Barffie The Whine Connoisseur

Haven’t been blogging for ages, I know.
Have been tired, have been globe-trotting (not),
but there were so many events going on all at once,
I am now kind of drained.

First things first,
I would like to congratulate Seekee and Serge on their newly acquired “married” status.
Sincerely happy for them,
because we all can see Serge is a very sincere man,
and silly as he sometimes can be,
I feel definitely feel he is someone who will take care of my evil twin very well indeed.
Look how’ve she changed through the years! ;p

I remembered those days when we (the 3 Virgos especially)
were all attached to some guy individually…
Jooli and my relationship wind down to nothing,
but they have withstood the test of schooling, NS days, distance,
the startup hiccups of genuine adulthood…
And I am sincerely happy to see the both of them proceed to the next stage of their lives, that is, to build one together…

Sweet, and there is no denial that the ceremony in the cheesiest set ups at our local Registry of Marriages,
manage to hit the IWannaGetMarried button on my head.
Yeah, I thought I have abandoned all hope of that big M word…
But someone came and put the rose-tinted glasses over my eyes again…

Not a bad thing, this pair of glasses,
because wearing it made me really happy.
I can’t do without wearing it now.
Especially when this pair fits me so well.
People around me could tell the difference in me already… ;p
And I don’t mean my sudden weight gain. So…

I missed a lesson for my After Effects 6.5 3-day crash course,
for the ROM ceremony.
And I am absolutely apologetic to the people who contributed to the
Lava Lamp fund, because there is some error in the site (www.kaylens.com),
where I can’t make any orders.
Went down to Lorgan’s (www.lorgans.com) today,
and they don’t carry that Mathmos one I posted sometime ago.
=(
I guess I have to order direct from the Mathmos people now.
Thing is, I don’t see the white and pink one there.
Damn.

Seekee: Is the blue lava one alright?

The mama has conveniently asked him over to eat her home-cooked dinner,
simple fare… but my heart beamed with happiness,
because I know my mum doesn’t open to people that much.
And when she does, it certainly means something.

As I listen to him snoring away,
I am pinching my double chin, and smiling to myself.

Last weekend Mr O and me embarked on a camping trip.
It’s not a new thing for him,
but it is definately a new thing for me.

Since secondary 3 school camp,
when my sole sprouted a blister the size of Antartica,
and I turned into the Amazing Lobster Woman of Tampines Secondary!!!
But that is another story altogether…

Since secondary 3 school camp,
I have not eaten food off a mess tin.
I know the rest of the GUYS would cringe at the memory of eating mess tin in the NS days… but hey we GIRLS do not have such privileges ok…
Moahahaha…

Anyway our menu consisted of canned sausages, canned spiced pork cubes,
Chu Qian Yi Ding instant mee, Myojo ramen, bread with tuna, Mameeeeee,
ice cream from the mama-shop-van, Campbell Chunky Soup and other such junk food.
Fattening I would say, but it’s all good.

Anyway we spent our time battling insects at night,
killer families who make hellava noise, disturbing our peaceful afternoons,
as well as the heat.
Luckily we brought along a couple of portable fans,
if not we would be suffocated or something lorrrr… ;p

Anyway Assholepup wanted some saucy details from the camping trip,
but what I can say is, this is an open public space ok!
Anyway speaking of saucy,
we spotted 2 Philippino couples pitching their mini tents near to us,
and in the midday heat,
actually zipped up fully, with them huddled inside.
Hmmmm… We were lying around in our tees and shorts with the wind blowing in our sleepy faces, while others are actually busy shakiing their tents.
If you look closely, the tents are actually vibrating.
I wonder why… *ponders*

On Friday, we actually drove down to JB to attack some pirated stuff,
in the you-know-where place… ;p
With no prior knowledge of navigating around this insane network of roads,
we got lost many times as we found that certain roads DO NOT link to certain roads,
the signages are MISSING, and the drivers are just plain scary.

We spent 2 hours driving in circles, and getting smoked by the so called JB map,
driving in little lanes with no names nor landmarks…
We have to keep checking back on the map that seem to be obselete,
and continue driving in circles…
Finally after accidentally driving to Plaza Pelangi,
and after spending a whole lot on buying clothes and panties and shoes and tee shirts,
we were left with little to shop for our original intended games and DVDs.
Hur hur when we came back to Singapore, Mr O now appreciates where his road tax goes… ;p

More later… Need to dress up for Balaclava tonight. ;p

Have been busy!!!
Went Wala Wala to see Seekee n Seeeerge perform their radio-friendly songs!!!
Went camping with Mr O at East Coast Park… More about it later… ;p
Got dumped more trailers to do… FOR A DYING CHANNEL!!!
Bla bla bla… Will update with pictures soon.
*zzzzzzz*

Just when I thought I will be treated with disdain from his family members,
a bright smile from his mum the other day injected me with a strong dose of happiness.
I guess it won’t be easy for his family members to accept another girl’s presence that soon,
after facing the same one for years and years,
they definitely need some time to get used to the fact.

