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Tuesday, June 30, 2009

First Date.

~Do you like my stupid hair?
Would you guess if I didn't know what to wear?
I'm too scared of what you think.
You make me nervous so I really can't eat.~


The first date. The first of many to come or the first and the only. The first date can make or break any potential relationship from developing further. Of course I had my share of first dates, and probably will continue to have more of those.

The thing that freaks me the most is WHAT TO WEAR! I guess any girl will just panic at that thought. For one of the dates I had, I actually panic and thought for a VERY long time on what to wear. Of course I didn't do the "Zelda's not wearing pants" stint. I was dressed very decently ok. Hey, but that day my lashes were what I consider as mascara perfect - thick and natural. For another date I was the bomb, perhaps it was because it wasn't much planned. Pretty impromptu. Well, what to wear isn't the motive of my post.

Where to go? What to do? That's my topic. Firstly, you'll probably be interested in that person hence the first date. A typical date would be movies and dinner. Cliche? I think so. So do what? On that date which I wore decently (let's name it date A), well, we did something really different. We did some charity and spent the rest of the day window shopping stuff I like - vintage. Of course, vintage isn't an every day thing. You do not have to necessary follow what date A was. My meaning is just do something different.

If it's a meal you guys want to happen, try a picnic. Economical and fun. Location? I had my most recent picnic at the park opposite my place. Seriously, just any park will be fine. ALL parks are quiet and tranquil. I rest my case.

Say you don't want just food. You want a little action (no sexual connotations), try something different. Movies are nice but isn't everyone doing that? Perhaps you might want to visit a museum, if both of you are into arty farty stuff. If there isn't much in common, what I'm going to suggest next might seem a little silly but I bet you, it's going to be hell a lot of fun. PEOPLE WATCH! Seriously. Go to any random cafe that has an outdoor seating which faces passing crowds. And start people watching. So how do you actually people watch? These people are strangers. People that you have no idea who. What you do is to observe them and in some way fill in your idea of who that person is. And actually talk it out with your date. Not only do you get to have fun, you can actually get to know this person a little more by knowing how he/she judges people. Harmless fun with an intention. Hey, you get to have a meal and also hang with your date. That's so killing 2 birds with 1 stone.

I'm just trying to apply what I have learnt in school to real life. These are just some of the thoughts that I have developed from the various theories taught. Enjoy your first date!

~Forever and ever, let's make this last forever.~


P.S.: Kim Kardashian thanks her fans! :D I feel warm and fuzzy inside.




Monday, June 29, 2009

Enough.

Disclaimer: Not writing about anyone. Generic post.

I'm quite tired. Tired with all the little selfish girls out there in the island. Life isn't always just about your 2 cents worth of yourself. It is more than that. It is about the different people who surround you and influence every little bit within. I don't care if you're the oldest or the old girl or the only child in the family. The fucking word here is propriety. I know we live in the 21st century and propriety may seem a little old fashioned. But don't tell me you will act like a chimpanzee in a black tie event? Of course you won't because you want the reputation. Then again. With you not thinking for others and being all so self centered, what would others think of you?

I know we all have expectations of each other. But in some way we forget that people too have expectations of us. Maybe this is just me. It's probably me having the expectations of how people should behave too. Ironic, isn't it.

Well, I'm tired that's for sure. So how now?




Sunday, June 28, 2009

Sick.

I managed to actually recover from that flu (not swine) a week ago. And now it's back to haunt me. :( WTF right. I think it could have been the exams. All the late nights studying and all those red bulls. Sigh.




Friday, June 26, 2009

DONE!

I have finished my papers for the first 2 modules of the semester. Didn't get that A or that B as I had hoped for. I did try my hardest. Oh well.

News flash: Michael Jackson passed away. :S. No more ABC easy as 123. Oh well. Life is so short. Bye MJ. Loved you better when you were a kid. Bye.





Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Phoneless.

I'm guilty of maxing out my phone bill and not paying up. Now Singtel has decided to punish me by cutting all my out-going communication means. :( Oh well. I'm in the school library now using the super exposed PCs. Yes. I'm just another one of those victims addicted to CMC - Computer Mediated Communication. :S I get insecure when I know I can't reach people through technology. I would be at one of the study benches right now but my situation doesn't seem to prevail that. SIGH. I guess screw CMC and study! I need to ace the exams for that A!




Monday, June 22, 2009

Happy Daddy's Day.

Every year my family tries our hardest to squeeze out the idea of a typical happy family by celebrating ALL the little different days in the year. Well, Father's day was over the weekend. The Woo family had crabs and a whole load of other yummy food. I have been stuffed over these 2 weekends. Saturday was the Daddy's day celebrations (we had it early, Dad had to attend some wedding dinner and I had the BBQ on Sunday), Sunday was the BBQ.

