Don’t understand why some people can be such fucking cunts.

I’ve always had some issues against all that Campus Crusade stuff cause of my personal experience with this particular evangelistic person and his little party of happy friends but putting all personal issues aside, this downright insensitive, rude and stupid poster was all over NUS yesterday.

(WHY NUS? I’m damn sian that it’s my alma mater we’re talking about.)

Thankfully, NUS sent this email circular out (credits to the boy’s email account heh)

Dear Students,

RELIGIOUS HARMONY ON CAMPUS
The University was alerted yesterday to disrespectful and insensitive remarks about other religions and communities contained in posters and website comments put up by a student group, the NUS Campus Crusade for Christ. We contacted the student group last night. The posters that were put up on campus have been removed, and the student group has also removed all related postings at their website and Facebook page. The students concerned have also apologized.
NUS is a multi-ethnic and multi-religious community. We expect every member of our community to be respectful towards the religious customs, beliefs and sensitivities of others. The University does not endorse any comment or action by members of our community that disrupt religious harmony or disparage the diverse communities that live in Singapore and overseas.

Thank you.
Professor Tan Eng Chye
Deputy President (Academic Affairs) & Provost

The posters and other offensive material have since been removed, I think. But obviously captured on EDMW, 9gag and the likes.

And if you’re in the mood to keep yourself updated, you can head to the NUS Campus Crusade facebook page (which has 147 sad likes by the way).

P.S. For the umpteenth time, I have nothing against Christianity or Christians. I respect their faith, as long as they respect my (lack of) faith. I do however, have something strongly against rude evangelists. I’ll very much prefer to rot in hell if it means that I’ll get to be far away from you, thank you very much.

Edited to add: I surprised him today with a Prada wallet, so I ain’t that bad afterall yeah!

Yesterday was the second Valentine’s the boy and I actually celebrated. The first was two years back, when he did this whole surprise picnic thing at Punggol end and asked me to be his girlfriend. Back then, I didn’t even know we were celebrating the occasion since he didn’t seem like that type and anyway it was CNY Day 1 too, so I got him nothing and freeloaded on the amazing stuff he’d cooked for the date – clam chowder, Shepard’s pie, tiramisu & wine. My favourite-est dishes in the world. I did get him some pretty stuff from philosophy after that to make up for it ok! Last year, we didn’t celebrate Vday because we were too tired out from a long TPE/HK trip that we took, and having landed at Changi way past midnight.

The thing is, the boy thoroughly looks like the type who doesn’t believe in presents and celebrating such stuff. I’m supposed to be the more romantic and sentimental one between the two of us but he’s been outdoing me with the surprises (like the 2.55 I got on my birthday last year) and this year we’d agreed on no presents and no celebration for Vday, so I actually felt pretty smug that I’d bought a card (and wrote a whole bunch of mushy stuff of course).

But I returned after work on Monday to find a hand-made card of sorts which was pretty darn cute. I went to bed and woke up in the middle of the night to pee and found a huge wrapped up gift sitting on top of my laptop.

I ripped open the wrapper to find this. It’s hilarious, yet sweet at the same time. We were at a toy shop the other day when I told him I’d always wanted to play cashier when I was a kid but my parents never got me a toy like that. And yes, I did play with the toy. Toys these days are quite sophisticated by the way, the POS system beeps when you scan the milk carton, comes with a working calculator that adds the price of the stuff you scan AND weigh and you get dollar bills, coins and a credit card too.

Oh and he got tickets to Wicked too!

And I thought that was it to Vday.

But yesterday, he picked me up after work with a picnic basket again containing home-made lasagna without pasta sheets cause I like it that way and tiramisu and we ended up at East Coast Park with the perfect sea breeze (actually it should be land breeze in the evening right? Geog students?), setting sun and watched the night sky light up in the distance. It was quite a pretty sight and particularly sentimental because there was one night long ago wayyyy before we got together that we ended up chatting online at 4am. I had just returned from clubbing and this minute, I was asking him how did his Friday night go and the next minute, he was outside my house and we ended up catching the sunrise at East Coast Park.

