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Friday, May 29, 2009

:) She piss me off
current mood: ansgt

When you hate someone and call her fat for instant, you do not follow her trend, her fashion or the way she bring herself up.
I am a fat girl and never deny. My style has always been a black dress and my A/X jacket with 3/4 sleeves and a black panteehose with any pumps or heels to go with. My style, my colour, has always been blackk. I am mortified that the woman I hate most, and the woman who said i got no fashion sense, bought things tht are similar to mine and uses it. WTF! She looks like me, only skinner and uglier. Whats worse, she's a gold-digger.

Clearly no fashion sense, no originlity. I fucking hate posers and looser like her.

'fimaaa
❤ imperfectly written at 11:51 PM


:) Crossroad again
current mood: fatigued

My “reasons to smile” entry seems to be long gone as my fingers are dying out on me every time I am in my own page.

I am not complaining about my life or about any other thing for that matter. Safe for the fact that I will shop/have shopped for my new look, and I am pampering myself with goods that I could have never afford before, my life has been going the way it should/ should not have been. Truth be told, I am clueless and am unsure most of the time to what will happen next. Then, it struck me, I woke up from my dreams and realize that I stumbled upon a yet another crossroad. There’s a surprise.

Putting that aside, GSS is officially launched today. Good news for me. I reckon this month I will burn my money solely on my attempt to update my look and footing the bills. And by end of May, you’d see me eating bread for lunch and staying put at home. :)

Anyway, I reckon I’ll craft this entry a little personal. Here’s a list of what I have been up to these days:

  1. I almost sob upon browsing pictures of Gigs and Van der Sar after their loss.
  2. I seriously hope Teves will be signed on for years to come as we cannot afford to loose him to the opponent
  3. I skip lunch sometimes, but I still gain weight
  4. I am starting to appreciate curls, especially those on my head
  5. I graduated from Temasek Polytechnic after 3 years which seemed like a lifetime affair
  6. I am upset with the service rendered by a Singtel Customer Service Officer
  7. I forgot how to put on proper make up due to the fact that only the eyes has a dose of eyeliner everyday
  8. I missed out this year idol even when I was rooting for Kris
  9. I miss my time with the kids and parents for that matter
  10. I love MBF more today than yesterday

Dear world, when a stranger smiles at you, smile back.
Dear UNO, make time go faster, and stay with me.


`fimaaa
❤ imperfectly written at 5:45 PM

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

:) My Singapore
current mood: lethargic

National day is not around the corner, but I have a major urge to blog about my homeland.

As times goes by, we are bombarded with faces around us that we know are not from our homeland. They come into this less-than-700m2 –piece-of-land, made it like their own, dragging their families around, registered their names as a Permanent Residents(PR) of Singapore and are employed here on a full time basis.

The reason that I am blogging is to express my undeniably strong hatred for one group of such foreign talents (only because I am this polite) who are dumb enough to work in a position that requires ENGLISH as a medium for conversations when they cannot utter a single simple word of it.

Simple English like,
“I want one Oreo Crush with jelly and one Chocolate Oreo with pearls please. Thank you,” you would reckon they would understand (plus it being in the Menu) you would have expected them to jump right off their seats and whip us up our drinks.
But NO; they stood there asking you over and over, what flavoured drink you asked for, speaking to you in simple MANDARIN plus some English words like “Chocolate” , “Oreo” and/or “pearls or jelly”, with hopes that you could at least understand part of what they are asking.

Yes, majority of the citizen in my homeland is Chinese. But what makes the country’s official language Mandarin, or any other language for that matter. We live in society that most are proud to call, multi-racial. If so, why the language barrier? Were we not thought to speak the good English when we were younger? Yet when we are out there, in the real world, these foreign talents refuse to learn speaking in simple English before their employment and trouble us non-Mandarin speaking citizens with this language barrier. Then why did we painstakingly learn grammar, vocabulary or adjective for that matter? Is it not important for employers to hire employees who have some basic knowledge of English – especially when the employment is in Central Business District area?

Many movements and such are brought about by citizens here about the importance of being understood in Mandarin. How about a new one? Be understood in SIMPLE English, just for the foreign talents out there.

Yes, even my English language is not perfect. But truth be told, I am easily understood by many around me. Good English = being understood NOT good Mandarin = being understood.

My country is Singapore. With a population of more than 4 million, and mostly, English speaking citizen, I think its time the government emphasize on the importance of speaking good English; especially PR and anyone working here.

I strongly believe that when you work in a shop, retail or F&B, you are the ambassadors of Singapore to the tourists arriving. It’s a pity if they look down upon us, just because these foreign talents can neither understand nor communicate to them in simple English.

And I have yet to blog about my utterly disgusted point of view of some retail assistant. &Trust me, shops with Singapore Service Star stickers are where you can get the best retail experience.

UNO, I know that even if no one agrees with me, you will. Right? :)
Dear World, let’s all improve our language skills. PLEASE.


`fimaaa
❤ imperfectly written at 4:13 PM

Sunday, May 10, 2009

:)Eeeeee 63
current mood: PMS

The handphone number has changed. You can ask me for it personally by tagging me, msn-ing me or facebooking me. The best way is to ask MBF as he is the one who took the liberty of remembering my number while I, have yet to do so. :)

UNO, I know you are waiting for my shopping critic entry. Meanwhile, I just want to say I LOVE you & the new eee63 by you. :)
Dear World, Nokia Eeee63; it's love & its where I am blogging from!

'fimaaa
❤ imperfectly written at 1:17 AM