Britney Rawks!

Now, I don't usually have much to say about pop stars, celebrities or any other wannabes BUT I'm really glad that Britney has decided to dump her loser ass husband.
It's about time! Good on you, girl.... Whooooooooooooo!
So, to commemorate the occassion, It's Good-On-Ya-Britney Day!





Ok Ok, i'm going overboard here... but saved the best for last (the message, not the video)

Stronger, than yesterday...

Sydney weather’s been pretty gloomy for November. It’s been raining the past two weeks, gloomy and wet. And I love it! Don’t get me wrong – I love the sun and summer but on the other hand, I love the cool weather. Where I’m guaranteed a good sleep, a good snuggle and a good veg out in front of the tv.
AhhhhHHHhhh…..

On another note, aren’t I doing a great job updating this blog?

bITCHIN'

I wrote an awfully long bitchin’ post about Kayu, my partner’s best friend. It’s a great post! Untill my conscience jumped in and took control by deleting every single word I wrote. I guess it’s for the better. Nobody gets hurt, nobody reads it and we all walk away happy…..or do we?

How many of us often have to put up with their spouse’s friends? The weird characters that you would never be affiliated with if it wasn’t for your spouse? Does anybody feel the pain of gritting the teeth and putting up with these people just because they’re part of your other half’s life?

Of big hair and big shoulder pads

Did i mention how much I love You Tube?

I stumbled upon bits and pieces of Beverly Hills 90210 episodes and am flooded with memories of Brenda, Brandon, Jason, Donna, and how we used to swoon and imagine we were as cool as that.

I kid you not. Us 12 year olds. Pretending to be cool 17 year olds. Wanting to grow up quicker. Wanting to go on dates. Wanting to be the "in" clique....

Great times..

OhhhHHHHhhhHHHhh

Sat Night Karaoke = great fun
Sun Hangover = not so fun

...... sigh

After three gruelling interviews, I have been offered a position in a professional IT services firm, which I promptly accepted. I would use the term prompt loosely, after all, I had spent the past week going in and out of the office and having long chats with pretty much all those who interviewed me.

Love the office culture. Like the people…and its very promising

The remuneration benefits of the firm are awesome – I get free life cover, with training and development allowances and of course, the obligatory super.
Fingers crossed once again.

SighHhhhhh.....

I'm a hopeless romantic.
I love this ad.

I baked.

I freaking B.A.K.E.D. 3 days into my stagnant career and I baked. Wtf.

I can’t believe I’m writing this. I have quit. I am back in the job market.
Need I say more to express the disappointment and pain endured from work?

There we go again. I chose the shittiest time of the year to be job less.

Let the rat race begin

Eeep. Talk about throwing me into the deep end of the pool. I’ve just been told that I’ll be in a client meeting on the morning of the first day of work. Phew. Could P.R.E.S.S.U.R.E come a knocking any closer?

Heck, i can't even enjoy the last week of being a bum, i've been so stressed out and burying myself in books, hoping to refresh and sharpen my "skills".Which btw, did shit all, somehow i keep falling asleep when i'm "studying". This, coming from a girl who does not usually nap!What are the f'ing odds?

I’m determine to do well and will certainly strive to do my best. Gan Batte!

Why is it that your bestest friend would post the most hideous looking photo of you on their friendster profile? How do you make them stop? Of all the millions of cam whore pictures, why couldn’t she post a decent pic of me?
Yuck.

What was supposed to be a celebration of a birthday over the weekend became a reflection on Mr Sniffles life. Mr Sniffles has been with the family for 12 years. Having battled cancer for the past 2 years, we have decided to put him to sleep.
RIP Mr Sniffles, I’ll never forget how you gave me comfort during those hard times, how you sat by my side and gave me doggy hugs when I was in mourning. I hope you realise how much we love you and how heart breaking it is to let you go. Perhaps we’ll meet again one day….

I’m back on track.

I have a job. I start on the 18th Sept.
Where have I been? Travelling, of course! Here’s a few snapshots...







Oh, and I've been dreaming of this...

*drools*

Had my folks visiting for a couple of weeks and it’s the most exasperating, hectic, and emotional visit. All in all, we had a great time with different experiences crammed in two weeks. I was an emotional wreck when they left – you’d think that I’d be immune to the sappy shit having live here for 5 years but I guess not. I’m such a wuss.

It’s been a week since they left and I truly felt as though there is someone watching over me. Someone who is setting up the weather, the timing to coincide and compliment whatever’s been happening. Thank you.

