Marieism

So the dudes finally tried Level 10 at Sunset Bar & Grill. Well, they started with level 5 decided it wasn't as hot as the level 4 (that should have been a level 8 they claim) they had two weeks ago so Adrian, Allen and John had the level 10s and now they want level 25! Fucksake, nutters!

 

Anyways, the tally I got off Mei Hui blog....

Adrian: 2 Level 5, 3 Level 10

Allen: 2 Level 5, 2 Level 10

John: 1 level 1, 1 Level 5, 1 Level 10

Noel: 1 Level 5 and 1 (or was it 2) Level 1 and 1 fry covered with Level 10 sauce

Mei Hui: 3 Level 1 and 1 fry with some Level 10 sauce

Marie: 2 Level 1 and 1 fry with some Level 10 sauce

Wendy: 1 Level 1

 

People who turned up in the end

The Maddest of them all

Enuf

Yum

My lame tapped with level 10 sauce fry.

 

 

Ok... I've played with an iphone months and months ago, I like it but it's just too wide and I hate that I have a wuss grip on it. So no, I'm not interested in it, no, I don't think it's drool-worthy. I mean it's a PHONE!! I like Apple, don't get me wrong, I  my ipods, I don't know if I'd choose a mac over a pc but I do like the design factor. But frankly I'm getting waaaayyyyyyyy too many lame emails bout the freaking iphone. Go get it already, use it, just LEAVE ME ALONE.

 

Sigh... I need a new phone soon and I'm hoping Nokia comes up with something worthwhile... please, come on, enuf ugly bulky phones!!

 

LAME ASS LINK outta 10 so far...

 

 

Ok, it's NOT December yet! The rain is play tricks with my heart (and tummy) cos I feel like fruit cake, hot tea and pineapple tarts... but wait I have to wait like 3.5 months before I get my paws on those. Damn this rain! I haven't gone for a proper walk with Stomper, haven't run.... grrr!!

 

And what's worst I'm itching to buy the blue pair!

 

Plus paintball will very likely be cancelled unless it's blazing hot tmr and sat AM... I do not want paint and mud coming outta every pore.

It's like porn that makes your heart swell..... someone needs to buy this with all the additions so I can play with it....

 

 

Ok, finally found 2 LOLs that made me laugh out loud (esp the Panda one)... and I did one of Shiba

 

 

 

 

 

Hands up how many people care what other people think about them? Come on, shoes included. If we didn't care we wouldn't get another pair of shoes to add to the 46th pair we already own, right? I think it's fair to say that on some level, everyone cares. Frankly, I'd like to think I don't but I know I'd rather someone think I'm a grade A bitch with a stick stuck up her arse than a low class loser who cheats on his girlfriend, has brown teeth, fat, fug and a useless friend.

 

So I pride myself on being a good friend... yes I do... I know I'm not the greatest (all the time)... I know I have major flaws but I have good friends who love me, they know I'm always there for them and I'm OH SO FUN to have around *snigger*. However, sometimes, we out grow our friends, it happens and I think it's an organic process, no big blow out... just drifts away. We get new friends who fill the void etc. It's part of the process right?

 

Totally unrelated (which is pretty much this whole update), I'm missing my long hair... I don't miss the trouble or when it gets caught in my sweaty pits ... I actually love how quick I can wash and dry my shorter hair BUT I miss how I look with long hair . My mom says I'm not sexy anymore... I'm ...urgh... sweet.

 

I haven't been to the gym... it's been wet, so I haven't gone for a run, yes, I AM made of sugar and I melt...and I wasn't feeling well enough to go to the gym.... Pay back is gonna be a bitch on Thurs, Fri and Sat/ Sun. Woe.

 

We're heading back to Sunset AGAIN...bet you thought the novelty would have worn off by now uh? Soon, I reckon.

I know part of the reason why R wanted to marry me so quick was cos I was a Metal Junkie and although I hardly listen to my past favourite bands, at least I understand his love for them plus I have 2... yes two Tool Limited edition boxsets and a rad Metallica CD set which I intend to frame and display proudly when we get our own place and make sure everyone knows it's MINE, not his. 

