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Monday, August 31, 2009

It’s not easy.

Finally a song about the pains and struggles of being a woman. Wait. Dave Matthews Band didn’t exactly write that for us. They wrote it for that idiotic Superman with that super unsexy red spandex. Ewww.

I am now on the bus of 72. A bus service I once commute on 2 years ago. Met with my polytechnic lecturer and had a 2 hour chat. I suppose it does help clear the head once a while, talking to Garry. After all, my transitional phase was during the pursuit of my diploma. Yes I have grown over the years since the day I was 17 and first stepped into the design classroom.

We spoke about issues pertaining feminism – a topic that I could never get enough of, societal issues, perhaps disappointing ID successors and of course the updates of my life. Haters listen up. I am not closing the blog. I take it back. Seriously, I suppose you just can’t get enough of me hence the constant thought to hate me on your toes. Yesterday I might be writing issues that have a direct influence from you, today I’m writing ideas and problems I think and I see happening every day. No point judging me when you can’t handle yourself. Period. Don’t start an argument about your great capability about your perfect etiquette and upbringing. I don’t need to hear that.

Feminism. Remember my lovely topic on how much the porn industry never fails to wither? Yes. Apparently I get that green light from my mentor. To think a 50-odd-year-old dude would agree to such issues. Point is we do live in a chauvinistic world, why bother fighting over nitty gritty issues that we women can’t agree upon? Aren’t men a much bigger headache than what we can handle? No wonder we women are deemed as silly. Take it or leave it.

Societal. Next year is voting year. You can bet that I will be casting a serious vote. I think all these voting is nonsense and a total waste of time. Why spend so much money each campaign, when end of the day, we all know who’s gonna make up the government! And I bet you, 10 years down the road the end result will still be the same. But the only difference is by then; I will have fulfilled my self-fulfilling prophecy of marrying a Caucasian and probably be living in Paris, Milan or Frankfurt, maybe even the States. My point: Politics in Singapore just bore me to tears. Even the constant power struggle in the Philippines is way more interesting to read about. My bad for the love of conflict, but then again aren’t we all suckers for that?

WELL, the kids doing industrial design are an utter disappointment. Just by taking a glance at their work………… I’m shaking my head as I type this. And I think I wouldn’t want to write any more about them. It’s either do or die people. And I bet, you’ll die with what you have now.

Well, that’s all for now.




Sunday, August 23, 2009

YAY!

TOY STORY 3!!!!!

:D



I WANT TO WATCH!!!!

Starts singing "You've got a friend in me, you've got a friend in me~".



Phone.

Well, I have been using the Sony Ericsson W910i for quite some time, and it loves to be a great phone by hanging ALL the time. And yes I have been browsing for a worthy replacement for quite some time as well. There's the battle between the pretty phones and the tech-savvy ones. Ok. I'm a geek underneath all these glamor. In the end I decided I want a techy phone.

I like a phone that has ALL the buttons of the alphabet. I won't have to worry about whether the dictionary in the phone has the word. It does help in texting too! Perhaps I would use less talktime too! Well, I have shortlisted 2 qwerty keyboard phones: E63 and OmniaPRO B73. But I can't choose. Sigh. All I know is I need a way much better phone than that I having now.



No Friends?

On Friday - the last day of the work week, my supervisor, Ken, remarked I have NO friends. Well, I didn't have any plans for Friday and so that equates to a lack of social life. Well done!

This entry has nothing to do with any of the people I have left out with or those haters that think I'm crap. Because seriously I don't have this 24/7 surveillance thing to monitor their every move. True, at times they could be in your face on Facebook updates, but that's about it. Well, I'm writing this disclaimer just so that a certain anyone won't think that I'm writing about them all the time. I seriously don't have the time and effort to churn out articles on people that aren't really part of my life. However I will have to use a few examples here in this entry. Not that their way of life is wrong, it's just something that I don't agree with. Seriously what I write here is not the absolute.

To start, I am a very selective person. I may know many people. There maybe 1000 contacts in my little black book but end of the day, it is those that matters. And it is still and has been those few people. And the thing about me is I refuse to pet name people until that acquaintance phase has died and has blossomed into friends. And usually my friends are people whom I have either known for very long or have spent a tremendous amount of effort trying to befriend me(and that's not one the pretext level). As I always say, once you're a friend of Zelda's it's for life. I feel guilty now and then that I have neglected some of my friends.

