and these are for the men, who are wondering out there...
5 women every guy's gotta date
By Jonathan Small
Before settling down, these are the gals every man should date. Why? For the connection you two feel, of course, but also for the relationship lessons each one will teach you.
With so many amazing women out there, how do you know which one is right for you? The honest truth is, you don’t really—that is, unless you get out there and date. “Men should experience dating many different types of women before they settle down,” says Gilda Carle, Ph.D., a New York-based relationship expert. “The more relationship skills you learn and the more experiences you have, the more prepared you’ll be when true love finally comes.” So, allow us to present five women you really should date before you say, “I do.” Of course, no one is saying you should go through life with a little checklist titled “Women to Date,” but spending time getting to know and appreciate these women can be a wonderful thing. Here, a look at who they are and why you should go out with them.
Type #1: The Older Woman
If you haven’t tried dating up the age chain, you don’t know what you’ve been missing. Mature women have been places, seen things, and have a sophistication and wisdom that you, my young friend, can—and should—soak up like a sponge. “Older women know who they are and what they want,” explains Dr. Gilda. Spend time with one and you’ll gain a terrific perspective on life, and realize that being a desirable woman doesn’t mean being a woman younger than you are. Says Patrick Hayden of Seattle, WA, “I definitely recommend dating an older woman. I dated one when I was 19 and she was 30, and what she taught me carries over to this day.” While a knowledge of wine, travel and the human condition are usually par for the course, so is something else: a tutorial on how to please a woman in bed. “The older woman I dated was like a sex mentor to me. She taught me absolutely everything I know,” recalls Patrick. '
Type #2: The Guy’s Girl
Every guy needs to experience that rare breed of gal who looks and talks like a woman, but loves sports, beer, and action flicks—in short, who acts like a guy. Evan Silver is dating this type right now and couldn’t be happier about it: “She’s a hot woman who plays rugby and encourages me to hang out with my guy friends,” he says. The guy’s girl is often so similar to you that you forget to censor yourself around her—a good thing, according to Dr. Gilda, because it causes you to be more comfortable around women in general. “You’ll let your guard down more, just as you would around your guy friends,” she says. “You’ll learn that women can offer you friendship that you don’t have to reserve for your own gender.” We’re not saying you’ll be staging belching contests with all your future loves, but you will realize that there’s no reason to walk on eggshells around the person you’re dating. You can just be yourself—which is all women want anyway.
Type #3: The Free Spirit
This girl always stops to smell the roses. Think Drew Barrymore, Goldie Hawn, Claire from Six Feet Under. She’s totally creative, spiritual, spontaneous—maybe a tad ditzy—and she relies more on instinct and inspiration than reason and good planning. Why is this good for you? Because let’s face it: Guys are goal-oriented. We like game plans and spreadsheets; road maps and instruction manuals. That’s why sometimes we need a free spirit to fly into our lives and shake us free of our rigid ways. “A woman like this can tap a man’s creativity in ways no one else has,” says Dr. Gilda. “She shows him that not everything has to be perfect or planned.” Michael Pagliughi of Ocean City, NJ, concurs. He considers himself a tad uptight—and says that his art-student girlfriend taught him to chill. “She took me to some underground art galleries, had me stay up to the wee hours even when I had to work the next day,” he recalls. The spontaneity she taught him has carried over into other relationships. “She really helped me discover a more romantic, creative side of myself,” he says. “Now I’m much more likely to meet a date somewhere unexpected or surprise her with flowers."
Type #4: The Brainy Chick
In the dating game, looks often trump intelligence—guys go for hotties rather than girls who can stand their ground in a heated debate. This is really a shame, since not only can the sharp ones keep your mind from turning to putty, they can help you appreciate all facets of a woman and even handle those times in your life when you don’t know it all. “Men are so often intimidated by smart women—they have vulnerable egos and never want to feel as if any woman is showing them up,” says Dr. Gilda. Sure, dating a woman who can beat you at chess or argue circles around you about Middle East politics might be a bit of a blow to your ego at first, but ultimately, you’ll grow from it. Michael of Austin, TX, recalls his brainy ex-girlfriend this way: “She taught me how to debate with the best of them. I had to bring something to the table or she’d get bored. She challenged me in a way I wasn’t used to and that felt great.”
Type #5: The Seductress
Every man fantasizes about dating a girl who has an, um, healthy libido and is extremely creative in bed. The good news: These girls actually exist—and if you date one, you’ll be a much better man for it. But it’s not for the reason you might think. Says Dr. Gilda, “Every guy needs to get this type of girl out of his system. Because he’ll quickly realize that sex alone cannot sustain a relationship.” Evan can relate; he dated a girl who lived and breathed sex. “It was cool at first,” he recalls. But soon he began to want something more. “There was nothing else there, no romance and not much conversation,” he says. “I realized the only connection we had was sexual.” Evan has since moved on from the seductress, but he learned a ton. Sure, hot sex still ranks high on his wish list, but now he also wants a girl he can also really relate to and bond with. And that’s a very valuable lesson.