… mush alert …
And the fact is, we are indeed very happy with each other.
We may irritate the hell out of the people around us,
but I guess what matters most is,
we will facing each other at the end of the day.
As long as we can stand each other, I guess nothing’s gonna matter that much.
… mush alert end …

OK. Enough about me and him.

Now as we are now waiting for THE LIST to bombard us with the stinking truth,
life in Media-dun-works now is a drag.
Every lunch hour is a fresh round of depressing conversation.
Every dinner hour is ANOTHER round of depressing conversation.
How to feel optimistic liddat?!???!!!!

Especially now we are self-organising some photo shoot involving everybody in the company,
seemingly packaged as a present for Mr Man,
but I guess it’s more of a farewell keepsake now.
Well…
To quote the Matrix tagline – Everything that has a beginning has an end.

Been pretty self-centred recently (or has it been all the while?).
Couldn’t care less about Huang Na’s family tree and the highly-publicised funeral.
Couldn’t care less about Bush vs Kerry yada yada.
Couldn’t care less about the ratings of Channel U and i.
Couldn’t care less about the rest of the world.

Except for the well being of my family and friends, I couldn’t care less.
Like Seekee and her ROM, and her new home…
Like Jessica and her balloting for a flat – a milestone in her marriage…

Friends settling down, seriously, mean that I have to come to terms that…
I am getting old.
Not in the bad sense, but we are all now stepping into the next phase of our lives.
No longer are we battling pimple outbreaks
(we still do, but it’s becoming less of a OMG situation now.)…
No longer are we burdenless,
and no longer are we as innocent and as carefree as before.

I hate growing up.
Quite a strong statement there,
but remember those days when we were all roaring to step out into the working world,
so that we can rule the world with our so-called-ambitions?
How many times have we exclaimed “I miss school… I miss being 18…”

Staring blankly at my bills and the IRAS letters now.
I do hate growing up.
And even more so, I am extremely afraid of growing OLD and SENILE and BROKE.
Therefore my friends, please do save up wisely,
and keep paying those insurance premiums.
Life is to be enjoyed, but life is to be protected from storms as well.
It’s a delicate balance indeed.

Seemingly depressing entry here,
but hey! people like reading sadness off blogs isn’t it.
Just rambling off some heavy thoughts that ran through my mind lately.

It’s not such a negative thing to live life.
It’s just dreadful to see what life cooks up sometimes.

But now I am glad that my search is over.
The search for someone to samba through life with me.

Riiiiiiiight is back from Harry’s Gay One Tree Lodge house party with 6 shots
worth of vodka ribena…
Not alot compared to my usual standard…
but considering I have been laying off heavier drinking for quite some time,
my tolerance has gone a little lower…
I was a little high and just aiming for some mindless banter
with the Assholepup and Harryass and Wengkee and of course Mr O…

While Harry got really sloshed outside,
the 3 of us were hiding in his boringly decorated room,
talking about female ejaculation and male orgasm with the stimulation
of the prostate gland – via the back passage ;p

While the Pup is smashed from all the downing of vodka orange,
we tried to direct him the way to drive to Why Not where he continued his mad night,
and am wonderfully amused to receive the following sms:
“I am fublhng high! Lakaka”

Kekekeeke at least I can still spell properly when I am high.
At least I have proven myself to be able to…
Lakaka?

I finished the bulk of my work already,
next week will be a nice, fresh lower workload week,
and also going on picnic with the family on Thursday,
which is his birthday as well actually…
Luckily, they’ve seen him and is ok with him going over!

My comp is pretty screwed as GB refuses to work properly after all the attempts to fix it…
Therefore, I say… SCREW YOU COMPUTER!!!!!!!
WAKE UP YOUR IDEA!!!!!!

And oh, is going to Harry’s house party at his new place at Grange Road.
OMG! Gay affair I guess, as one of his housemates is positively gay.
Not many of my current colleagues will be turning up,
which is baaaad.
I guess I just have to show face a little then I’ll scuttle off with Mr O
to watch a midnight movie or something ;p
Dress code: Charlie’s Angels…
Am planning to put on black slinky top which exposes my flabby tummy,
as well as my thankfully broad shoulders
and collarbones that seem to play hide and seek with me.
Whatever happened to the feather thingy that I can wear on the neck? -_-
Now I just need a pair of killer PVC pants and hooker boots to… boot…
Which I do not own. Oh well.

I forgot to submit my income tax return earlier in the year,
and the results of my carelessness and bo chupness is back to haunt me.
They are asking me for $100+ for income tax (which I shouldn’t be getting at all
because of my lowly pay),
as well as a penalty of $100 for not submitting my forms.
I AM FUCKED.
Am going to Revenue House on Monday to plead.
“I am an INCOME TAX VIRGIN!!!! Please give me another chance!!!!”
My mum’s not working, I have to feed family, I got insurance to pay,
study loan to pay off and my pay isn’t even fucking $2000/mth!!!!!!

