Sassyjan

My closest friends Jeff & Barf had left for their Tokyo trip.
I had dinner with them at the airport and sent them off.
And I didn’t feel happy lor. I was very sad. VERY JEALOUS!!!

from Barffie’s seat in the A380

I WAN TO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

After 4 days in the hospital, they finally decided that Maby needed to go under the knife.
All’s good and his cranberry-jelly-looking-blood clots had been removed.

Got Maby the Botak Jones steak he had been very unsubtle-ly demanding for,
entertained his visitors who oh-so-kindly bought everything that he can’t eat,
and the 2 of us finally sat down to enjoy a quiet game of Uno together.

There are times when even words doesn’t matter…

The moment I woke up and stepped out of my room, there was a strong burning smell.
I recognised it immediately and retreated back to my room to get my nasal spray.
My extremely prone-to-allergy-attack nose hates dust, fur and all things bad.

I thought I was safe after the spray and went to the living room to have my breakfast.
I started sneezing non stop and my eyes started tearing up.
Now I’m just hiding back inside my room trying to ‘normalise’ myself again.

I have nothing against buddhists since my parents are too,
but somebody has got to speak up against the atrocious burning traditions!
Talk about go green, recycling, save electricity/water, WHATEVER…
of factories polluting (to produce things), of cars polluting (to travel),
and almost NOTHING about an absolutely no value added practise of BURNING PAPER.

I am SO PISSED I have to put up with all the sneezing and tearing from the bad air.
And I am SO SO SO PISSED that there is just about nothing I can do about it.
If their organisation have no money to get burners that keeps in the smoke,
if the believers have no sense and keep their burning to temples instead of EVERYWHERE,
then perhaps such burning should be stamped out. COMPLETELY.

Keep believing in what you believe, but it should not have to affect other’s life.

showing my silent support for the f1 here.

i’m not exactly what you call the ‘patriotic’ type.
so watching the f1 didn’t evoke that sense of pride i was told to feel,
while watching the f1 cars zip by some of our rather major landmarks.

coz maby’s been told by the doc that he would need to ’stay a few days’,
and i am rather worried that he may have to go into surgery any min,
i couldn’t bring myself to be away from the hospital.

so thankfully, linda is around and i got her to cover the event for me today.
and there goes the closest i would be to f1, watching the race from the Tower Club.
there was quite a few hiccups. in fact one of the most, compared to all our other events.
made me wonder if i’m being abit too -lax with the girls or i’ve miscalculated the situation.

i’m just really really tired now shuttling between home and hospital and juggling work.
seriously hope mab’s leg get better soon coz he’s eager to get back to work.
sometimes i really wonder what would happen to our biz if something really happen to us.
oh well… that’s all for now. update soon.

Maby’s in the hospital.
knocked his leg on a tree stump while he was cornering on an off-road trail.
there’s this huge bump that’s about grapefruit size on his shin.

When he decided to go to the hospital to check and take an x-ray, i rushed down.
plan was to chide him for not being careful and accompany him home.

but turn out it’s a little more serious than expected as the bump is swelling up,
and the doctors are undecided if he would require surgery or not.
we are suppose to wait for the ’senior’ doctor to come and see it,
but he’s stuck in a surgery somewhere and we just have to keep waiting.

Meanwhile Maby’s just suppose to keep making sure that he can wriggle his toes,
and can feel his ankle and feet at all time, just in case blood is not circulated there.

I’ve just been booted out at about 1am when the Dr still can’t make it to see him.
So I’m bunking over in the car tonight until Maby or the nurse calls me.

Am sad.

one of my most major concern about the future, is health.
and sometimes i wish Maby can see where I’m coming from.

I really don’t want to spend a good decade of my life worrying about our health,
especially since there are some hereditary conditions in our families.

Just to quote the simplest example,
I cannot fathom how saying No to yet another sweetened drink can seem so hard.
Water over a 2nd or 3rd coke of the day. Difficult? I don’t think so.

1 can of coke has 9 teaspoon of sugar.
and diet coke… had shitload od artificial sweeteners to make it taste alike.
And I don’t even want to get started on artificial sweeteners.

…

And today, he came back from his trip with the icky cigarette smoke smell.
A sniff from his finger confirmed my suspicions.

One or two. Social or not. I really don’t think I want to deal with another vice.
I’m not even going to conceal my disappointment at how he caved into peer pressure.

If you’re one of those guys out there who offer a cigarette to one who doesn’t smoke,
or one of those… seemingly good pal who encourages with ‘just one only lah’…

SHAME ON YOU OKAY!

Maby’s away for a work trip for a few days.
And I’m bunking over at my parent’s so my mom get to fuss over me a lil more.
Had a hard time trying to fall asleep though…

Been watching alot of my fav HK dramas since I’ve got SCV here.
No crappy channel 5 shite like Rachel Ray… hurhurhur.

