asked me a question just this evening..that if he sounded really angry and bad-tempered on his blog recently. To which, i just laughed and said "Well, not compared to mine." And sadly (damnit!), he agreed. Wholeheartedly somemore. :(

This kinda got me thinking...and so i have one thing to declare...

I AM NOT AN ANGRY PERSON. I just SOUND angry.
And besides, a blog is a great place to vent your frustration. So fire away boy! And besides, it sucks to exercise self-censorship on your own blog. It's tiring.

Read this somewhere...
Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another.


To which I fully agree. And while I don't believe going around and stomping on other peoples' toes...I do appreciate the value of free speech and the ability to vocalize what you want and do not want and what you like and do not like.

Yes, tact is still something i'm working on.
Help me.

XxX,

audrey at 03:00

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Friday, October 20, 2006

halloween preview



Hello people...

What are you guys doing this Halloween?



Hehehe.

As you know, my company has monthly company dinners. This time round, we've having a pre-halloween bash.

Check out my cat mask. Cute ma?

Now i need to figure out what to wear.



Oh, the ghoul (aka loony murderer from the teen flick "Scream") is part of my office decorations. Courtesy of Margaret.

Margaret is so into the bash that she's already wearing the devil horns and walking around office.

I don't think she wants to take them off!


Being the shy bunch of people we are, we're having the party in the office.

But I think some of my colleagues got abit too carried away with the decor and fake spider web.



How to work like that?!!!!!

hahaha.

I'm looking forward to Thursday!!

XxX,

audrey at 14:45

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Thursday, October 19, 2006

need new feet


My feet are literally killing me.
I am suffering from feet ache every other day. And I don't even need to salsa or jog for it to ache. Just walking around normally is already a chore.

I HATE my feet and my wretched archs.

My feet are like Barbie's feet, i think.

Barbie has ridiculously arched feet, if you didn't realize. That's why she can wear those impossibly high heels.

Well, I guess Barbie must get footache every other day too then.

Think my feet are so bad because of all the heels i wear?

But the payback supposed to be years later...when i am old, fat and with varicose veins. Not now!

Damnit lah.

I need to find good arch support on the double man. I just can't take this torture for much longer.

Besides, I think someone is getting rather tired (and becoming quite the expert as a result) of pressing my feet already.

p/s: I detest wearing "sensible shoes". They generally are VERY ugly.

XxX,

audrey at 15:07

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Tuesday, October 17, 2006

snazzy moves no more


Was just reading some articles posted by Edie when I came across this

She talks about how to be the best follower in salsa.

After reading it, I realized that I am NOT a good follower. I'm sorry dear...if i stress you out when we dance. I also apologise to all to whom i have ever exhibited impatience and annoyance when moves are not executed on beat or if the lead is confusing.

You know, it's SO frustrating (mainly because it is PAINFUL) to be stepped on, pushed, pulled, grabbed, tossed, twisted, turned, thrown and hit all the time. It's interesting howEdie likens salsa to a contact sport. I cannot agree more.
Hit rate: 5 per dance.

Interestingly, I think i was a better follower when I first started out...when I had no clue about how to listen to the beat, when i didn't know any snazzy moves, when i thought double and triple turns were the impossible and had no idea what i was supposed to do with my hands. All I could do was to follow the guy since i knew next to nothing. Every guy i danced with was good.

Sometimes, I think being able to hear the beat and tell time is a bane rather than a boon. It really sucks when u know the guy is off beat, on the wrong foot and is definitely going to make you turn off beat so you will lose your balance.

It really, really sucks.
It sucks because I want to flow with the music, to groove to the beat but am forced to do otherwise.


If I didn’t obey and succumb to his every lead, I found he would label me as "difficult to dance with". If I back-led, it never worked out. When I just "gave up", and let him lead me, things always worked out for the better. -Edie the Salsa Freak



I don't want to be labelled as difficult to dance with. I don't want to be left in a corner. I am not going to be snobby. I guess I just have to go along with the flow and GIVE UP.

So yea, officially now...I'm giving up.

Come and ask me to dance already.
I want to be told that I follow, I mean, dance well again.

XxX,

audrey at 16:52

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Monday, October 16, 2006

hazy crazy

Damn the haze man.
I walked into the Tiong Bahru Market today for lunch and couldn't decide if the entire plaza was smokey (from all the frying from the hawkers) or hazy (becuz of the stupid-ass indos).

Now, what's up with these people man?!

The fucking haze is messing with my skin. And my head...i'm getting headaches now.