 

I still love Metallica, have to forgive them for Black and St Anger and I'm hoping their new album rocks. The problem is that R listens to them at full volume and I just can't.. I already slightly deaf in one ear... mostly cos 1. in school it's only cool that the person standing next to you on the bus can hear every note played, every word screamed when you have your earphones on 2. standing near the speakers at clubs (only space to put my drink down) and 3. attending STEPS concerts (shudder) and I just don't wanna go more deaf. He'll listen to their new album full blast in the room and I'll pull up a chair outside the closed door and listen to their new album at a normal volume.

 

So I'll leave you with their first track of their upcoming album (sent to me by the husband of course). Kinda like One, yes? 

You know what's better than taking a Friday off for a long weekend? Taking the next Monday off for an EXTRA LONG weekend. I'm so stupid, woulda shoulda coulda BUT didn't.

 

Anyways, it was great... cept for the rain.

 

Friday was lovely... cept for the rain, packed up the designated beach backpac got in the car and 2 mins later it poured, poor Stomper looked all confused like... "where did we go? why are we home already? was I dreaming? grumble/ bark". Decide to get make Mexican-ish lunch; wraps with avocado, cheese and beef, totally yummers. Then got an early start to my donuts. I looked for the KK recipe, cross checked it with Ness's one and I think we got it off the same site, decide it was a safe bet BUT... I ended up adding 4 more ups for flour ...like WTF and I don't have a mixer at R's place *whine* my poor fingers. Anyways, cos the yummy hubby (bare chest and all) helped cut the donuts (I used a cup and a shot glass ) and Aileen fried them up, it was finished really quick, but my back still hurt. *pics up soon*

 

Took a nap, heated up a donut, bliss. Collected my Raffles mooncakes, drool, rushed to HOUSE for dinner.

 

By the end of the night I was nearly done with ... this... it's sad that blue and orange come so naturally...blah

 

Saturday, competition always brings out the ugly side of me, I try to suppress it, control it, avoid it.... anyways, we had food, drinks, giggles and a QUIZ... all things Auzzie... lets not include the local carrot cake. My team won, woot, so I got to make Stef, Wen, Cheryl & Marianne do silly things... but the point was I WON... oops, my team won, whatever. Thanks Ames for the funny questions! Ace.

 

Oh I so SOOOOO need to get that pump and shoot toy!

 

 

On Sunday, we had like 30 minutes of sun so I grabbed Stomper and took her to the field for some freedom. Finally made it to mass, rain rain rain... checked out the condo project at Pasir Ris, I love it, I really really do but all the units we could afford were already snapped up. The Penthouse is PERFECT I tell you! Went to look at dogs, cos well, one day we wanna get a bull terrier for my dad... got to get a REALLY young puppy though... or it'll tear Stomper to shreds .

 

That was pretty much my weekend.... how was yours?

 

P/S. Ass is still not in gear... argh.

 

Got some pictures off R's phone of the one and only Stomper.... she's been really naughty these last few days not sure what's up but we're taking her out tmr, yay!

 

She's WAS such a pretty lil puppy and look at Chutney...tiny!! He's now HUGE!

On the way home... she still loves my shoulder just that she's a bit too big.

Stomper mauls Ginger Boy's family jewels

I'm on a Adobe course and I'm bored to tears. I mean ok, so I am learning a lil but YAWN. The trainer spent an hour talking about himself in the AM and now ...after lunch he's gushing about Apple... like Mac is great, Mac is better... well, I'd use it if my office provided it. Anyways, the only great thing is that I get to go home early.

 

I love that the Grill thing is gonna happen next week, it'll be so fun... Noel, pls bring your camera with the fancy flash. Can't wait to see big boys cry.