Sheesh. And where are the money that people owe me?
I am freaking dead shit now.
$200 to pay for NOTHING?

I found that there are people out there waiting for me to get broken hearted once more.
Why can’t some people just give this poor girl some encouragement?
I know I have been falling in and out and in and out of love.
Every one of the relationships I was in, I tried my best…
Every one of the guys I was with, I gave my heart…
The attempts didn’t work out, who is to blame?

And it’s kinda sickening to know that some people are out there,
waiting for me to fall smack on my face again.
You all like to see tragedies happen riiigghhhtt… -_-

Well at least I take my chances when I see them.
At least I didn’t regret letting POSSIBLE love pass me by.
I bet some of you guys out there did.
C’mon, you only live once.
But if you like depriving yourself of nice feelings,
so be it too.

Ok me iz rambling liaoz. ;p

Riiight…
The family has seen the New Guy On The Block…
Not that their opinion will affect our relationship in any way,
but the best thing is, they like him!

I don’t intro the guys in my life to the family
unless I am sure about our relationship,
and of course the big hoohaa about the previous guy was not intentional…
I mean I didn’t intend for him to appear at my home as a BOYFRIEND…

Oh well…

Anyway as the storm blew over,
and with the problem solved, albeit guiltfully,
we are now officially together. *wink*

Went flying at Marina South on both Saturday and Sunday,
and I found that I like sitting in the boot,
with my legs hanging out, and enjoying the breeze.
Looking at the big boys being excited over model planes,
it did take my mind off work for some time.

Oh and speaking of WORK,
I heard that I am picked for Mediacorp’s Channel 8 Promo team.
SHITE.
I feel incredibly bored.
Rather be posted to Channel 5 really.
Chinese programs simply do not rock my boat.

Work has been piling up as my mood for work dwindled down to the rock bottom,
and I rather be occupied doing mindless things like cleaning out the dust in his mobile phone…
Seeing his appreciative grin gives me much more satisfaction really.

Have created a new account for GB, even though my GB has not been working well.
But I guess the “chick” status gives me some edge in playing with the true n00bs.
Kekeke…

Moahahahahaha
Someone by the nick of “rave” has blatantly HINTED that
she would like to have a lava lamp for her new home… ;p

So I “propose” to you guys that we get her one of these babies!
And I always recommend the ORIGINALS… ;p
Therefore an original Mathmos lamp is to be buy-ed.

This is the one I got from the website www.kaylens.com
as recommended by a certain Mr O, where he got his ex-lava lamp…
It’s white lava with pink fluid – the only one available on the site right now.

Rave – you ok with PINK?
The other guys who wanna contribute to Seekee+Serge ROM Fund
please feel free to SMS me ya??? :D:D:D

Well thanks guys for your concern, well wishes and advice…
I really appreciate that…
Somehow, I don’t really know how to put across the feelings we have for each other,
out to people who cared…
Alot of them do not understand our situation…
But well, as I have told him, fuk the world and prove all of them wrong!

I won’t say this is a hasty move to make on his side,
because he was really apprehensive about our relationship initially.
He just needed some assurance and some time to weigh things out.
Which is a good thing I say,
as it would show that he’s not an illogical man who blindly let his emotions
rule over his head anytime.
Many people wouldn’t agree with his actions,
for hiding his intentions and status from me in the first place.
However, I would really think I might jolly well just do the same thing as him,
being placed in his situation.

How long can you stand an unfulfilling relationship?
Such as one without good communication and has a history of pent up frustrations?
Especially when someone tinkles that little bell in your heart and your mind appears,
can you stand not getting closer?
I am speaking from my own warped sense of logic,
so if you don’t agree, just chill ya… ;p

As for his decision, he has paid quite a hefty price for it…
He knew that, once he made his decision,
his family will flip out on him,
and his financial situation might very well be going to hell.
Why his financial status?
Well… as with all long term relationships,
they have already accumulated a sum of joint savings over the years,
blah blah blah… you know the drill…
Taking all these into account, he still carried on with his choice.

It pains me to see him silently taking in all the mental bashing,
and brooding over his future financial status…
He wants to ride this wave himself,
but I told him, he is now in this situation because of us,
therefore, we will ride this storm out together.

I mean, you don’t turn your seemingly stable lifestyle upside down,
just to be with someone you are not serious about, isn’t it?
Many people are unable to break out of their comfort zone to pursue their true love,
so he should be given some credit for taking that leap.
And I am glad he didn’t drag things on.
I would say he has been very brave, I might drag it on for all you know,
by waiting for the solutions to pop up by themselves.
Thing is, solutions usually don’t appear by themselves,
the problems will only stick out like a sore thumb as time goes by.

Anyway I thank her for her blessings, for giving us the chance to be happy.
I wish she’ll find her happiness as well.
I sincerely do.

As for me and him… We’ll rough this patch out.