I can SMELL the haze. I'm not kidding. 1/2M to my office door, and I can smell it. I don't even need to go outside to get the smell.
It's terrible.

Blast those indos. When are they EVER gonna do something about it? 1 zillion years later?

I envy Mich. She gets to breathe all that fresh japanese air while i have to sniff burnt tree and grass.
Damnit.

XxX,

audrey at 18:18

0 lamb droppings




setting a new record

We broke the Guinness World Record for the world's largest rueda circle.
How cool is that?

The previous record set in Miama was a circle of 173 couples and 5 commands.
Our circle yday was for 176 couples and 10 commands. So, not only did we break the record, we set a new one for the most number of calls as well.

It was amazing how we managed to do it though.
We initially only had 140+ couples and everyone was damn sian becuz we thought that we wouldn't be able to break the recortd anymore. I mean, how to find 30 couples who can rueda out of nowhere?

Then many many phonecalls later, some gender bending (girls became leads instead of followers), and a short crash course on the ten commands for salsareos who didn't know rueda..and bingo! We have our new record.

Anyway, the salsa fest was really great. The way people dance from other countries are so different and it's really interesting to see how the way culture affects the way people dance. Wow. The differences between asian salsa and ang mo salsa (sorry, can't think of a more succint way to put it) are so glaringly obvious.

The Ang Mos are so liberated in their dance...and it's good because they really let go and enjoy themselves. They have so much styling, so much shines, so much individualism and so much spontaniety.

Yet, honestly...I still prefer the way Asians dance. Yes, though we are less spontaneous (i just can't imagine Jackson pulling the Basketball move as shown by Mario on June), our dance appears softer and hence more elegant and refined. Which is very reflective of our collectivist asian culture.

I still like the way the Malaysians dance. And I tink it's so totally cool that they incorporate the shines into the turn patterns. To me, they seem to have the perfect blend of spontaneity and Asianess.

Okay, I don't know if what i just wrote makes sense..but whatever.

Oh, oh...and the international performers like Edie the salsa freak, Susana Monterio and Super Mario were just the coolest man. They are like 1 million light years ahead of me. Damn inspired lor.

I want to be able to do body rolls like Susana!

Ah, and the best thing that happened?

We fixed jp's double turn problem. Something that has been plaguing us for a while now.
Maybe now we can aim for 4 turns? Hehehehe.

Urgh. But I'm dead tired.
Just 2 days is enough to kill me.

My poor poor feet. :(


p/s: Dance heels really make a hell lot of difference. I should have bought myself a pair looooong ago man.

XxX,

audrey at 11:01

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Friday, October 13, 2006

tippity tap and away we go

Just counting down the minutes...

It's freaking Friday the 13th...and the beginning of the Salsa Festival/Congress.

I can't wait.
Sometimes, I wonder...if i didn't do salsa...what would I be doing?

Whatever lah. I have damn itchy feet.
Won't the time pass any quicker?

XxX,

audrey at 18:40

4 lamb droppings




cow no more

Sigh.

Looks like i'm not destined to buy dresses off the net.
Out of stock can!?!!?!?!?

On the bright side, i'll be having less grass this month.

Whatever.

XxX,

audrey at 16:20

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Thursday, October 12, 2006

losers on friendster

I cannot understand what's up with these people on friendster.

Why would they want to add a big bunch of people that they do NOT know onto their list.

I mean, seriously...what's the point?


Just look at this guy. Urgh.

Look at his list of friends. ALL girls.

Wah lao.

I bet he wouldn't go up and talk to anyone of them in real life.



Why can't these idiots leave me alone?? :(

XxX,

audrey at 18:34

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Project: JP

In lieu of the fact that I've been talking so much about Project: JP for the last few posts...

Here are the pictures to show for it.



I'm damn pleased with myself...cuz I realized that:



1. I'm not a total arts & crafts klutz.
2. I can tie a nice ribbon and do rub-ons, stick-ones and all the other works.
3. The cake from Garibaldi, Menotti was simply delicious.









They were not kidding when they claimed that the Morbida Mocha Passion was one of the best mocha chocolate cakes in the world!


The luscious espresso coffee Bavarian mousse edged inside a mouth-watering Valrhona chocolate mousse on a base of supple chocolate sponge and crunchy praline is simply to die for.

So absolutely sinful...but oh, so delicious!

And got gold leaves on it lor. So exquisite (but the leaves were tasteless)!

Er, jp polished off 1/3 of the cake on his own in one sitting so you can guess how yummy it is.



So, what's inside the box?

