I am not done with the spring cleaning and I somewhat lack the idea of how to undergo a renovation. So, I tangent off doing something else and came across this which cracks me up.
To impress his date, the young man took her to a very chicly Italian restaurant.
After sipping some fine wine, he picked up the menu and ordered.
"We'll have the Giuseppe Spomdalucci," he said.
"Sorry, sir," said the waiter. "That's the owner."
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Then I came across this.
An American cowboy went to a restaurant with his Singaporean girl. Signalling to the waiter, he said, "I want a beer for myself," and pointing to his girl, "an orange juice for the DONKEY."
Reading the menu, he said "As for appetiser I want chicken soup and for the DONKEY a mushroom soup; a steak for me and a chicken chop for the DONKEY and lastly, for dessert, ice-cream for me and some fruits for the DONKEY!"
After ordering the meal, he excused himself and went to the gents. The appalled waiter couldn't control himself anymore and asked the lady, "Excuse me, miss, why does your boyfriend treat you like that and call you Donkey? Aren't you angry?" "Ya lor, He Hor always treat me like that wan, He Hor always so bad wan, He Hor got no respect for me, wan, He Hor......He Hor....He Hor...."
I cracked up like nuts! It's so funny!
Alright, I am off to do some serious business, just realised I wanted to do so much reading, and I should really use this time wisely to read and to write. =)
Saturday, January 27, 2007
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Friday, January 26, 2007
Okay. 49 days left. Counting and writing down. I have got a whole new entry waiting to be posted, when just then, I realised my blog needs spring cleaning and a good renovation. Right,
Time *Check
Computer *Check
Internet connection *Check
Today’s promotion: boredom *Check
Off I go. See you soon. =P
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Thursday, January 25, 2007
So. I am thinking in 50 days time, I will be waving good bye to my 18th year. A year I could never really come up with a conclusion. It wasn't the most brilliant year of my life, but I could never deny it has been a year I have grown much. It was a year when: ::problems came rolling down ::I was often placed on hot seats ::I was often asked to make decisions quick, while I am still stuck in dilemmas ::I was in life's crossroads several time ::I have come to courageously fight things off, but was later too exhausted and made a whole deal of mistakes ::I was given much opportunities to serve ::I had enjoyed fellowship ::I had unfortunately screw up my finals So yes, hitting 19 shortly, the final year with a 'teen' at the back of my age; I'd better enjoy my last teen year and I'd better get the ball rolling and do something. As much as I had loved to be pampered, I have to accept the fact that I will no longer be spoon fed. There is a looonnggg to-do-list you have set for yourself, love. No more procrastination! This final year is once in a life time, so super-duper precious and I am no way going to let it pass with a swish. I am going to enjoy it, I am going to embark my to-do-list, to nurture the seeds I have sown and I am definitely going to write about it! Hopefully, on my 20th birthday, I have come to conclude my 19th year a fulfilling and satisfying one.

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Sunday, January 21, 2007
I am so disappointed with my constant procrastination and the ample excuses I give myself. Thousand of thoughts had raced across my mind, of how I shall adorned this page with words, yet, I had abandoned my passion of writing for quite some time. I shall pick it up again. Yes, dear. Stop slacking. This chapter of Captivating really speaks to me; really illustrate what I have always felt as a woman. It's the chapter I would like to share and to elaborate, with my own thoughts. Unseen, Unsought and Uncertain "I know I am not alone in this nagging sense of failing to measure up, a feeling of not being good enough as a woman. Every woman I've ever met feels it - something deeper than just the sense of failing at what she does. An underlying, gut feeling of failing at who she is. I am not enough, and, I am too much at the same time. Not pretty enough, not thin enough, not gracious enough, not disciplined enough. But too emotional, too needy, too sensitive, too strong, too opinionated, too messy. The result is Shame, the universal companion of women. It haunts us nipping at our heels, feeding on our deepest fear that we will end up abandoned and alone." Without any doubt, I am a woman has a great sense of failing to measure up, failing at what I do and failing at who I am. Yes. I am not enough and too much at the same time. And spot on. It's exactly not pretty enough, not thin enough, not gracious enough, not disciplined enough and a long list of 'not-enough' to follow. Shame is not the only product. It seems low self esteem comes with it. We, women, have constantly struggle to strive for the balance, to be the 'just right' woman.