OH, LOOK WHAT I FOUND!

I GOT MY PAYOUT FROM NUFFNANG!

=D

AFTER ALL THESE YEARS OF ADVERTISING FOR NUFFNANG, I FINALLY BOTHERED TO CASH OUT!

HAHA~!

I've been blogging since what, Secondary School?

And all along, I've just pasted the HTMLs on the sides cuz I didn't want my sideboards to look too blank.

LOL.

And hey~ who knew it could actually EARN MONEY?!

XD

A few cents here, a dollar there, and HEY PRESTO~!
Wah, never knew I could earn Passive income this way! =D

I TOTALLY AGREE WITH ALVIN!!

Timothy J. Alvin being a church leader once and having attended CHC and their cell grp for months. i feel...

There shld really be some balance in this.

Building the church does not mean literally 'a building'. Church in context is a community of believers. You can build a church by sharing love of God, love for people, a listening ear and financially whenever ... See moreneeded. A church can build itself by contributing to the society, helping the ones in need, impacting lives and changing hearts of the lonely and poor. I do know that CHC does give to the poor, Haiti etc etc. Church building funds are important (to them) but is it as important as giving to the poor? When they say.. give to God, what do they really mean? We can give to God in so many ways... The amount they have collected is so huge that it can actually pay off SO MANY hospital bills and rebuild so many homes. But they chose to invest in Suntec City? Is that a strategy? Are they trying to get these profits and give them back to the needy? Or is it just done in the name of God? In the name of building a church?

I m not disbelieving in any thing at all. I just have questions. And I believe, we all do.

I do not understand why...

... do they need such luxurious space, lights, cameras for such a simple thing such as - worship?
Sure a nice hall would be great. But a mall? Really?
And don't they already have their space(s) of worship?

I am a believer in God. In creation. In Jesus. In the miracles and healing. But I am not a Christian. I am a God believer. I do not draw lines and name my faith. Faith is a lifestyle, not a series of quotes.

I don't give to church building fund. Because I am the church myself. I dont have to enter any premises to meet God. He has sent the Holy Spirit and he is omnipresent. I do not judge who goes to heaven cos I am not God. I cannot say I know him well. Cos he is God. I fear Him.

I dont seek anyone to follow my lifestyle. Cos God give us choices. To believe, to do what we do best. I dont see myself shouting verses on FB or thru smses. But I live my life well. Still, do you say, I am going to hell?

I don't like getting calls everyday to remind me that my attendance on Sunday is important. I don't like being asked to go for events and when I can't make it, they go "First things first. I hope u can prioritize." I dont like being stressed to ask my friends to join me in the services. I don't like to be given verses when I am down. I would actually prefer humanly advices, and yes, strength from God.

My weekend in short.

Friday

Went to NYP to meet Harry and Dennis to attend a course preview on Engineering Informatics. They're living in the Helping Hand, and wanted to use their free time to further their education. Harry has a year to go while Dennis has just 1.5 months more to go before regaining his freedom. I keep them in my prayers. Especially Harry. tsk.


We had Mac's in NYP after the preview and they bought a Prosperity Burger set each which according to them tasted like Prison food on Thursdays. LOL. Guess the Prosperity Meal doesn't taste that Prosperous afterall.

I couldn't keep my twister fries in me too cuz it tasted kinda weird and I puked it all out. EW.

Harry dropped me just outside the Helping Hand after dinner and I took a bus home.

Saturday

Spent Saturday morning with Cass to catch up and bitch out. Shared alot of things, and I will support her decision in life.

Went home in the afternoon entirely exhausted from all the talking but J kept asking me out. I rejected him for 2 hours and he insisted for 2 hours. I gave in finally, and we had dinner at Suntec City's Shin Kushinya. The food was not bad, just pity their grills were too tough. Guess their grilled items are not moving fast enough hence the toughness of the meat from too much freezing.

Bill came up tp $77. He paid. FINALLY.

Went home exhausted. Drained emotionally, mentally and physically.

Sunday

Was supposed to attend a conference by Heidi Baker, but I had mixed up the date that I was supposed to meet W.Q. I had thought that it was on Saturday all along when it was actually on Sunday.