Pictures from the BBQ will be due to a later date. Well, it's the Daddy's day pictures then. :D
Steamed crab. Wootz! ROE!
Dinner!
My crazy dog.
My old man! Without him, there won't be Zelda. Hey, but if you have a mortal grudge with me don't ever take it on my dad. I'll fucking kill you for it. Trust me.
I just had to take a picture of my empress-dowager dog. We discovered lumps in her again. Sigh. Seriously, I'm sad about it but refuse to think about that thought of her moving on before her supposed dog years life expectancy plan. Sparky you better fight it!
Family picture! Minus the dogs. HAHAHA.
Half-done eating. :D

Seriously, I know I'm not very much of a daughter. I do love my parents. Very much. Of course there are times when I'm just being a regular person. Treating my folks like any other body. I'm sorry that I take them for granted. I regret dumping my frustrations on my parents when that annoying "haters" incident happened. I guess to look at it this way: wrong method right intentions. I don't want my folks to think that I'm having a hard time but I just reacted according to what my emotions were. I'm sorry. (I don't really apologise that easily. It's true.) I <3 my folks. Sigh. Life is short. :S




Saturday, June 20, 2009

The most suggestive song.

Disclaimer: For non-minors only. If you're still under 16, either skip this site or just don't get caught reading it.


We hear songs from Akon or P Diddy or any of those R&B beats; and half the time it's a bout sex and fucking the girl (shortie). Well, I think the MOST suggestive song is...... (Drum roll)












































John Mayer's Your Body is a Wonderland.

We got the afternoon,
You got this room for two,
One thing I've left to do,
Discover me,
Discovering you.

One mile to every inch of,
Your skin like porcelain,
One pair of candy lips and,
Your bubblegum tongue.

Cause if you want love,
We'll make it,
Swim in a deep sea,
Of blankets,
Take all your big plans,
And break 'em,
This is bound to be a while.

Your body is a wonderland,
Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands),
Your body is a wonderland.

Something 'bout the way the hair falls in your face,
I love the shape you take when crawling towards the pillowcase,
You tell me where to go and,
Though I might leave to find it,
I'll never let your head hit the bed,
Without my hand behind it.

You want love,
We'll make it,
Swim in a deep sea,
Of blankets,
Take all your big plans,
And break 'em,
This is bound to be a while.

Your body is a wonderland,
Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands),
Your body is a wonderland.

Damn baby,
You frustrate me,
I know you're mine, all mine, all mine
But you look so good it hurts sometimes.

Your body is a wonderland,
Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands),
Your body is a wonderland,
Your body is a wonderland.

Of course the melody doesn't really seem like blatant sexy but sensual. In my opinion, it's just another of those songs like Puff, the Magic Dragon or Cocaine or Stairway to Heaven.

But I think it's a really sexy song. I guess when John Mayer wrote this he was thinking about the girl he was dating at that time. It was a lazy Tuesday afternoon in late Summer early Fall when the leaves were about to turn brown and the air was getting cooler. You could even feel the breeze if you were still enough. He probably stayed in one of those cabin houses off the city and the girl would be a High School sweet heart living in a nearby town. They hang out like how typical couples would - renting a dozen movies ranging from kooky comedy to OMG serious artistic foreign films like Children of Heaven. In the middle of Harold and Kumar, both of them laughed so hard that she fell onto him and soon started making out. He caresses her hair, sweeps it off her pretty face and kisses her. If you have watched enough porn, please note that it is not the kind of "Baby-let's-get-into-it-NOW!" sex. It's sensual and slow; perhaps the way we see in romance movies. The bed's made of a sturdy oak that has been crudely assembled together to form a 4-poster king size bed, the mattress is creamed with a sea of white cotton sheets. Kissing her more just affirmed the taste of bubblegum, sweet and young. Time still continues to move but stops at the same time for the couple.

Well. I'll leave you to ponder about it. Perhaps listen to the song, listen to the lyrics, I reckon you'll get the meaning. :D Isn't it beautiful?




Friday, June 19, 2009

15 hours and tons of SMS.

C: I feel refreshed after my long coma. But there are 101 smses and things for to do. :S




Wednesday, June 17, 2009

I'm excited!

Carrie Chau! :D
my dear little black sheep.

It isn't it cute... :D I guess it would be nice to get an internship with the museum.




Confounding variable.