1: Photo album (done by Yours Truly)

2. The MMP-60...this gadget that allows you to play music from your cellphone on stereo system using radio frequency.

3. Plenty of silver stuffing




Okay. That's it.
Doesn't look like alot...but it was alot of hard work buying the materials and doing up the album (you should see the inside). And the gadget gave me so much problems! I think it was the last piece in SE stores in SG. And the cake, wah...all so nice..so hard to choose wor!

Okay?!

And yes, i think it was a good birthday overall. :)

XxX,

audrey at 10:40

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Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Cow wannabe

This is all Dawn's fault.

Definitely.

I already am eating grass...and she STILL shows me a website chockful of to-die-for dresses.

I can't help it. I've given in to temptation. The lure of pretty dresses is too strong for this vain girl.

Sigh.

I'm buying the below.

XxX,

audrey at 18:06

4 lamb droppings




Tuesday, October 10, 2006

lost in transit


Hello there!


I'm back!
Rejuvenated? Okay lah.
Bali is a tourist trap...and we lost our bags in transit.

Sigh. Losing your luggage is so not funny.

Blame it on indecisiveness and a last-minute-booking....we ended up having to transit at Jakarta before making it to Bali instead of having a direct flight.

Anyway, when we reached Bali, we couldn't find out stuff. After hunting around the travellator for quite a bit, we eventually found our bags at the Lost & Found section.

Yes, we should have taken it as a sign there and then that bags do have a tendency to go wandering off on transit flights.

Whatever. Anyway, they managed to locate our bags yesterday and everything is in one piece still...so I guess it's okay. Thank god they lost our bags on the way back and not as we were heading for Bali.

Anyway, Bali is overall an OK place to go. Not highly recommended on my list though. Too commercialized with waaaay too many touts. Now that I've been there, can't quite blame the terrorists for bombing the place. Kuta was swarming with Ang Mos. In fact, I felt like bombing the place!



But Hard Rock is a seriously nice place to stay.


The pool area is absolutely amazing.


Too bad Singapore doesn't have Hard Rock hotel...else I wouldn't mind shelling out the S$200+ per night just to hang out there.

It's really super nice...


We also checked out Jimbaran Bay... the place for supposedly-excellent-and-supremely-cheap seafood.



The food was not good. Edible but definitely not very good.

Price-wise...cheaper than Singapore but comparable to Malaysia.

But oh, the sunset is gorgeous. And we got to eat on the beach itself while watching the sunset.


It was more romantic than anything else really.



We also visited some volcano (dormant, of course!)

Er, the air there was FREAKING COLD!!!


That mountain in the background is the volcano in question btw.

K la, don't bore you with so many pictures of me liao.
The long and short of this post is:
1. Bali is only OK. Go somewhere else if u can.
2. Handcarry all luggage (if possible) when taking transit flights.
3. There was NO haze in Bali.
hahahaha.
Yes, I missed you all too.

XxX,

audrey at 23:12

5 lamb droppings




Thursday, October 05, 2006

wrong side of the bed.


Think i woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.
I woke up tired and with a bunch of stuff left over (my makeup, creams, last-min-then-remember-stuff) to pack this morning.

Top that off with a mild flu and a big lump of phlegm stuck in my throat, and having to rush AND carry a TON of stuff on a bloody crowded train...i nearly about had it. Then, to make things worst, as I was struggling with my armload of stuff, my client had to call me right after i scaled up 3 freaking flights of stairs. Super winded lor...and need to fend off stupid questions from a stupid client first thing in the morning somemore.

I was officially in a BAD MOOD this morning. Think my stupid clients further exacerbated my foul mood. I was slamming my phone like nobody's business.

Anyway, things took a turn for the better after lunch.

Why??

Because I found popping candy!!!

Make that popping candy without the lollipop. Damn hard to find nowadays can? They always sell it with the lollipop nowadays. And the candy was damn good. My colleague sitting a number of desks away from me could hear the sizzling.

Oh, how many packets did I?

60. :D

XxX,

audrey at 16:18

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Wednesday, October 04, 2006

a pinky pink ring

Went to Bugis for lunch today with my colleagues and guess what?

The taxi uncle was wearing a huge pink faux diamond/jewel ring.

It can't be real because no self-respecting grown man would want to wear a humongous pink jewelled ring...much less fork out a few K for it.


It looked more like something I would wear...on the day i lose all my fashion sense that is.

Weird man...so totally weird.

XxX,

audrey at 16:21

0 lamb droppings




a case of the sniffles

i think i have caughted the sniffles.