So we met and talked, saw Have you Heard of the Morgans at Cineleisure, before heading down to Great World City for dinner at Kuriya. He drove, and we had parked at Orchard Central before the movie. I must say the architect wasn't thinking right when he designed the whole damn building. Orchard Central is just one damn FLOP architecturally. Those who have been there and tried parking there would know.

The food at Kuriya Great World was fantastic! Pity I forgot to bring my camera!

We had the January Seasonal set, Sake, Fried Puffer Fish and Wagyu Beef stone pot rice.

The food was really fine and exquisite. Loves.

The bill was $350 for two.

Sent me home, and I was just a little tipsy from the sake.

Monday

3am. Police called. Said the family's Toyota Wish was recked. *shocked*sleepy*

Went downstairs and saw a bunch of b*tches sitting by the road side.

Three mangled cars and a felled tree at the carpark while the family car was in it's space with the car bonnet flattened. The car license plate was knocked out and distorted on the floor with severe damage done to the bonnet and bumper.

Extensive.

The other 2 cars got it worse. The impact was so great, the cars were pushed right into the void deck, with a felled tree between them. The front half of their cars were flattened so badly, their bumpers came off.

Went around snapping shitloads of pictures for insurance claim and evidence while surveying the damage done. Damn, our car wasn't even 2 years old yet! WTF.

Went to lodge a police report in the morning to support the insurance claim before heading down to the Toyota car repair centre at Pandan Crescent.

Took a more than half a day to get things done. The insurance company provided us with a Toyota Altis as replacement.

It all feels like a damn dream. sigh.

Fucking hate that Ah Lian with her zhnged Mitsubishi Lancer. She crashed three cars yet didn't even look apologetic. Her car was decorated for a wedding and I can guess she most probably drank too much and forgot to brake and accelerated instead when she hit mine.

Her Grandpa said she was trying to 'avoid a cat'. Pfft. Come on. With your heavy make up and alcoholic breathe, it was obvious she wasn't 'trying to avoid a cat'.

But whatever it is, I'm sure her insurance premium will sky rocket. wAHAHAAAA!

And for the rest of her driving life she will be blacklisted. NO. I HOPE SHE GETS HER BLOODY LICENSE REVOKED!

*EXPLETIVES*

I'll post pictures up when I stop procrastinating.

Genrally, everyone is ashamed of me by association.

Whatever.

Depressive state sets in.

Past week has been relatively busy. With social events almost everyday.

Ana the Fat Maid left on Thursday.

I was left with the fucking laundry. I did as much as I could, as much as time allowed but I got fucking pissed off when Shorty refused to do her part and she was let off. The Father Figure did it for her instead.

WTF. I'm fucking angry and disappointed with The Tormentors, but what's new? I've lived with their biasedness for 21 years and there will only be more years of hell to come.

Saddened.

On a happier note, I was filmed on TV for just a couple seconds of screen time for some News Coverage last week, and they finally showed it last night. My Aunts saw me on TV. They texted me while I was busy doing make up for my company's Dinner and Dance.

Here's the badly filmed video if you're interested:




You'll see Shorty with her stupid green blanky and the voice of the Queen Bitch.

Dinner and Dance was pretty fun, with just a handful of us dressing up. But the handful took effort and we all looked really good. I'll post the pictures up when I finally get my hands on the pictures.

We got nominated for Best Dressed, of course, and we each got a cute white teddy bear.

The winner was a gay Indian Clerk and an aunty dressed in gawdy Arabian Nights costumes cuz we had to do a sing and dance which, sadly, I wasn't prepared for. Since when did the best dressed had to perform to get the prize? Pfft.

Fucking Stupid. It defeats the purpose of being the best dressed. Practically anyone with a fucking costume could be nominated then! And all they had to do was to do some fucking stupid dance to get the prize. Geez.

I pity those who bought a full set of costume.

On the way home after a fun night!

After Make up, before Hair.

At least the door gift was nice. A bear alarm cum USB multi port. Freaking cute.

The Bear Enjoys being Tied up and Poked.

The host for the night was pretty funny, and he took turns to interact with each of us.

MC: Do you know why you can never go into the Frozen Sections of supermarkets?

Me: No. Why?

MC: Because you're dressed so hot today you'll melt the whole Frozen Section!

ROFL.

