Jan, the amount of rubbish that is said in this video is unbelievable. But nothing can beat what is said at the 6.31 minute. I still don't quite comprehend. There is a point where there is no audio... due to the intelligence of the camera person. I think we tried so hard to make Kimmy look like a fool that we ended up looking like fools as well. Then the battery dies.










Eri! You know how sometimes you claim I don't pay attention to what you are saying...well, looks like someone is more interested in taking photos! Cause clearly! I was listening intently. Photo quite funny.

It was Kimmy's birthday surprise picnic at Botanic Gardens, which I have to say is really nice. The usual happened. Surprise. Smiles. Cupcakes. Present. Photos. We hope you enjoyed it Kimmy! Now, it's time for some situational jokes. Most will not bother reading this and only few will appreciate.

Erika: Babe! Whats the sauce in this (sandwhich)?

Me: It's... butter...
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Erika: Ya! If he want to come and go, I rather not have him.

Kim: Tell him to come... and go die...

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Kim: Yea there was a club there and the bouncer just let me in. I was 14.

Me: Maybe he thought you were a dwarf...

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Me: Oh man! I am soooo bitching!

Jannah: No you are not! You are just telling us a story.

Me: Yea a story.... with theories.

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Me: Yea, for most the first impression was "Plastics".

Jannah: YA! WHERE DO THEY GET OFF AH??!!

Me: YEA MAN! Where do they get off??!!... Orchard? Somerset??

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Me: Aiyo! Look at that small boy! So cute!

Jannah: YA!! He is digging in the bag for treasures/ treats!

Me: Ya! He is soooo cute!

Long pause...

Me: It's a girl la...

Yesterday was more eventful than we expected it to be.

Merry Christmas Everyone! I wish you peace and joy.

With lots of love,
Jules.

Oh Santa! Pretty please! Look at how pretty it is....
I've officially lost my writing juice. Juice??? See! Completely gone! I have several thoughts though.
Bubble Gum. Tulips. Hand cuffs. Clowns and Caramel Frappucino. Hmmmm...I'd kill for some Pecan Pie!
Oh! Facebook isn't all that fantastic. I do like how I can have a closet full of shoes though! I need to invite people so that I can get more closet space. You think Avi would be interested?

Have you ever noticed how the blue touches the white of the clouds? Or how the light hits the green of the leaves in the trees? But the way pink and orange stain the sunset,is a vision no one could paint.
Just a thought.
Happy Holidays!

I facebook-ed the rest. Yea....I did.

Beauty and the Beast is actually my favourite. But Eric is totally hot. Hate the name Eric though. So Gay. No offence, its just that he is not gay so it's a bit inappropriate. Personal opinion. Jannah! Remember we sang the entire song for Part of Your World, " Look at this stuff, isn't it neat. Wouldn't you think my collection's complete..."



Oh this one is the best! Haha Jan I know you will be singing to this one.

Boys Are...

Ignorant. Dense. Imbecilic. Misinformed. Moronic. Naive. Mindless. Shallow. Foolish. Dim. Futile.

That was fun! Before I begin, I would just like to say, Ren Ren I don't think of you this way okay! Haha. Oh and Hello!

The reason behind this post was the foolish behaviour of my friend's boyfriend. My friend who I will decline to mention and instead call her....Sophie, was going through a little problem. All she wanted to do was tell her, I'll be nice and say current love of her life, how she felt about this little tiff they had. The boy basically avoided the entire conversation which led to Sophie feeling like shit because of this built up anger.

Firstly, Boys, according to relationship savvy friends of mine, avoid topics which make them feel uncomfortable. Why? According to Me, because they are chickens who think about nothing but themselves and how they feel and run in the opposite direction when it comes to dealing with a females' emotions. Oh My G, to think we leave the safeguarding of our country in the hands of men who can't even handle a little bit of Estrogen. What more gunfire?

If you are not ready to hear what she has to say, tell her! I'll have you know that not all girls are sensitive and fragile. It's girls like that who give girls like Sophie and I a bad name. We can pretty much handle anything you throw at us. Like if you were banging another chick last night (a.k.a cheating on us) we'd actually want to know. In fact tell us if it was good or bad or how it could have been better. So we can ditch you and .....I shall not finish that sentence. Karma. Is. A. Bitch. Basically.

Girls are not mind readers. If you have something to say. Say it. You have a mouth, how about using it? Be honest. Thats all a girl asks for. The truth, even if it is going to hurt, is another thing they would like to have straight up. Gosh Jules. One more thing! Learn from Dan Humphrey of Gossip Girl. Keeping the fact that you still like the girl is not the way to go. How is she supposed to know if you don't tell her! The fear of being rejected is a lame ass excuse. What happened to chivalry? I guess its dead along with dinosaurs. I realise this post sounds very angst-y , but how many girls disagree? And the lack of sleep since Friday, ZoukOut was awesome, contributes to the attitude.

P.S: Yes Jannah. Always.

Being the dumbass that I am, I accidentally deleted some of the photos. So Vietnam is a really nice place. I just loved walking around, but it was soooooo damn noisy.90% of the entire nation travelled on Vespas. They would blow their horns to vent their anger. Which was practically every minute of every day. The driver who took us to the airport was traveling on this absolutely- no- traffic street, and he horned...twice. At what? No clue. Pedestrians do not have the right of way at zebra crossings, so cross at own risk. Nearly got knocked down actually, its amazing I sit here...blogging. I skipped out on a tour to study OB. My sister found that amusing and took that photo to rub it in my face. Shopping is not as good as Thailand of course. The cafes are way better than Starbucks or Coffee Bean. Their Christmas decorations are better than ours by a mile, or maybe 10. But I am glad to be back in the quiet hustle and bustle of our country.

It's December and I have no idea where the year went.

Back:) Hello Lovely Singapore. I've missed you so. Goodnight.

I am off to Vietnam tomorrow. My dad and a long story. Will be back in time for the mid semester tests of course. Let's see... what else happened this week? Oh Ally came back! And here I am leaving the country. Sorry Alison! Oh! Beks I wanted to show you the speech I did for my P.S class right but... I shy. You will get all teary eyed on me. And I think it would make Corinne very jealous. Sorry Gan, I was just thinking of Bekies' death for some reason. The two of you better keep the house safe! NO PARTIES UNDERSTAND! And that bottle of Mango Vodka better be there when I get back. Okay, XOXO to everyone else. Tara!

P.S: It is a yes on the breast feeding, with implants. Thanks Rach.