What nerve

What makes you think that you could just charm your way back into my life an d pick up from where you left me hanging 5 years ago? What? So now that you’re single again, you’d imagine that I would drop everything just to be your beck and call?
Up yours, buddy……up yours!

What are the freaking odds of falling sick 3 times in 6 weeks?

I can’t believe that I’m down with the flu. Again. For the third bloody time in six weeks. WTF? The boy, is not faring any much better. He’s down with it for the second time within two months. The only explanation that we both could come up with is the quality of air in Sydney being so bad, our bodies couldn’t cope with it. In some ways, I suppose it is true. When in Canberra, we took fresh air for granted. Healthy bodies, mum’s cooking….and the list goes on. BUT HELL…I’m from KL. Smog city = land where you can hardly see 500 metres away half the year. WTF WTF WTF?

Interviews = no fun

Let me re-phrase that…attending job interviews = no fun AT ALL.
Clammy hands, jumble thoughts, uncoordinated words…I never seem to fail making a fool out of myself at interviews. At times like these, I wish I’m the BS Queen, the champion salesperson, the smooth talker. I wish.
Why can’t we just be ourself? Why is it that in interviews, being humble is not a virtue highly looked upon?

I attended one today. A job interview with a marketing agency. I’d be damned if I even knew that these agencies exists before this. It sounded like a challenge, a fun challenge! I wonder if I would be able to surpass the expectations I’ve placed on them….

All ‘glammed’ up…

I spent last Saturday at the races, and gosh, how much fun! My boy and I had an exclusive invite to a private suite and this occasion obviously calls for glammed up dresses and suites. Even better, the free flowing Moets and waiter served canapés. The races was good too; although I suspect it would have been much more fun if it were spring or summer.
I could so get used to this…

These are the laziest days of my life.

I still can’t believe how warm it is over here even in winter. Winter? What winter? It feels more like spring! The weather almost makes up for the fact that I’m fast approaching $0 dollars in my bank account. Penniless but happy, is there such a thing?

Applying for jobs in the big smoke has been quite a chore. Granted, it is much easier then when I was in Cbr 2 years ago. Jobs are abundant here….if only I can get people to have a look at my resume.
I miss my dog.

Welcome to my pad

Happy happy joy joy!
Check out my pad! I am now a Sydney sider; having moved 90% of my belongings to my new one bedroom apartment on the First of. How divine is that? My Own Place! * beams *
Two weeks have gone by and I’m still living out of a suitcase and boxes. I just don't have a clue what goes where!

A lengthy entry later - been sick with all the excitement/stress and am barely recovering!

Breathe

I am admitting, with shame, that I’m an addict. I crave for it. Not an hour goes by without my thinking about it. When I’m with it nothing else matter…rendering me useless/helpless/hermit. And no, it’s not drugs nor ciggie nor alcohol. These I could do without. It’s my computer game I can’t live without. Yes, I’m a geek….always have been, always will be. J Oh well…think of all the money I’m saving from not shopping – not that I’m a big spender anyway. So now you know why the lapse in entries.

Don’t you just hate the “when are you getting married” questions? Admittedly, these questions are acceptable depending who it’s coming from but geez…people can be so darn rude. My last encounter was of this friend of mine whom I’ve not been in contact for a while. I use the term friend loosely as I barely know him except that we hung out for a while a few year back while bitching about life. So yeah, all of a sudden he MSN’ed me and says “so when are you getting married?” I swear….he was smirking after that statement/question/whatever u call it. Helllloooo? Wake up people, it’s the 21st century and a woman’s goal is no longer just getting married and making babies.
It’s not a one off question too…which I can usually manage in good nature. This is probably his favourite question of all times. And is usually one of the first thing he’d say to me….no hi, hellos, or how are yous.
Sheesh. So back to the conversation, I reply irately “ when are YOU getting married” (he was in his 30s…a good 10 year older than me) and he goes…. “i don’t even have a gf, what more a marriage?” So tit for tat….i responded by “When are YOU ever gonna get a gf and settle down” and blocked him off my list before he can reply….Talk to the hand, mister. Hah! Hope you are smart enough to read in between the lines and bugger off the questions.

I’m heading off to Melb in a few hours. Haven’t been there for ages! I’m planning on a shopping spree although knowing me, I’d think of my pennies and save it up….since every day’s a rainy day now……(literally, too)