Celebrated M's birthday with A and friends at Clark Quay after DnD and got her so tipsy I felt bad. LOL.

A got her home safely, I think.

Got home and managed to remove all 20++ pins in my hair, make up, and contact lenses.

I couldn't seem to wash out the hair spray in my hair though. LOL. Yvonne emptied like half a bottle of it on my hair and I smelt like J.A Hair Spray the whole damned night! Ugh.

A Series of Unfortunate Events.

The F.F embarrassed me by sneaking into the Grandstand, attracted unnecessary attention, and yet refused to get out. I had to tell the ushers to push him out.

We took shitloads of pictures of the BMW, Porsche, Aston Martin and finally, F1 race cars. I even took a picture with one of the Honky Racers. *gush*

I CAUGHT THE VINTAGE CAR PARADE, AND SAW ALL THE F1 RACERS! ALONSO LOOKED AT ME! LEWIS HAMILTON WAVED AT ME. KIMI RAIKKONEN SMILED AT ME! FILLIPE MASSA DID BOTH !!

*faints*

(I might have been dreaming.)

I LOVE THE VINTAGE CAR RAIKKONEN WAS IN!

We found a good spot for the race, but he was unsettled and wanted to explore and roam although we were blocked from the VIP areas, which were the areas he wanted to 'explore'.

Read: Sneak in; enter restricted area; attract more unwanted attention; get kicked out.

I was subjected to much embarrassment when the Ushers kept checking my pass while allowing him in. WTF.

AND THEN WHEN THE RACE STARTED, THAT F*** WANTED TO EXIT AND RE-ENTER THE VENUE THROUGH ANOTHER GATE ALTHOUGH LOGICALLLY, PEOPLE DO NOT LEAVE A RACE HALF WAY JUST TO RE-ENTER THROUGH ANOTHER GATE!!!

FUCK, IT'S LIKE LEAVING THE MOVIE HALFWAY JUST TO RETURN THROUGH THE OTHER DOOR WHEN YOUR SEAT IS THE FUCKING SAME!!!!

WTF.

AND JUST LIKE THAT, WE MISSED HALF THE RACE.

ONLY MANAGED TO WATCH THE FIRST AND LAST 10 LAPS OF THE RACE.

WTF.

20/61.

IT MAKES ME ANGRY JUST TO THINK ABOUT IT. I SERIOUSLY CAN'T REASON WHY HE WANTED TO DO THAT.

Strange Stupidity.

TO LEAVE THE RACE HALF WAY FROM GATE 2, TO WALK ALL THE WAY TO GATE 3, A GOOD HALF AN HOUR AWAY BY FOOT, ONLY TO WALK BACK TO THE PLACE WE LEFT (Another half an hour).

WTF?!

And the most annoying shit was that this bunch of stupid Indian girls stopped me from entering because they thought I WAS CARRYING A GUN!!

WTF?!

I was wearing a belt buckle molded in the shape of a gun, but it was just a MOLDED SHAPE. I took the initiative to take it down and show them that it was just a BUCKLE, but nooo, they had to get the WHOLE 30 USHERS/TICKET OFFICERS TO GAWK AND LOOK WHEN no one gave a fuck when I first entered the area ealier!!!

AND MIND YOU, I WALKED PASSED A TON OF POLICE OFFICERS AND NON GAVE A HOOT ABOUT THAT BUCKLE, EVEN WHEN I WENT TO THEM FOR DIRECTIONS!!

ARGH!

I fucking hate those stupid Indian girls.

(I'M NOT AGAINST INDIANS. I'M JUST AGAINST STUPIDITY.)

Like the F.F!!! and THEM!!!

ARGH!

And as if that wasn't bad enough, when we went to the 24 hours Coffee Shop for dinner, the bloody server somehow handed me my Hokkien Mee on 1.5 tray. Grr... IT WAS SELF SERVICE, BUT SHE HANDED ME MY HOKKIEN MEE ON ONE TRAY, WITH HALF A TRAY STUCK UNDER. SO WHEN I TOOK THE TRAY, IT TILTED, AND THE NOODLES SCALDED MY INDEX FINGER.

SO NOW I'M BLOGGING WITH MY INDEX FINGER SORELY STUCK UPWARDS WHILE MY OTHER FINGERS TYPE.