 

 

I'm so sleepy, being annoyed, sad and frustrated makes me very tired. I wanted to run yesterday and then it poured...and frankly I thanked my lucky stars cos I was oh so zonked. I'm still sleepy now and the coffee hasn't helped plus I feel a cold coming... I really need to get into gear. Even if I can't do a Tri this year, I still have my 5km run in Oct, the aim is to finish it in 35 mins but I don't get a medal unless I run 10km *pout*. I know I have this thing about medals and all that but I can't run 10km... not yet.

 

Anyways, on Sat at the gym with the husband and bro, the brother was teaching me some stuff and fetching my weights and all that, I felt so loved and then husband shooed me away cos they needed to focus, grrr. The point I'm getting to... I was doing sit-ups, a new way the R taught me and ouch ouch ouch, so I can only do 20 at a go x 5 sets... and I asked him how much he was doing and he said like 420 or something.... wah piang! He has the 3rd flattest tummy.... 1st place - John, 2nd place - My Mom and a very very close 3rd - My husband. So you can see why I'm so bloody depressed! I hope this cold vanishes, I think I'll go for cycling class instead of boxing cos ... I can't be bothered to listen and remember combinations and all that ... I wanna just be told when to increase resistance, when to speed up, when to sit down and when to slow down. So easy, so much fatness burnt.

 

 

Sigh.. sometimes people disappoint and the only thing you can do is to be there always, hope he doesn't kill her and that maybe she'll be that 1% that never gets hit again. The fact that he's excuse is that she provoked him....

 

I dunno lah, I know I can provoke anger like no other but D never laid a finger on me, my darling husband has never even come close and when my Dad hit me... I didn't speak to him for a week till he apologised and bought me loads of stuff (yes, I'm shallow like that). To move back after a half fuck sorry and terrible lame ass excuse is just so weak I wanna smack some sense into her too! But... I'm there for you but I never wanna see him again, just promise you do that one thing I asked you to do... go see someone about your issues.

 

I know sometimes it's always easier said than done but ... she just gave in so easily. Sigh.

You know how sometimes you watch TV or movies and you go ok… first of all, no one is gonna hit me OR no way he/she loves me too much to ever do that to me OR I’d soooo leave OR how can she stay etc…

 

I nearly got hit once, well he’s a really bad shot and he threw a chair at me and missed (told ya he was a bad shot)… I was a bit shocked and then angry and told him to watch himself cos I have two beefy brothers and a kick-ass dad so he’s lucky he misses, but I knew it was over and left him shortly. I have to admit when my boyfriend after him, got really mad at me, I used to put my hand on my head and wait for a hit, it never came and finally told me to stop doing that cos any man who has a mother would never hurt a woman…. Bullshit.

 

Remember the show Enough, I really liked it.

 

Yesterday, a friend called and told me her husband hit her, over and over again, so while I was out enjoying my seafood dinner, she was getting thrown to the floor and her head was getting pushed, shoved and whatever else. Needless to say I was shocked, disappointed, sad and angry. I asked her if she could ever forgive him and she doesn’t know but frankly she’s so scared of him she can’t be in the same room with him right now. After we put down the phone, I cried, for the love lost, wounds that can never heal, trust broken, future tattered. I bet she could forgive him if it was one slap, one shove…. a quick moment of frustration. But to have kept at it, over and over again…. I just can’t imagine nor understand. I wish for happy endings but he doesn’t deserve one.

 

P/S: Please don't ask me who it is, I'm sure if she knows you, she'll mention it when she's ready. Thanks.

I love piercings and tattoos and frankly by the time my kid is 16 I'd let her/ him get a piercing or two ...cos come on who am I to stop them, by 21... ok 18, they can do whatever tattoo him/ her want but it better be classy and hidden. HOWEVER, this is just NOT on. It's horibble. Look, the last thing you'd wanna go is get a piercing snagged somewhere and why would you put a poor animal in that kinda pain? I mean, it had no fucking choice in the matter and if I were a dog I wouldn't want no Hello Kitty tattoo on ma belly (didn't save that picture) all shots from BME. Idiots.