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Taken from msn.com, very interesting stuff to read about :)
5 guys every girl’s gotta date
By Maura Kelly
Wondering which fella to flirt with next? Make a point of getting to know these men—they can teach you wonderful things about life and love…
So you’re out on the town, looking for a cute guy you’ll click with…
who’ll be the next lucky dude? Who’s your usual type?
Before you answer, wait a second, and let us urge you not to date your usual type.
You’ll benefit big-time by dating various types of guys.
Here’s why: Each will stretch the boundaries of what you think makes a suitable mate and teach you a unique set of skills that will come in handy when you do meet The One.
Type #1: The Older Man
There comes a point in every guy’s life when he’s no longer interested in keg parties, Sony PlayStations, and phrases like “getting laid.” In short, a man becomes a man, and that’s exactly why you should see what an older guy is all about. No, it’s not because he could be a sugardaddy who’ll shower you with fancy meals and great gifts (although that could be nice). The real perk of dating an older guy is his worldliness and wisdom, which is bound to rub off on you, says Steve Nakamoto, author of Men Are Like Fish: What Every Woman Needs to Know About Catching a Man. “Because he’s had more life experience and has been through more than younger guys, he can play something of a teacher role,” he explains, adding that he once dated a woman 14 years younger than him. “She still calls me today to thank me for the things I taught her,” he says. “She’s always been very appreciative of advice I gave her, even little things like buying a CD, after I explained that I meant certificate of deposit, and not a music album!”
Type #2: The Starving Artist
Okay, sure: These dudes are not going to take you to fancy restaurants or even pay for your half of the dinner bill. Money, nice meals, and material goods don’t mean squat to this guy—and that’s exactly why you’ll have an incredible time once he opens your eyes to life’s simpler pleasures. Erika Meitner of Charlottesville, VA, now sees the world differently after a summer spent with a struggling musician, Jesse. “We went on the best dates, because they all involved great conversation and the most unexpected adventures,” she says. “He knew all the best cheap beer bars, where the jukeboxes rocked, and colorful people always wanted to tell Jesse their stories.” Not only will the world seem infinitely fascinating, but you may feel more fascinating, too, as you become inspired by his creativity and perhaps play the role of his muse.
Type #3: The Metrosexual
OK, so he may be better dressed and more recently manicured than you. Get over it—because not only will you reap the obvious benefits of dating a guy like this (by being able to borrow his expensive shampoos), you’ll get a chance to live a happenin’ life! These guys will take you to all the hottest clubs and coolest clothing stores, and let’s not forget just how fabulous you’ll feel walking hand-in-hand with a man who looks like he just stepped out of an issue of GQ. The benefits don’t end there: His style may well rub off on you. “That’s significant,” says Nakamoto, “because it makes her feel better about herself, as well as making her a stronger player on the social and professional fields.”
Type #4: The Bad Boy
This rebel might have a motorcycle or not, but one thing’s for sure: He lives on his own terms and is not about to apologize for them. Hang with him for a while, and you’ll learn why being bad can feel so good—and how to stop worrying about what everyone else thinks. Talk about liberating! “In general, women tend to be pleasers, much more so than men,” Nakamoto says. “A bad boy can show them what it’s like to quit trying to make everyone else happy, and just do what you want.” New Yorker Diana Petroff has first-hand experience of these bad-boy benefits, having once dated one of these rebels. “He knew there was more to the world,” Petroff explains. “And from being with him, I learned to look deep inside myself for what's truly important—rather than just accepting what my parents or friends thought was the proper path for me.”
Type #5: The Nice Guy
He never makes you feel insecure or uncertain, never plays hard to get, never makes you doubt how he feels about you. It’s a shame that we need to explain this one, and yet we know how hard it can be to date a true sweetheart, at least at first. “A woman won’t be used to the frequency and consistency of affection nice guys give, since most other guys who are playing the dating game don’t do that,” Nakamoto explains. Even so, he advises that women get used to the nice guys, and quick. Why? Because once you’ve had the good stuff (a guy who calls when he says he will; a guy who wants to see you more often as he gets to know you), you won’t stand for anything less. At the same time, that doesn’t necessarily mean you should start sending out the wedding invites after a few months. “Just because he’s nice doesn’t necessarily mean he’s the right guy,” Nakamoto warns. “He might rate low in terms of romantic chemistry, because he lacks the edge that creates the kind of surprise, passion, and excitement that all people want in their lives.” Of course, the key is finding the man who has everything you want—until then, however, go ahead and try everything and don’t worry so much about whether you’ve found Mr. Right. Trust us, he’s out there. In the meantime, have fun!