Bad timing man...

My head feels so heavy..and im like, groggy. And this is even before i have taken any flu medication. I guess if i popped a pill now, i'll be knocked out straight. And I'm at work and have an appt with my beautician this evening.

Shit.

And I still have so much to do. Project: JP (as Dawn so succintly put it) is still underway, i still have stuff lying around the room that needs to be put into a bag for Bali and I need to go collect the camera from mich later tonight.

I knew it. I shouldn't have run that 5km at the gym yday.

Who said exercise is good? :(

XxX,

audrey at 10:33

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Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Arak

Inspired by Mich's latest blog entry...

My goals for this weekend...


1. Get to Bali.
2. Find Arak
3. Buy Arak
4. Get high on Arak.


No worries. Once i find this amazing drink, i'll smuggle (i try pass it off as bottles of tea or coffee or whatever) bottles of it back (provided it's yummy) and let all of you get high on it.

50% alcohol lei!!!!!

1 bottle for less than S$2!!!!

I'm damn excited already.

XxX,

audrey at 16:32

1 lamb droppings




Stingy people are always poor

Met jp for lunch just now...and we both (being the gossipy people we are) agreed on this rather interesting fact.

People who "want face" are usually neow and vice versa.



We also concluded that the two qualities (being neow, and wanting face) generally conflict with each other. Reason being...you would have already "lost face" by being stingy.

It's actually quite funny to observe stingy people. They scrimp and save on everything..harvest all their money in their bank account to only die rich. I mean, what's the point of all that money if you're not going to spend it?

Stinginess is a total killjoy. The scrooges and misers count every penny so that they can use the money saved for something better. But yet, because stinginess is in their nature, they will never buy anything that is "better".

So, for all their lives, they will be eating margarine instead of butter, wearing the discounted cheap and uncomfortable clothes and shoes instead of investing in something comfy, forcing themselves to eat not-nice food, use rickety furniture and so on.

I guess these people might just occasionally splurge on something really expensive (i.e. a gala wedding dinner, a car, and whatnot) but immediately go back to their penny pinching ways after. Which i think is really sad because they live a good part of their lives hoping for some better offer and miss the actual stuff that's going on at the moment.

Ah well...to each his own i guess.

XxX,

audrey at 16:13

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Monday, October 02, 2006

gossip alert!

Sorry...I know this is a damn damn damn damn damn bitchy thing to do...
But I am so bored i cannot resist.


Yes, it's about Alan again. And no, I don't fancy him, you stupid moron.

I just find him and his ability to attract supposedly attractive women despite him being such a disgusting creature very amazing. And the fact that i am kpo helps lah.

Anyway, the pic here i think is his latest squeeze. And she ain't wearing anything in this pic.

Makes me wonder if she posed for this picture willingly. Cuz since this is a friendster blog...i'm sure like everyone will know he fucked her.

Oh well...I guess some people are just cheap.

XxX,

audrey at 18:40

4 lamb droppings




own your C

This site is reali cute...But i have no idea how it works or the point of the whole thing.

http://www.ownyourc.com/

That aside, I just need to declare that I am so totally pleased with myself.
We don't always need 24hr services u know.

heheheheh.

XxX,

audrey at 16:49

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to Bali, to Bali...

So happy.

This weekend, I'm going to Bali...!!!

Nice ma? At least i thought it was damn nice...was completely sold on the picture and hence agreed to pay $500+ for the deal.


Actually i think the deal is quite ok...4D3N at Hard Rock Bali, including breakfast, airport transfers and taxes. The flight timings are quite alright too...not those leave afternoon come back in the morning type. Leaving on Friday morning..and coming back on Monday late night (read: 0055hrs). Not bad, huh?


Sigh. But it's grass time again. :(

Anyway, yesterday jp and i jostled with the crowds at NATAs only to arrive at the conclusion that the price differences between booking at NATAs and at your local travel agency is neligible.

But wah, need to brave the crowds lei.. for a difference of $50-60 for the airfare...The hotel deals are not even that good lor. Maybe going to NATAs is only reli worth it if u are going somewhere really far...but even then..........

I hate crowds...because I get stepped on. When i get stepped on, i get grouchy. Which isn't good for anybody. So yday. jp was like my bodyguard. Hahahahaha. He kept pulling the brakes on me so I won't go step on people, or be stepped on.

Wahahahaha.

Anyway...I'm glad we're going to Bali. I just hope the stupid terrorists don't decide the bomb the place while i'm there.

XxX,

audrey at 10:25

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