Well, I think to be my friend is not easy. My mom thinks I don't really know how to choose my pals. Perhaps she's right. I do like hanging with people that have pretty wrong lifestyle choices and habits. But I gel better with them, Mom. *LAUGHS OUT LOUD*

Nicknames for friends come in way way much longer after that friendship has been established. My baby knows the best. I think it is only till recent years that I have started calling her baby. In fact, I think that pet names that are derived from the sub-version of the person's name is somewhat rude. Perhaps it's just me. I don't like people calling me Zel. Serious. Please call me Zelda and as in Zel-duh. Not Zel-dah (ugly). Zel to me sounds like Cel and in turn reminds me of celery. Sorry digress.

Back to nicknames. I like generic names. Like darling, baby, loves or really simple and un-ugly one syllable sounding names. A good example is Jo! Or Laine! Or Val! Or Bren! Not something like Zel or Cel or Dar or Per. It's just weird. My opinion.

Another thing, I don't like to any how name my friends until it's fine with them. Henceforth, it's either their straight-up English names (born with or not) or their really cute sounding Chinese names! HAHAHAHA. These 2 guys are my friends, OK. Even Mo Zhuangling sounds cute too! :D You know I would like it if someone actually called me Woo Xiao Shan. Instead of Woo Rui Shan. ><. Or even Woo Shan Shan's cute too!

Ok. Digress. Well end of the day, Ken, I do have friends. Thing is if I don't hang with them doesn't mean they aren't friends. I can't possibily stick to my pals 24/7. People need to work, study, eat, play, shit and do things on their own too! Apparently this is the same space I give my beaus too! Hmmm. Well that's another story for another time.

P.S.: If the haters want to comment and flame, whatever. Seriously. Oh. And I like my disclaimer dares! HAHAHAHA.




Awwwww.



Yup. I did watch Up. And I liked the movie. Those who have yet to watch it, should be so shot dead. Kidding. Well, just watch it lah. You will get my drift after it.



Friday, August 21, 2009

Sex sells.

Doesn't it? That's why the porn industry is always booming despite the economy downturn. So, in that case, why don't everyone of us go into porn. Seriously. So if a gal were to wrap up to an interview, the chances are slimmer? So if I were to reveal part of my bra, chances increase by 10%. So sleeping with the dude equates 100%? Ok. I'm kinda exaggerating here. I tend to when I get pissed.

But seriously. I remember JLo saying in Maid in Manhattan that Richard Gere will never take notice of her in that maid's uniform but gleamed when she borrowed a Gucci(I can't remember the brand) outfit from one of the guests. Seriously men. One moment they tell us women to think like them and work like them. The next, they can't keep in their testosterones and well, become unprofessional. What is this?????? Seriously. Yes, we work with emotions. But I have learnt to channel those emotions into positive energy that productive and efficient. Yes, we may get our heads up and in the clouds. But don't you guys get your dicks up and stop all other means of function?

Guys, I'm sorry for being rather feministic here. Let me explain. In my context of life, I have had guys coming up to me saying this and that. But when I reflect on, I realized it's seriously a case of the pot calling the kettle black. Perhaps this is just my personal ideology and philosophy. I believe each one of us should be accounted for our own selves. I think that as an individual, it's about self content and self improvement. How much do you want to improve as a person and be contented with it? It's not about Jack telling Amy that she should do this, she should do that. It is this annoying factor in men that think they are the more superior sex of the 2? Seriously, there are only TWO. Why bother competing What's the point about winning this game? Seriously. (Now I'm beginning to think the Tiger Beer ad is ridiculous. No wonder I don't drink beer.)

My point is stop being a hypocrite. Always reflect on thyself first. Ok. I admit. It's fluff. I'm tired and hungry. Needed to rant. So if the haters want to whine and bitch here, go ahead. I can't care less. Plus I think I need some drama in life now. Bring it on.



Tuesday, August 18, 2009

ABCDEFG.

ABCDEFG. Zelda wants to be a collecting bee!

Ok. This is a late night entry about my collections. Well. I'm waiting for my hair to dry too. Am not a big fan of hair dryers.

So A is for ALCOHOL! You would have guessed it! Well, if you were to operationally define collecting, this would probably won't fit the bill. But it's my blog. So I'll operationally define collecting as things that make me happy! So drinking does it! Any consummable liquid that has a percentage of alcohol contain in it works. Ok. No drinking on Thursday. Needs the professional image. I can't go on stage drunk. Oh well.