5 guys every girl’s gotta date
By Maura Kelly
Wondering which fella to flirt with next? Make a point of getting to know these men—they can teach you wonderful things about life and love…
So you’re out on the town, looking for a cute guy you’ll click with…
who’ll be the next lucky dude? Who’s your usual type?
Before you answer, wait a second, and let us urge you not to date your usual type.
You’ll benefit big-time by dating various types of guys.
Here’s why: Each will stretch the boundaries of what you think makes a suitable mate and teach you a unique set of skills that will come in handy when you do meet The One.
Type #1: The Older Man
There comes a point in every guy’s life when he’s no longer interested in keg parties, Sony PlayStations, and phrases like “getting laid.” In short, a man becomes a man, and that’s exactly why you should see what an older guy is all about. No, it’s not because he could be a sugardaddy who’ll shower you with fancy meals and great gifts (although that could be nice). The real perk of dating an older guy is his worldliness and wisdom, which is bound to rub off on you, says Steve Nakamoto, author of Men Are Like Fish: What Every Woman Needs to Know About Catching a Man. “Because he’s had more life experience and has been through more than younger guys, he can play something of a teacher role,” he explains, adding that he once dated a woman 14 years younger than him. “She still calls me today to thank me for the things I taught her,” he says. “She’s always been very appreciative of advice I gave her, even little things like buying a CD, after I explained that I meant certificate of deposit, and not a music album!”
Type #2: The Starving Artist
Okay, sure: These dudes are not going to take you to fancy restaurants or even pay for your half of the dinner bill. Money, nice meals, and material goods don’t mean squat to this guy—and that’s exactly why you’ll have an incredible time once he opens your eyes to life’s simpler pleasures. Erika Meitner of Charlottesville, VA, now sees the world differently after a summer spent with a struggling musician, Jesse. “We went on the best dates, because they all involved great conversation and the most unexpected adventures,” she says. “He knew all the best cheap beer bars, where the jukeboxes rocked, and colorful people always wanted to tell Jesse their stories.” Not only will the world seem infinitely fascinating, but you may feel more fascinating, too, as you become inspired by his creativity and perhaps play the role of his muse.
Type #3: The Metrosexual
OK, so he may be better dressed and more recently manicured than you. Get over it—because not only will you reap the obvious benefits of dating a guy like this (by being able to borrow his expensive shampoos), you’ll get a chance to live a happenin’ life! These guys will take you to all the hottest clubs and coolest clothing stores, and let’s not forget just how fabulous you’ll feel walking hand-in-hand with a man who looks like he just stepped out of an issue of GQ. The benefits don’t end there: His style may well rub off on you. “That’s significant,” says Nakamoto, “because it makes her feel better about herself, as well as making her a stronger player on the social and professional fields.”
Type #4: The Bad Boy
This rebel might have a motorcycle or not, but one thing’s for sure: He lives on his own terms and is not about to apologize for them. Hang with him for a while, and you’ll learn why being bad can feel so good—and how to stop worrying about what everyone else thinks. Talk about liberating! “In general, women tend to be pleasers, much more so than men,” Nakamoto says. “A bad boy can show them what it’s like to quit trying to make everyone else happy, and just do what you want.” New Yorker Diana Petroff has first-hand experience of these bad-boy benefits, having once dated one of these rebels. “He knew there was more to the world,” Petroff explains. “And from being with him, I learned to look deep inside myself for what's truly important—rather than just accepting what my parents or friends thought was the proper path for me.”
Type #5: The Nice Guy
He never makes you feel insecure or uncertain, never plays hard to get, never makes you doubt how he feels about you. It’s a shame that we need to explain this one, and yet we know how hard it can be to date a true sweetheart, at least at first. “A woman won’t be used to the frequency and consistency of affection nice guys give, since most other guys who are playing the dating game don’t do that,” Nakamoto explains. Even so, he advises that women get used to the nice guys, and quick. Why? Because once you’ve had the good stuff (a guy who calls when he says he will; a guy who wants to see you more often as he gets to know you), you won’t stand for anything less. At the same time, that doesn’t necessarily mean you should start sending out the wedding invites after a few months. “Just because he’s nice doesn’t necessarily mean he’s the right guy,” Nakamoto warns. “He might rate low in terms of romantic chemistry, because he lacks the edge that creates the kind of surprise, passion, and excitement that all people want in their lives.” Of course, the key is finding the man who has everything you want—until then, however, go ahead and try everything and don’t worry so much about whether you’ve found Mr. Right. Trust us, he’s out there. In the meantime, have fun!