I learnt this in my PSY class. Confounding variable. I think it's an interesting idea. Confounding variable. My lecturer has been encouraging us to use our own words to define these terms. So my definition written by me in my text is CHICKEN & EGG paradox. Familiar? Yes. I've used it in my first Sociology class last semester which thereafter I dropped out. Well, I've got to take the class one day. I love paradoxes. I think it's really interesting to see different ways that us people put ourselves in - fixes! We think of all the different weird but could work ideas everyday! I guess that's why I have to learn Psychology. It's fun but I just don't like the way how psychologists scrutinize an individual's behaviors, thoughts and emotions. To me it's morally wrong. Well, that's my definition. I have in a way operationally defined my wrong. (I apologize for all the psychology terms)

Ok. Back to the book.




Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Boxed.

I'm keeping you in this simple black box, labelled "Unphased"; and I shall allow it to collect dust until the "un" gets faded.




Monday, June 15, 2009

Tweet Tweet

Twitter! The current craze of the World Wide Web. Actually I DO have a twitter account. And it's almost 2 years old.

Perhaps this is just me. I see no point in updating my life through twitter. Isn't that what blogs are supposed to be? Maybe I will tweet. Maybe I won't. You know all this twitter stuff is kinda annoying.




Sunday, June 14, 2009

Procrastination.

Someone out there had to just invent the word "procrastination" and in some way instill it in me. ^#*%@^%@#&^%$@#*(&#%*(. That's me swearing all the countless swear words you can think of.

Yes, I am trying my hardest to crave out a career for myself with education. Remember this? Seriously I have been talking about it for a MONTH! ONE freaking MONTH! It's insane. It's wrong!

Elaine's back! Got an insight about her internship experience. I'm feeling the heat and the stress now. :S You know, I'm writing my CV from scratch. When I was in design, all we did were creative resumes. Mine was like some child's application form for some playgroup class. :S I need professionalism in that resume thing. Damn!




Saturday, June 13, 2009

She's leaving on a jet plane.

My dear old lover No.1 is coming back!!!!!!

OMG! Look at how much we have grown! :D Elaine!

Men may be able to give me orgasms but my lover no.1 can give me much more than that! Sunday, Sunday, Sunday!!!

Yes. Happy laughing at Miss Very-round-face. -.-. Thanks very much.




Friday, June 12, 2009

:D

Well, I got a little bored with the old layout. So I changed it! And I added the permalink thing! Hahahaha. Well, I hadn't really been able to figure that out until now! Oh well, better late than never! :D




Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Comtempary reads.

Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov.
The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald.
Save Me the Waltz by Zelda Fitzgerald.
American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis.

Will Amazon these books soon. I kinda have had enough of chick lit. Time for a twisted change. I have my favorite visually and musical creative idols (Gaudi, Van Gogh, Rachmaninoff), time to look for a favorite writer.

I have watched American Psycho before and am not afraid to admit it. I think its a interesting film, and I would strongly recommend it. Am not a psycho but I think the storyline is great! Ok, on a more bimbo note, Christian Bale's the American Psycho. He does put a stunning performance here. Those who are very sensitive to gore, please just avoid it. I would say it's kinda similiar to The Hills have Eyes. So, it's up to you to watch.




Once Cheena,

ALWAYS Cheena.

I'm sticking to my MJ tiles. :S Tai-taism here I come. I'm not that smart for poker. Oh well.

Wait. I'm not the gambling sort. So drinking and painting it shall be then.




Monday, June 08, 2009

NAMES!

Was just chatting with a friend with a common name. It's not a bad thing. To me it's just interesting and new to know someone that shares the same name as you. Perhaps the only other Zelda I do know is the game. :S

So what's the most common name on my Facebook?
Guy: It's a tie between Alvin and Jason! HAHAHAHA. 4 each! But I think the ultimate winner would be Jason. Personally I know 7 Jasons. 2 from Five Stars, 2 from work at Microsoft, the rest are friends. Wait. I just discovered I know 6 TERENCES! Wooooooooooo.

Girl: The winner is Rachel! 4 of them. Runner-ups close behind are Samantha and Elaine at 3 each. :D

You know, I never had the identity mistake before. :S It's something that it would be refreshing to just experience for a change. Move to the States? I know there are like a gazillion Zeldas there. :D




Such is life.

I super love talking to this friend of mine. He just loves to use the titled phrase. Such is life. He has that indifferent acceptance about things around him. Perhaps its a quality that I should learn from him. Such is life and there's nothing much that we can do. :D




Sunday, June 07, 2009

Real Man?

The inner lian in Zelda is talking again. :D


Jolin Tsai is hot! OK. I have always liked her. So back to topic. Real man? Is chivalry dead? Was just talking with my mom about guys. And it did struck me that the Zelda today does not find that Asian guys appealing. I'm sorry my fellow Chinese guys. Ok. This is what I reckon, Asian guys are on the softer side of the guy spectrum. And that to me is not "Man" enough. So, who's "man" enough? Ang Mos? Me being SPG (Sarong Party Girl)? Seriously, no. One of my current big crushes just happen to be Chinese as well. Perhaps some of you guys know who, but I ain't telling today.