B is for BRAS & BIKINIS. This is my new found collection - Underwear! I love thongs and push-up bras. Shut up. I know I'm small. So? That's why the invention of push-ups. I love feeling pretty inside too! :D

C is for CAMERAS! Still 9 at hand. Waiting for number to happen by Christmas. :D Blackbird Fly? Or a Leica M8?
Pretty please????

D is for Darlings. MARILYN, JIEMEI, ELAINE, ZULIA - the girls. NITY, JASON, MERV, DENIS, ZED - the guys. Loves my peoples! :D

E is for EATING. I love food. I love cooking. But I know my condition. Sigh. Seriously I need to break out of that eating disorder. SIGH!

F is for FOOTWEAR! I just bought a new pair of shoes! :D I'm a happy girl! Seriously, I have lost count of the number of shoes I have. Even the shoes storage in my parents' house's over-spilling and Dad's complaining. :S

G is for GUYS! I love penises! Sausages! :D Ok lah. It's beginning to sound crude. Well. I love men. I love how the way they kiss and touch. Guy collection? Well, I got to learn not to kiss and tell. :S. My lips are sealed on who's who.

I think my hair's about dry. I'm going off~!



Saturday, August 15, 2009

Don't ask why.

Seriously, enough! Ok. This is not another post about my drama in school. That has long been forgotten. Seriously if the kid isn't interested in studying there's no use in being patient anymore! This is my last straw with China Boy. To be quite frank, I have been very much of a push over. And it sucks. And the guardian had the cheek to tell me that I'm not doing my job. WTF! The boy's the one that's not interested. You can lead a horse to the water hole but you can't force it to drink.
Damn it. I'm really tempted to set up this union for private tutors especially when MOM does nothing for us. People interested?



Friday, August 14, 2009

I know, I know!!

I know already!!!! I'm a person who will only be with a person when I have decided that that person is more important than all my loves at the moment: drinking, clubbing, dancing, social smoking, blogging, not eating.

I don't need a guy who will force me to settle down when I'm still lusting over all those vices. Best if I can get a guy who loves all the vices that I do too! That will be so much fun! Seriously! Well, technically I thought I did discover one such guy. But life's a bitch. Sometimes it just gets the better of you. I don't deny part of me still misses this person. Oh well. As humans, we adapt and move on.

Well. In my recent tweet: Women are like the chameleon, she may be able to change her looks but she will always be woman. So, I am woman. Hear me roar. LOL. Yes, this is heading into a sexist writing direction. Whatever. This is something I don't get. Why do men always want us to evolve in terms of appearance but fail to realize that no matter how much make up and hot clothes, she is still she. So here's my question: Has guys actually come to fall for the person or in fact they are in love with what L.V. or Hermes or Zara has to offer? Yes, I do admit my material wants and desires are on a insane high. But I do understand for the feelings and thoughts and principles that are brought to the relationship platter. Well, humans are just unpredictable. Or so I like to debate with the Psychology students. Well, true that you can get anal and try your bestest to patternize and group every single behavior. But as humans we have 1001 different kinds of behavior. So you do the math, using combination and factorial formulas, I bet no one can predict the exact behavioral pattern that a person would be like.

That was a totally awesome digression from topic. HAHAHA. Well, I guess men are just less matured than women. Afterall they have this thing called testosterones (I keep having this mental rhyme of it with Toblerone). I guess it's the animal instinct that just make them seem less intelligent. ~Shrugs.



Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Random!

Found this on Sliimy's tweet.
It's french but I think it's MF cute. :D



Why swim?

I did 5 laps today! :D. Well, my arms are a little aching at the moment. Yes. I have not been swimming for a very long time. Today, since I took the morning half of work, I thought I hit the waters! And it was good.

So why swim? First reason: KEEP FIT! We all know that Singapore is a foodie paradise. And sometimes, the bulge will appear. Don't want to forgo the food? EXERCISE! Ai sui ai zho ming gia. Loosely translated: Want pretty must do something. Well, for my case, I can't always starve myself. I need to develop some muscles too! So I'll start with Maddie's arms as a goal first. Aren't they hot???? First hot body part goal: hot arms! Not the butterfly ones that can double act as a handfan.

Secondly, you can get that yummy tan! I'm not exactly super tan. Probably average. Ok, I'm quite tan. ><. Pros of having a tan: a slimmer and leaner look. Being dark gives people the illusion of slim. Not sure about the Indians or Niggers. :S.

Thirdly, if you swim at the public pool, there are juicy people to gaze at. Imagine you head to Toa Payoh pool and see Mark Chay there. Wootz~! OR if you're really lucky Michael Phelps! But if you do, please give me a ring. I'll cab there with whatever amount of money I have left to see him!!!! My loves~!