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
i bought my first Subway today.
this time, without you.
its not the one foot long sandwich we always shared
in the coldness of the winter in australia
i remembered us
sharing dreamy and sleepy evenings by looking at passers-by at the corner of the shop in town after shopping,
joking happily about things we saw while eating,
buying one foot long sandwiches very excitedly at hawken drive after missing breakfast and before watching 'the beautiful mind'
choosing indecisively the type of sandwiches we want,
sharing lovingly in the cold our sandwiches - each of us to have a half each so that we share everything together and never get separated,
toasting hungrily the sandwiches in the microwave in the common room next to ur room
trying daringly almost every flavour to save money and also choosing our most favourite ones that would make u so happy.
i was never one to like bread but with u, i just grew to like eating sandwiches together with you.
yes i remember all that.
it was as if in that instant that i was purchasing Subway at raffles place just now,
i could feel your warm presence
right beside mine
i was transformed back to australia
back to the three weeks
where we shared a love we tried to upkeep despite all obstacles we faced
the best times of my life those three weeks
cos of the limitations of time
cos we knew i had to go
cos we cherished every single moment together
cos our love was so strong.
but now
im ordering just a six inch sandwich
we're no longer sharing a one foot Subway anymore
perhaps, symbolic of our love now.
but the really nice warm and fuzzy heart warming feeling
came to me when i remembered all the beautiful times we shared in aussie
it really made me smile from the heart
when i remember the strong love we shared
to support and hold thru the two and a half years we have gone through
the love we shared made me feel that i never realise i could have loved and cared for someone so much.
that i've truly lived.
thank you very much : )
this time, without you.
its not the one foot long sandwich we always shared
in the coldness of the winter in australia
i remembered us
sharing dreamy and sleepy evenings by looking at passers-by at the corner of the shop in town after shopping,
joking happily about things we saw while eating,
buying one foot long sandwiches very excitedly at hawken drive after missing breakfast and before watching 'the beautiful mind'
choosing indecisively the type of sandwiches we want,
sharing lovingly in the cold our sandwiches - each of us to have a half each so that we share everything together and never get separated,
toasting hungrily the sandwiches in the microwave in the common room next to ur room
trying daringly almost every flavour to save money and also choosing our most favourite ones that would make u so happy.
i was never one to like bread but with u, i just grew to like eating sandwiches together with you.
yes i remember all that.
it was as if in that instant that i was purchasing Subway at raffles place just now,
i could feel your warm presence
right beside mine
i was transformed back to australia
back to the three weeks
where we shared a love we tried to upkeep despite all obstacles we faced
the best times of my life those three weeks
cos of the limitations of time
cos we knew i had to go
cos we cherished every single moment together
cos our love was so strong.
but now
im ordering just a six inch sandwich
we're no longer sharing a one foot Subway anymore
perhaps, symbolic of our love now.
but the really nice warm and fuzzy heart warming feeling
came to me when i remembered all the beautiful times we shared in aussie
it really made me smile from the heart
when i remember the strong love we shared
to support and hold thru the two and a half years we have gone through
the love we shared made me feel that i never realise i could have loved and cared for someone so much.
that i've truly lived.
thank you very much : )
Monday, December 19, 2005
my aunt passed away this morning.
she died of stomach cancer, shortly 10 mths after my brother-in-law died this year.
she didnt want to go to his wake, because it only reminded how painful his fight was and how scary it was to die.
she had to let go this morning, because it was all too painful.
even if her son was at denmark, furthering his studies.
she is a lovely woman, always armed with a smile, makes me feel very warm and welcome to the big extended family gatherings we have where i feel out of place amongst all the others.
always very loving with her husband, i always respected them as the epitome of the perfect couple where they'd grow old together..
we even went to australia together with her daughter after my A levels ended and with my mum as her kaki, they had a really good time..
when i was a little girl, i used to love to go to her place... with her daughter who was the closest to me in terms of age as compared to other cousins.. and i would remember my mum telling me to wipe away my tears when i teared after kindergarten class one day.. she didnt want my aunt to see me cry..and neither did i.. i wanted to be a good little girl in my aunt's eyes as she was a lovely lady to me.
but today,
she lay in the coffin,
her face puffed up with make up done
she didnt look herself at all
but i know for a fact
she was not suffering anymore.
i believe
she is up there in the heavens
no longer suffering, no longer in pain
together with my father and my brother-in-law.
one day, i know im be able to see them all.
at the wake,
those gossipy relatives were exclaiming how there had been three deaths (my brother in law, my aunt and my uncle) recently and being very insensitive as usual
ive always hated these relatives, they have no sense of tactfulness or any common sense.
they have never lost anyone to cancer, how would they know?
how can they pretend to be concernted when they are plain gossipish- by exaggerating the pain they could feel and saying how its better for them to go?
maybe im speaking from the point where they had been insensitive to my family's feelings before
but to comment about my brother-in-law's death on the day he died to be because he had placed the wedding photo directly above his bed, and thus it was 'no wonder he died so young this way'
or to engage in widespread gossip and say 'tsk tsk.. so many deaths..' at today's aunt's wake
all these were just plain mean that it made me sick.
my grandma came and she collapsed at the sight of her daughter in law lost to the battle of cancer.