So I didn’t get any flowers nor did I spend 14 Feb fine-dining at Iggy’s but I’m one happy girl.

Me to the boy: “Eh.. we don’t have to celebrate Valentine’s per se, but let’s go for a nice dinner this Saturday? How about Pontini or something?”

The boy: “I know where’s GOOD!”

Me: “Where?”

Him: “Toa Payoh tze char! I can order har chiong gai, kai lan & sweet and sour pork!!!”

Me: “HAR CHIONG GAI, KAI LAN & SWEET AND SOUR PORK? FOR VDAY?”

Him: “OKOK. You don’t angry… YAM RING TOO!”

The boyfriend is going to fish with MY father and his friends tomorrow, or rather, in 2 hours. Without me. I’m still not quite sure how I feel about this.

#1 -

Simin:  That’s why. You debra yuiern joanna etc not getting married but my other friends are!! And its all they will ever talk abt lor, planning wedding, choosing hotels etc

Flora: ya.. when do you think we’ll start to talk about hotels and gowns ah?

Simin: Maybe when we are 35!!! Hhahahha when everyone talking abt 2nd KID hahahahaa

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Whilst at Holland V on Friday night, we walked past Coffee Bean.

Me to the boy: Eh, does Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf automatically come to your mind when you see the letters CBTL?

The boy: No, I think of chee bye tu lan.

From Sister Rachael Jonadab BP [38 Rue Des Martyrs Cocody Abidjan, Cote d’Ivoire
DEAREST ONE OF GOD I am the above named person from Kuwait. I am married to Mr. Ramsey Jonadab, who worked with Kuwait embassy in Ivory Coast for nine years before he died in the year 2004. We were married for eleven years without a child. He died after a brief illness that lasted for only four days. Before his death we were both born again Christian. since his death I decided not to remarry or get a child outside my matrimonial home which the Bible is against. When my late husband was alive he deposited the sum of $2. 5 Million (Two Million and Five Hundred thousand U.S. Dollars) in the bank here in Abidjan in a suspense account. Presently, the fund is still in the bank. Recently, my Doctor told me that i have seriously sickness which is cancer problem. The one that disturbs me most is my stroke sickness. Having known my condition I decided to donate this fund to a church or individual that will utilize this money the way I am going to instruct herein. I want a church that will use this fund for orphanages, widows, propagating the word of God and to endeavour that the house of God is maintained. The Bible made us to understand that blessed is the hand that giveth. I took this decision because I don’t have any child that will inherit this money and my husband relatives are not Christians and I don’t want my husband’s efforts to be used by unbelievers. I don’t want a situation where this money will be used in an ungodly way. This is why I am taking this decision. I am not afraid of death hence i know where I am going. I know that I am going to be in the bosom of the Lord. Exodus 14 VS 14 says that the Lord will fight my case and I shall hold my peace. I don’t need any telephone communication in this regard because of my health hence the presence of my husband’s relatives is around me always I don’ t want them to know about this development. With God all things are possible. As soon as I receive your reply I shall give you the contact of the bank here in Abidjan. I want you and the church to always pray for me because the Lord is my shepherd. My happiness is that I lived a life of a worthy Christian. Whoever that wants to serve the Lord must serve him in spirit and Truth. Please always be prayerful all through your life. Contact me through my e-mail address for more information’s, any delay in your reply will give me room in sourcing another church or individual for this same purpose. Please assure me that you will act accordingly as I Stated herein.

Hoping to receive your reply

Remain blessed in the Lord. Yours in Christ, Sister Rachael Jonadab.

After my last post, a friend posted on Facebook that I could try for a dragon baby. Super major wtf.

Child birth scares me.  It really scares the hell out of me. I’m the super wussy, useless, teh type of girl who screams or cries (depending on my mood, though it’s usually the latter) when I get a paper cut or when my nails break. I can’t imagine me going through labour, ever.