Ok. I'd better move on to the 4th point and stop googling over male swimmers. Opps! Reason why I swim: no worries about sweating during exercise! Girls, you got to agree on this point with me. Don't you hate the stickiness after a workout? Well, I hate it. I have very active sweat glands and sometimes it puts me off before my dates feels turned off. Seriously, you don't feel the sweat or the stickiness at all! :D

Lastly, it's the exercise that well in my opinion, has the least amount of clothing on. Not like I'm a fan of indecent exposure, but again this leads back to the sweating issue. And well, isn't that a turned on too? Go figure.

So people, SWIM!!!!



Tuesday, August 11, 2009

When?

It's Tuesday and the long weekend has ended. And my only single girlfriend's leaving again. Just last Sunday I blogged about my single life and not wanting to step into a relationship. Now with Elaine out of sight, I'm wondering would it be wise to be back on the hunt again (just when I've decided hunting season's over)? Or perhaps the hunting season is not over; it's just the hunter taking a break and all the animals have decided to parade aroung the hunter during this break. And it's MF tempting. Especially when that exotic wild cat's walking around nonchanlantly. Sigh!



This is so true.

I did a Facebook quiz sometime ago and I realized the results are in fact quite true.

It entitles: Which color best suits your personality?

You are Yellow!

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You are Yellow! You are a bright, happy person. You probably like peace and harmony, and just wish that everyone could be as simply joyful as you are. You love to spend time with your friends, and are probably the optimist in the group. Not to say that you're sickeningly happy all the time, you just tend to have a positive outlook on life. You have a bright, pleasant personality that draws people to you. You can light up a whole room! You sometimes get stepped on by reds, not because you can't defend yourself, but because you prefer not to. You just don't want to disrupt the peace. Your friends go to you when they need someone to encourage them or to help them look on the bright side. You can also be very insightful; you have a way of seeing the world differently, more perceptively, than most people. At the same time, however, you can be a little...well, you live in your own little world. Just like yellow can go with most colors, you can get along with most people - as long as they can stand your optimism! You, in a nutshell: Happy, peace-loving, bright, insightful, optimistic, supportive, loving, compassionate. YELLOW!



And just last Friday while waiting to head to Butter with Val and Elaine (Toh), we did this personality test; and one of my answers was yellow too! Am I that yellow??? I know I'm Asian but that much of a chink? o.0



Sunday, August 09, 2009

Freedom.

It has just dawned on me that I'm not looking. In fact, I'm in love with my freedom. True a gal can still feel a little lonely once a while. However, I believe that I'm the kind of girl that enjoys her own space and being responsible for herself. To me it just seems like a hassle to actually worry about the guy 24/7. And I just can't bear to have someone do the same for me too. I do agree that if I were to be in a relationship, it would have to be with a VERY liberal guy. But I guess, now's not the time either.




Saturday, August 08, 2009

Long Weekend.

Thing I like about this month: LONG WEEKEND!

This means partying starts/started on Friday and lasts till Sunday. So let me do the math: Friday - 1, Saturday - 1, Sunday - 1. Wooohoo! 3 days of continual partying! I like.

It's 5am in the morning and I just got back from Butter Factory. Tonight's the first time for me since it moved. :D And without a doubt, Butter's going to be packed this Sunday. Perhaps I'll just party till tomorrow. We'll see. St. James anyone? It's Supafly!!!!



Tuesday, August 04, 2009

I LOVE CABLE!

There's a new show on channel 55: When a Dog loves a Cat.
And the dog in the show just reminds me so much of Cody!

I love my dog. This is love. And yes. I have yet to experience anything like this with the opposite sex. Sexist alert: Perhaps guys do need to learn from the dogs.



Saturday, August 01, 2009

Pictures and more!

Remember that eff-ing project I was busy on and had no time to update here? It's done. Oh and the pictures from that day too! Before class starts proper.
Peek-a-boo!
Jo says she looks weird with the shots taken chin up. I beg to differ.
DS + Phone-ing.
Job well done ladies! :D

After my first day at work, I headed to St. James with my sister but the entire night was crap. CRAP! First time St. James was crap. Sigh. It just dawned on me that I seem to have visited about 75% of the club scene in Singapore. Sad. I need NEW. Butter Factory? Maybe. Pricey though. But near work. Well, let's see about that again. Here's a big-ass picture of me last night. Dress: F21.