she had lost her eldest son, her brother, her son in law, her grand son in law, and now her daughter in law.. in a matter of 2 years
and our extended family is actually very much closely knitted, amidst all the gossipy relatives i have
and so the loss is a huge pain to my grandma who single handedly brought up the whole family in the kampung
i stared at my female cousin who's 23 this year.
what do i tell her?
what do i really know about how she feels?
nothing..everything i said would only be superfluous
i was just a loss of what to say,
i just patted her and hoped that she knew i would be trying to understand how she feels.
life is very fragile.
i have attended 3 wakes in this month
and these constant reminders of how temporal life is
can only slap me to face the truth of permanent impermanence.
tombstones cannot appreciate or see the beauty of lilies nor can they feel your love.
she died of stomach cancer, shortly 10 mths after my brother-in-law died this year.
she didnt want to go to his wake, because it only reminded how painful his fight was and how scary it was to die.
she had to let go this morning, because it was all too painful.
even if her son was at denmark, furthering his studies.
she is a lovely woman, always armed with a smile, makes me feel very warm and welcome to the big extended family gatherings we have where i feel out of place amongst all the others.
always very loving with her husband, i always respected them as the epitome of the perfect couple where they'd grow old together..
we even went to australia together with her daughter after my A levels ended and with my mum as her kaki, they had a really good time..
when i was a little girl, i used to love to go to her place... with her daughter who was the closest to me in terms of age as compared to other cousins.. and i would remember my mum telling me to wipe away my tears when i teared after kindergarten class one day.. she didnt want my aunt to see me cry..and neither did i.. i wanted to be a good little girl in my aunt's eyes as she was a lovely lady to me.
but today,
she lay in the coffin,
her face puffed up with make up done
she didnt look herself at all
but i know for a fact
she was not suffering anymore.
i believe
she is up there in the heavens
no longer suffering, no longer in pain
together with my father and my brother-in-law.
one day, i know im be able to see them all.
at the wake,
those gossipy relatives were exclaiming how there had been three deaths (my brother in law, my aunt and my uncle) recently and being very insensitive as usual
ive always hated these relatives, they have no sense of tactfulness or any common sense.
they have never lost anyone to cancer, how would they know?
how can they pretend to be concernted when they are plain gossipish- by exaggerating the pain they could feel and saying how its better for them to go?
maybe im speaking from the point where they had been insensitive to my family's feelings before
but to comment about my brother-in-law's death on the day he died to be because he had placed the wedding photo directly above his bed, and thus it was 'no wonder he died so young this way'
or to engage in widespread gossip and say 'tsk tsk.. so many deaths..' at today's aunt's wake
all these were just plain mean that it made me sick.
my grandma came and she collapsed at the sight of her daughter in law lost to the battle of cancer.
she had lost her eldest son, her brother, her son in law, her grand son in law, and now her daughter in law.. in a matter of 2 years
and our extended family is actually very much closely knitted, amidst all the gossipy relatives i have
and so the loss is a huge pain to my grandma who single handedly brought up the whole family in the kampung
i stared at my female cousin who's 23 this year.
what do i tell her?
what do i really know about how she feels?
nothing..everything i said would only be superfluous
i was just a loss of what to say,
i just patted her and hoped that she knew i would be trying to understand how she feels.
life is very fragile.
i have attended 3 wakes in this month
and these constant reminders of how temporal life is
can only slap me to face the truth of permanent impermanence.
tombstones cannot appreciate or see the beauty of lilies nor can they feel your love.
Thursday, December 15, 2005
*yawns* very tired today...
so tired that teresa msged me on msn from next working cubicle beside me
' are u very tired? can hear u yawn many times.. any programs tonight? rest early tonight'
oops :)
yesterday's jazz dance was a killer - had to slide across the wooden floor so many times that i accumulated 4 blue blacks, each the size of two 50cent coins. EACH. now i look like i got two blue black patches on each of my knee. and i have accumulated those abrasions on my feet again.
and the smart me went to pour hot water for chel, and being very tired.. the hot water overflowed.. and my natural reflexes jus worked in the way that i spilled the hot scalding water chest down to my leg... very smart move right..one whole cup of hot water on new abrasions.. felt damn 'high' from the sharp pain.. with low pain threshold.. still had to dance after that.. ended at about 10+ pm where we had finalised all the steps.. jus needed brushing up.. lots of them... plus me and chel have parts where we slide across the floor for a million times at least.. *poor legs* but its really fun :) thats what matters, i guess.
this morning woke up having to limp cos of the 4 blue blacks on my knees that ive been blessed with..going to work is a chore... when are the weekends coming.... :(
but surprisingly, im in a pretty good mood! :) went to walk around those push carts @ far east square and saw this pretty brown antique belt.. caught my eye.. and i jus got it cos i need a belt and its just beautiful.... teresa knows me best as ms. accessories.. i just love to collect nice accessories :)
and when we crossed the road, ms teresa koh happily pulled me together with her to cross the road den we were stuck in the middle.. cars jus zoomed past and we had to run back to where we started off.. and being the cheerful jovial her, she started bursting out in laughters.. and this happened thrice in total on the way to and from lunch.. but she saved me from being knocked by a merc, so she just attempted murder twice, only. :) PLUS she was laughing after attempted murder. *tsk tsk* laughing loudly somemore.