I miss being a couch potato, watching all my favourite dramas on my fav channel 55,
and not having to worry about anything except what to eat for my next meal.

Wish I didn’t have to grow up and can stay in this spot for… for a long time… *sigh*

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Tomorrow I got my mom and I a facial appointment at the spa.
And God… do I Love the financial freedom!

The irony. Ha!

I’ve cease feeling happiness for the impending wedding (ceremony and etc).
Suddenly it seems like just a whole lot of trouble and obligations.

When it finally hit me that it won’t be like anything I had ever dreamed of,
I found myself just staring out of my cold glassy eyes listening to what everyone else wants.
I am just like the dumb ass that’s led by the nose and obliged to ‘Hee-hor’ when nudged.

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We’re living together and see each other everyday.
He have his business that he dedicates his 100-hr work week to,
and I have my business that I live and breathe with/on.

We had already fallen into routine patterns of work, sleep and the rare dates.
Both our parents see us enough, our tight circle of friends remain very much the same.

He had given me the ring and we’ve declared our love for each other, always.

We’re already like married anyway.

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Now that I sense the escalating trouble and annoyance of having to entertain others,
abide to shitload of troublesome traditions I never in my life even remotely cared about,
and build my life, plan my schedules to the ever fickle timelines…
All this, at the expense of letting me plan the biggest event of my life…

I suddenly feel that I don’t want the wedding anymore.
If it’s going have to be the way everyone else envisioned it, and not mine.
Then I don’t want to be involved in it.

They can all go ahead with their wedding plans and get married themselves.

I’m not paid enough to put up with all this shite.
I rather put my focus into my work and stress over things that gives me satisfaction.

It was another 12-hour work day.
And that’s excluding having to do paper work when I got home.

Sony Alpha’s new launch was held at Mercedes-Benz Center.
And just as I was about to take some photos of the event… I realise… Camera low batt.
So to preserve some energy, I took only whatever neccesary…
That being said, the following is a hideous photo of the gorgeous girls.

Desiree, Liwen (New girl alert!) & Sha

The event went on pretty well.
As the trend now is to invite people from the New Media - Blogs,
I saw a familiar face in the crowd during the afternoon session - Nadnut.
Shall wait for her to send me the pic we took together.

As the event came to an end, I decided that I wanted a photo with the Benz too!
This one on display costs a whooping $560K !!!

Photoshopped my fat arm. :X

OMG! I LOVE MY LEGS! I LOVE MY LEGS! I LOVE MY LEGS!

So anyway, in between the Alpha launch event, had to go off for another one.
The New Topshop’s Opening in Wisma’s Isetan.

Kop-ed this photo from Peggy since I didn’t take much pics… Chio-ness!

I also want a piece of the action!

Beatrice, moi, Peggy… Not sure what happen to the photo’s color…

And finally, a pic of Jamie who was ‘mending’ the Walkman booth by herself.
She was sick and didn’t have dinner before the 4-hr evening job after her classes.
No idea though how she still manages to look so fab.

Super Lao Jiao Old girl - Jamie

Shuttling between the event make me realise one thing - WHY I STILL NO LICENSE!!!
Thank God my client (who drives) was shuttling to and fro too, and so I hitched a ride.
Am seriously quite pissed with myself for not having my own transport.

The day went by smoothly with much fanfare.
Am glad it all went perfectly well.

So there… This is what I’ve been busying myself with this few days.
More posts when I actually really really REALLY finish my work.

We’ve said our ‘I love you’(s) and our sweet nothings.
He had given me the most gorgeous engagement ring (story another day),
and we had both shared our good news with our hopefully-ecstatic parents.

It’s just the beginning of our route to our Happily ever after,
and I’ve already shed my first tear of frustration over the pre-wed preps.

I have absolutely no idea what traditions are involve,
and just want to be/appear respectful and do what is absolutely necessary,
then have the wedding I had always wanted/dreamt of which hopefully Maby is cool with,
and just seal this nuptial with a peaceful bang.

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Before I screw this up badly with Mab, his parents or mine,
I am open to any tips or guidelines or checklist for this big day.

Here’s my er…. specs:
We’re both hokkien.
We’re christians. (Or so I think Maby is more inclined towards)
My parent’s are buddhists. His are… Christians I suppose.
I’m looking at having a church/chapel style/theme wedding.

My peeves are Fast food style weddings at ROM & chinese restaurant weddings.
Other than that, I am easy and open to suggestions. I think.

Anyone offering their views, opinions, helps can feel free to flood my comment/email.
Meanwhile I’m gonna try to iron out this mayhem and work something out. *sigh*