Not that I’m having kids anytime soon – I’ll say a good 5 to 10 years later at least? But so many people I know seem to be caught in this rat race to have a kid. Or maybe I’m the one behind time.. but all the talking about 15-hour labours, cutting here and there, epidural and stuff gives me goosebumps every.single.time. I screeched the other day when I was surfing Facebook and I saw that a friend had posted the picture of her newborn right after it’s out. With the blood and all. NOT A PRETTY SIGHT AT ALL.  Why will anyone want to traumatise people on Facebook like that?

Is it normal that I get the shivers when I think of something so big coming out of me? It sounds insanely painful.

Confinement sounds like a nightmare too. Why will anyone want to eat pig trotters stewed in vinegar?

In a way, I’m very thankful that my friends are still happily unmarried with no kids. I feel much happier talking about superficial Friday nights (St James again for the 3rd week in a row? Or should we try bowling for cheap thrills?) and impromptu travels. Shoes and bags too. I can’t imagine talking about gynae visits and I don’t know…body temperature? Whatever pregnant friends talk about when they get together.

I feel kinda ashamed to say this, but I actually caught Breaking Dawn a couple of weeks back. Don’t judge. Okay, fine, judge all you want… And I think the boy hates me for making him watch it with me.

Anyway, I’m making this confession now because I’m listening to Christina Perri’s A Thousand Years. *hides in shame*

In other news, I got a little depressed yesterday when I realised that I have to travel for work twice this month. Sigh. Major sigh. I really don’t like work travel very much.

I’m checking out new destinations for my next holiday (which won’t be anytime soon, but I like to have holiday dreams). I want somewhere exotic and magical, like those places you see in those 100 places you must visit before you die kinda books. I’m dying to go to Sri Lanka, Tibet, South America, Lebanon and the likes but the boy hates these places. So… I guess it’s either I travel alone or find some like-minded travel companions.

There’re so many places in this world I really want to see and I’m so afraid that I won’t have enough time to do so in this life.

I’ve been wanting to write about my 2011 and my aims for 2012 but I can’t seem to get down to it. In a nutshell, 2011 has been relatively okay. The boy and I fought quite a bit in the first half of the year, partly cause we got out of the honeymoon phase and partly cause I was damn hormonal and was PMS-ing 24-7. He was away so much in 2010 so it felt like a holiday of sorts every time we met, but in 2011 he was around so much that I didn’t get time to do my nails, hair, facial etc but that’s going to change this year! I’m gonna take charge of my life! Anyway things got a lot better in the second half of 2011, I got off the pill and was as happy as a lark until my skin started breaking out a little here and there.. aiya, I can’t seem to win this pill/pimples battle.

I also started travelling to China last year for work and whilst having Siew as a travel partner made things a little better, I still generally get depressed about the trips.

Work wise, my baby grew quite a bit. We launched our much-loved flair collections to much success, started our premium range and after a series of supernatural events and hiccups, we finally settled into our very comfortable and spacious new place in Thailand. More to come in 2012.. we have so many exciting stuff planned! Super psyched. Go see our January premium designs if you haven’t! I’m super excited about it cause the designs are just so awesome.

Fulfilled my greatest lust in 2011, thanks to the amazing boyfriend. Major love!

Moving on.. in 2012 I hope that the working relationship with the partners will continue to be this awesome, for my ClubCouture baby to continue growing strong and healthy (more pretty clothes for everyone!), for the boy and me to always be this good and for property prices to drop. And for the radiation shit to improve – Japan is one of the few countries we both agree on.

It’s a little late..but here’s wishing all of us an amazing year ahead!

Feeling quite miserable atm – Maybe it’s the menstrual cramps or the fact that I’m terribly sleepy but I’m forcing myself to stay up so I can talk to the boy about when to watch Wicked (he’s playing Starcraft as usual), but I’m really feeling like shit. Kinda depressed, sorta. WHY

ANYWAY, moving on to happier things, if you are looking for a pretty dress for CNY…

If you didn’t already know, our premium items are made in quality fabric and the cutting, stitching etc will impress you. Superb boutique quality at very reasonable prices.. I know I’m super sales talky but I think quality is really important! A good design with poor quality will only make the dress and hence you the wearer look cheappppp :/

Some of my favourites from this launch:

Shop here: http://www.clubcouture.cc/ love!