shopping is therapeutic - as always..plus, ive been reading stuff and listening to music which has been pretty inspiring and positive.. so i guess it just spreads :)
things look so much clearer and better when u have a clear mind and maintain a positive outlook. :) a smile is a curve which straightens a lot of things...
and besides, noone's eyes ever got hurt from looking at bright side of things:)
so tired that teresa msged me on msn from next working cubicle beside me
' are u very tired? can hear u yawn many times.. any programs tonight? rest early tonight'
oops :)
yesterday's jazz dance was a killer - had to slide across the wooden floor so many times that i accumulated 4 blue blacks, each the size of two 50cent coins. EACH. now i look like i got two blue black patches on each of my knee. and i have accumulated those abrasions on my feet again.
and the smart me went to pour hot water for chel, and being very tired.. the hot water overflowed.. and my natural reflexes jus worked in the way that i spilled the hot scalding water chest down to my leg... very smart move right..one whole cup of hot water on new abrasions.. felt damn 'high' from the sharp pain.. with low pain threshold.. still had to dance after that.. ended at about 10+ pm where we had finalised all the steps.. jus needed brushing up.. lots of them... plus me and chel have parts where we slide across the floor for a million times at least.. *poor legs* but its really fun :) thats what matters, i guess.
this morning woke up having to limp cos of the 4 blue blacks on my knees that ive been blessed with..going to work is a chore... when are the weekends coming.... :(
but surprisingly, im in a pretty good mood! :) went to walk around those push carts @ far east square and saw this pretty brown antique belt.. caught my eye.. and i jus got it cos i need a belt and its just beautiful.... teresa knows me best as ms. accessories.. i just love to collect nice accessories :)
and when we crossed the road, ms teresa koh happily pulled me together with her to cross the road den we were stuck in the middle.. cars jus zoomed past and we had to run back to where we started off.. and being the cheerful jovial her, she started bursting out in laughters.. and this happened thrice in total on the way to and from lunch.. but she saved me from being knocked by a merc, so she just attempted murder twice, only. :) PLUS she was laughing after attempted murder. *tsk tsk* laughing loudly somemore.
shopping is therapeutic - as always..plus, ive been reading stuff and listening to music which has been pretty inspiring and positive.. so i guess it just spreads :)
things look so much clearer and better when u have a clear mind and maintain a positive outlook. :) a smile is a curve which straightens a lot of things...
and besides, noone's eyes ever got hurt from looking at bright side of things:)
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
whoa - yesterday had been a crazy night, a good thing in comparison to the long dreary day typing and falling asleep :)
ken(my boss) was icQ - ing me at workand asking me if we wanted dinner cos its been so long since we last had dinner together since my eAngelz day and cos owen & wilson were driving around bedok area, we decided to meet in town with teresa and ken to have dinner..
so around 630, it began to pour cats and dogs and owen picked me up from the office.
before that, i was drenched in the sudden rain :(
they made their way to suntec via ecp only to realise that ken wants to go orchard..
was quite a long ride - parking was a big issue in town (surprise, surprise)
so we finally met up and ate @ cine's pasta mania where wilson was constantly teased to be gay...
and we started joking and laughing like the good old times months ago - always good to laugh off day's hard work and toil :(
so the guys started hallucinating, thinking i could finish 1 whole pizza to myself..
obviously, to make fun of me as always, simply because they couldnt finish the pizza
and ken suggested playing the kiddish game to decide who would finish ALL
and i saw glint of conspiracy among the three guys
so i played along and made sure i was alert enough
and ken ended up losing! haha
we kept teasing that my age together with teresa would be his age already but he insists on being young @ heart - totally amazing at his youthfulness and energy...
just like how happiness spreads - his passion and energy in life just spreads to us when we hang out with him... :)
then we went to coffee bean near the Californai Fitness and u see people working out and facing the windors which i found damn amusing..
i mean, granted there ARE cute hot hunks but i felt a little voyeuristic looking at people sweating it out.. haha.. im not complaining of course :)
then the whole conspiracy among the 3 best buds began where owen joined her and ken to buy hazelnut latte and i was left with wilson who tried to ask me what i tot of owen and trying to be absolutely nonchalent and natural abt it.. i just realised after the whole thing that owen refused to let them go back to find me and wilson because they were conspiring to let him talk to me(though i dont know what about...)
and there, owen tells me wilson is not bad... can consider..
wilson says owen is nice..can try.. best buds trying to sell each other off...