So, what kind of guy do I define as a man?
Type 1: Mr Darcy.
The action man.
Not this one, not the college jock that we are all used to. I'm talking about the one that makes things work. The guy that will just get things done without much to say. That's a type real man. He doesn't have to be a millionaire, he just has got to have the DNA of initiation installed in him.

Type 2: Sensitive New Age Guy. SNAG.
Remember there was some Chinese TV series called SNAG sometime ago. I think SNAGs are hard to come by. In a way, they are mind-readers to the female brain. I know a few friends who are SNAGs but I myself has never dated one. Just all the jocks so far. We'll just stop at the jocks part. I refuse to blog about their respective personality traits. SNAGs at times can be mistaken for GAYS. Most of the time, SNAGs have many female friends. Simply because they can read women well, they understand and know what the female species want. If only more guys were like that. I guess they could try by watching that Mel Gibson movie - What Women Want.

Type 3: Dad.
Ok. I am serious about this. Unless by any unfortunate means, you did not grow up with a daddy by your side; I bet most of us (ladies) has hoped for our prospective/current squeeze to be a chip of our old block. I suppose the first guy that we get expose to is our dad. And he just happens to be the one that we always look up to (literately) and respect while growing up. A handful of the guys I have romantic connections with share the same horoscope sign as my dad and also share some similiar traits as my old man.In a way, its just us being human because we want to have that ability to relate to something familiar.

These are the 3 types of "Man" that I frankly can think of since it's now 3+am in Singapore. But these are also the types that I really do think that defines the male species to be boy or man. Nights.




Saturday, June 06, 2009

Bimbo on Bimbo.

You guys probably have watched the now-ended local reality TV show on Channel 5 - S Factor. Ok. Guilty as charged for being a religious(rare word I would use) follower of that show.

I know this is a little late as the show had ended for almost about a month. My favorite contestant is Holly! The teacher! HAHAHA. Yes. The tutor will definitely support her almost colleague. And of course me being a media whore who just loves reading all the little gos, have read a chunk of her blog too. She has her take on S Factor and on the contestants.

I suppose I do agree with her on the part about Kris. Kris is somewhat the idolized black sheep of the group. I think Kris is just being herself. Whereas the rest of the girls just have to rally together and defeat the one that just refuses to conform. And I think Kris hasn't done anything wrong at all. Holly doesn't want to get caught up in the little staged drama that the other girls have put up; so why can't people just stop and shut one little bit?

Perhaps a sign of their weakness? It just has to be. We learn from The Art of War that unity of the weak is strength against the strong. Well, I guess if one is not careful, one will turn into the weak and thus get the full blow of the attack. Maybe the best way is just to believe that one is stronger, resulting in a impenetrable spirit.

I'm still learning that. Still learning. After all Zelda is still very much human.




Friday, June 05, 2009

I want BOY clothes.

Everytime I pass by Zara, I just had to enter the store and try that infamous BF jacket.


It's just me. I have always loved JACKETS. I blame it on my broad shoulders. What to do when the next best feature is the shoulders. (The best happens to be my ass.) I'm at wit's end. Should I just save up $200 by not eating and spending for the jacket from ZARA, or scout for a vintage at thrift stores that might not even fit?

SIGH!!!!!!!




Thursday, June 04, 2009

Biasness takes a revisit.

Today, I get a wake up call that people are still people. People that HAVE only judgements and thoughts for themselves. The selfish implication rekindled memories from Design. Oh no matter how much I love learning and gaining knowledge, I still got to factor in the environmental noise that I could expect to receive.




Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Random.

I'm still random. So today's post is about anything random. No link what so ever.

Random #1:
The last 4 photo albums in my FB account all have FOOD as their cover photo. PROOF! See I'm not lying. HAHAHA.

Random #2:
I finished the entire packet of rasins. ALL 12OZ(340g) of 100% natural, no fat and cholesterol SUN.MAID rasins!

Random #3:
Eating a huge lot of LOZENGES one after the other, will cause anyone even my dog to fart then shit. According to Amanda, there is some chemical that if taken in high doses is a laxative(?). Correct me if I'm wrong.

Random #4:
To be a killjoy, I'm closing the blog once I get my first cheque from Nuffnangs. Pretty tired with the idea of handling people who can't just ACCEPT. Simple fact. Take it or leave it. The internet was fun while it lasted. :S Oh well.

Random #5:
It is 2.32am now and I am still stuck at Chapter 1 of my Com 488 textbook. :S Oh and I have tuition in the morning at 10am with China boy. :S