ARGH!

I AM SO PISSED.

(If only Massa won.)

=C

*emo*.

It wouldn't have been so bad if Kimi didn't get into that darned accident. And Massa didn't fault.

At least they would've been on the podium.

*Le Sigh.*

I got a NEW PHONE~!

The old Sony Ericsson K610i has to retire now, cuz I've got a new phone ~! My old phone contract expired, and I was given a Sony Ericsson C702!

I'll miss using the old hardy phone, though this phone is even hardier! It's casing's water and dust resistant! Which means I can use it while I'm showering and it wouldn't get soaked up and start forming water vapour on it's screen like my old phone!

(My old phone started doing that again recently after a period of good behaviour.)

ANYWAY, I'm just happy to use it while Amy and I went for the filming of Calefare and became calefares on Calefare. LOL.

We took shitloads of pictures, filmed Fiona Xie, Priscilla and Rebecca, took pictures with them, and took loads more of random pictures while waiting for the fucking rain to stop.

We sat on our asses and waited from 11:30am till 4pm before we got to film for 30 minutes. The rain then came pouring down on us, and we had to wrap up. LOL.

I bet I won't be in the final cut and our faces would be nowhere in sight. LOL.

I'll update with all the picture and VIDEOS later, after my Petrolchemical paper. Though the quality isn't that great, it's still FIONA XIE! With the BIG BIG JUGS!

She rambled on and on.

ATHENS - A 31-year-old Greek beheaded his girlfriend and carried her head round the popular tourist island of Santorini before he was arrested, police said on Sunday.

The man, who police said had psychological problems, injured a police officer and two women while trying to escape arrest after killing the 25-year-old teacher in Greece's most picturesque island.
"He was walking around, carrying her head and telling the astonished villagers not to stop him," a police official told Reuters. "They knew he had psychological problems ... but they didn't expect he would reach this point."
The man knifed a policeman who tried to arrest him, stole a police car and crashed into a motorcycle injuring two women, before police ended his escape by ramming the car.
Tourism Minister Aris Spiliotopoulos vowed earlier this week to make Greek resorts safer after a spate of violent incidents at the peak of the tourist season.

THE FUCKING QUEEN BITCH EXASPERATES ME, YOU KNOW?

SHE MAKES ME WANT TO DO THE ABOVE. TO BEHEAD HER AND THEN PARADE HER HEAD AROUND SOME CROWDED AREA WITH DEAD BITCH SCRIBBLED ON HER FOREHEAD.

Then again, I can't be fucked to drag her head around. I'll just throw her body down the rubbish chute.

"I don't want you to continue living this kind of lifestyle, whatever lifestyle it is, and IN MY LIFE, I will never want to lead this lifestyle."

" You don't need to go to school anymore, do you?"

"Whatever you say, whether you're interested in your school or Not, I don't care. You're still living in MY HOUSE... blah blah"

(I forgot the rest of it.)

I never even got to say a word, and it just left me fucking angry.

I felt wrongly accused, and I STILL don't know What The Fuck she's driving at.

Anyway, one can never understand that deranged woman's thoughts.

= My internet connection got cut off by, supposedly, the Queen Bitch. But she's stupid. Because I'M USING A LAPTOP. WIRELESS! HELLO?=

Behs~!

Reuters -

LONDON (Reuters) - A Briton has been arrested on suspicion of carrying out a series of sex attacks on sheep, London police said on Friday.
The 27-year-old man was held at his home in Dulwich, south London, on suspicion of bestiality with sheep. He was also wanted in connection of the possession of drugs with intent to supply.
Detectives said the arrest followed allegations made to them in May and June.
"Two male joggers said they had observed a man molesting the sheep in a field at Botany Bay Lane, Chislehurst," police said in a statement.
"A similar incident was reported to police by a stables employee in the area."
Media reports said the man had been barred from visiting farmland while officers carried out their investigation.
(Reporting by Michael Holden)

I think he must've poked and busted all holes possible for his penis to resort to sheep beastiality. Or maybe he just thinks the bleating of the sheep sounds much more exotic to his ears than that of a human male/female.

Then again, he might've been so high on drugs that he thought that white, fluffy figure is his wife in towels.