i think these three men are trying something fishy cos this morning tressa told me that ken asked her if i like owen... and they tried adding us to a multiple user conversation via iCq... -___- i think there's nothing left of my reputation le
after the drinks @ starbucks, i went to meet jae for dinner @ marina and everything looks so squeaky brand new.. the interior lights were so bright and flashy that my eyes hurt..
the whole concept felt very new - it almost felt like the malls i went to in aussie (toowong) and a very non-singaporean feel to it.. sadly, all malls in singapore are looking pretty similiar that its hard to find differences anymore...
anyway, marina is like a haven for getting lost and finding good food - but by the time we reached there, the places were closed and we went to carl's junior.. where i didnt eat but just soaked in the american culture of globalisation.. the burgers arent very small @ all and u wonder why its called 'junior'.. :) anyway, we almost went to catch a movie - only that i was too tired and didnt feel like i was able to tahan 2 hours of watching a show...
and so we drove along... and decided to go to Jazz@Southbridge... very nice jazzy feel to it... very laid back and relax :) my kinda place
me and jae were mesmerised by the bassist and guitarist and so we started chatting about anything underneath the sun.. was a great place to chill out with beer and nice music...
looks like today's gonna be my last day @ this bedok branch
this little cubicle in the office has been my place to people-watch and do my work as well :)
one of the woman was super nice - she saw my cup noodles and was telling me that its not healthy to eat that 4 lunch and always offered me food and talked to me... :)
jazz dance practice tonight after work..
blisters, cuts and sweat - bring them on! :)
the performance is coming soon, and honestly its quite scary to even think abt it :(
cant wait to end work..
ken(my boss) was icQ - ing me at workand asking me if we wanted dinner cos its been so long since we last had dinner together since my eAngelz day and cos owen & wilson were driving around bedok area, we decided to meet in town with teresa and ken to have dinner..
so around 630, it began to pour cats and dogs and owen picked me up from the office.
before that, i was drenched in the sudden rain :(
they made their way to suntec via ecp only to realise that ken wants to go orchard..
was quite a long ride - parking was a big issue in town (surprise, surprise)
so we finally met up and ate @ cine's pasta mania where wilson was constantly teased to be gay...
and we started joking and laughing like the good old times months ago - always good to laugh off day's hard work and toil :(
so the guys started hallucinating, thinking i could finish 1 whole pizza to myself..
obviously, to make fun of me as always, simply because they couldnt finish the pizza
and ken suggested playing the kiddish game to decide who would finish ALL
and i saw glint of conspiracy among the three guys
so i played along and made sure i was alert enough
and ken ended up losing! haha
we kept teasing that my age together with teresa would be his age already but he insists on being young @ heart - totally amazing at his youthfulness and energy...
just like how happiness spreads - his passion and energy in life just spreads to us when we hang out with him... :)
then we went to coffee bean near the Californai Fitness and u see people working out and facing the windors which i found damn amusing..
i mean, granted there ARE cute hot hunks but i felt a little voyeuristic looking at people sweating it out.. haha.. im not complaining of course :)
then the whole conspiracy among the 3 best buds began where owen joined her and ken to buy hazelnut latte and i was left with wilson who tried to ask me what i tot of owen and trying to be absolutely nonchalent and natural abt it.. i just realised after the whole thing that owen refused to let them go back to find me and wilson because they were conspiring to let him talk to me(though i dont know what about...)
and there, owen tells me wilson is not bad... can consider..
wilson says owen is nice..can try.. best buds trying to sell each other off...
i think these three men are trying something fishy cos this morning tressa told me that ken asked her if i like owen... and they tried adding us to a multiple user conversation via iCq... -___- i think there's nothing left of my reputation le
after the drinks @ starbucks, i went to meet jae for dinner @ marina and everything looks so squeaky brand new.. the interior lights were so bright and flashy that my eyes hurt..
the whole concept felt very new - it almost felt like the malls i went to in aussie (toowong) and a very non-singaporean feel to it.. sadly, all malls in singapore are looking pretty similiar that its hard to find differences anymore...
anyway, marina is like a haven for getting lost and finding good food - but by the time we reached there, the places were closed and we went to carl's junior.. where i didnt eat but just soaked in the american culture of globalisation.. the burgers arent very small @ all and u wonder why its called 'junior'.. :) anyway, we almost went to catch a movie - only that i was too tired and didnt feel like i was able to tahan 2 hours of watching a show...
and so we drove along... and decided to go to Jazz@Southbridge... very nice jazzy feel to it... very laid back and relax :) my kinda place
me and jae were mesmerised by the bassist and guitarist and so we started chatting about anything underneath the sun.. was a great place to chill out with beer and nice music...
looks like today's gonna be my last day @ this bedok branch
this little cubicle in the office has been my place to people-watch and do my work as well :)
one of the woman was super nice - she saw my cup noodles and was telling me that its not healthy to eat that 4 lunch and always offered me food and talked to me... :)
jazz dance practice tonight after work..
blisters, cuts and sweat - bring them on! :)
the performance is coming soon, and honestly its quite scary to even think abt it :(
cant wait to end work..
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
this work place @ bedok is nice :)
very helpful colleagues who offer me food, give me assistance and make coffee for me.
im nodding off at my laptop; only slept for 4 hours last night
was at huiwen's chalet last nite - caught up with the gang for a little while but
it felt good to see them again :)
i missed those bunch of fun loving nice friends,
even though i was never in their class - they never made me feel left out or out of place.
thats what friends are for right? :)
my body clock feels crazy
my body feels overstretched
i need sleep :(
at least i have the nice aroma of the coffee to accompany me
how i wish i was in england, in a nice cafe sipping coffee away...
very helpful colleagues who offer me food, give me assistance and make coffee for me.
im nodding off at my laptop; only slept for 4 hours last night
was at huiwen's chalet last nite - caught up with the gang for a little while but
it felt good to see them again :)
i missed those bunch of fun loving nice friends,
even though i was never in their class - they never made me feel left out or out of place.
thats what friends are for right? :)
my body clock feels crazy
my body feels overstretched
i need sleep :(
at least i have the nice aroma of the coffee to accompany me
how i wish i was in england, in a nice cafe sipping coffee away...
Monday, December 12, 2005
a new blog look - a supposedly happy entry but looks like its not possible because
i am very very tired.
two weeks into the december holidays and i think im all burnt out.
overloaded with so many committments that i can hardly breathe, i seriously want some time for myself :(
been in a hectic rush preparing for the dance performance and its killing all our legs - abrasions, cuts and bumps: i have them all decorated on my heels :(
ive been posted to a far far away branch away from my main raffles place office, where i slog my guts out.. okay, maybe not guts.. but i strain my eyes looking at piles and piles and piles of small business name cards endlessly, and after the messy me decided to be meticulous and packed them nicely, spending 1.5 days on it.. its all messed up because the boss was finding his own business contacts among them! *pulls out hair in utter horror* so much so for being so careful - murphy's laws always work on u when u least need and expect it.
im currently working with teresa at ken's company - i met him thru eAngelz social event and we all hit it off well, thus i asked ken if he had a vacancy.. and ta-da.. i landed myself a position of assistant/associate consultant with the firm with teresa... located in the heart of all good eating places and bombarded with millions of temptations that we never have to eat the same thing for lunch at any day :) it is just right smack beside my ex work place - eAngelz and panorama, thus the all nice familiarity is definitely soothing. But for the next three days, i probably will be stuck at the bedok branch to collate contacts from business name cards, leaving me all alone at an industrial park with lecherous eyes from those male workers.. okay, so im biased against men :p but its highly uncomfortable to travel to bedok and work there in an industrial park and feel totally out of place.
ive got driving coming up later on, a chalet to go tonight, work to rush so that i can go back to the comforts of the raffles place branch, birthday presents to buy, student exchange plans to think about, millions of tuition to teach, a competition to plan for... and everything else under the sun basically.
being the workaholic that i am, i usually dont realise how much work i love to fill myself with.
but this time i know im definitely overloaded :(
i am very very tired.
two weeks into the december holidays and i think im all burnt out.
overloaded with so many committments that i can hardly breathe, i seriously want some time for myself :(
been in a hectic rush preparing for the dance performance and its killing all our legs - abrasions, cuts and bumps: i have them all decorated on my heels :(
ive been posted to a far far away branch away from my main raffles place office, where i slog my guts out.. okay, maybe not guts.. but i strain my eyes looking at piles and piles and piles of small business name cards endlessly, and after the messy me decided to be meticulous and packed them nicely, spending 1.5 days on it.. its all messed up because the boss was finding his own business contacts among them! *pulls out hair in utter horror* so much so for being so careful - murphy's laws always work on u when u least need and expect it.
im currently working with teresa at ken's company - i met him thru eAngelz social event and we all hit it off well, thus i asked ken if he had a vacancy.. and ta-da.. i landed myself a position of assistant/associate consultant with the firm with teresa... located in the heart of all good eating places and bombarded with millions of temptations that we never have to eat the same thing for lunch at any day :) it is just right smack beside my ex work place - eAngelz and panorama, thus the all nice familiarity is definitely soothing. But for the next three days, i probably will be stuck at the bedok branch to collate contacts from business name cards, leaving me all alone at an industrial park with lecherous eyes from those male workers.. okay, so im biased against men :p but its highly uncomfortable to travel to bedok and work there in an industrial park and feel totally out of place.
ive got driving coming up later on, a chalet to go tonight, work to rush so that i can go back to the comforts of the raffles place branch, birthday presents to buy, student exchange plans to think about, millions of tuition to teach, a competition to plan for... and everything else under the sun basically.
being the workaholic that i am, i usually dont realise how much work i love to fill myself with.
but this time i know im definitely overloaded :(
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