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Tuesday, 07 July 2009

Monday, 06 July 2009

  • A Royal Affair

    Durians, hate them or love them. As simple as that. This calorie packed, fat laden, aromatically-pungent-from-a-mile-away fruit, is probably the unhealthiest of its kind. As far as I know, pple have nearly died from having too much of it. High in calories, sugar, fat...yeaap, all the bad stuff. Smells really horrible too. As much as I love durians, I have to say the durian burp is beyond that of a garlic burp.

    Yet I can't wait for the durian season to come rolling in once a year. My favorite kind is the durian kampung. Kampung meaning village and these trees are not in the plantation, neither grafted nor altered genetically. They are the real mccoy!! And the plus side is that since they aren't planted for commercial purposes, most of the trees are pesticide free.

    The weekend before last, I had a lil durian picking adventure at my aunt's place. Picking as in, pick the durians off the ground, not from the trees. You see, durians are so royally anal that you have to WAIT for them to fall off the trees. It can be today, tomorrow, tonite, in the morning, 3pm, 6.28am. No one knows. If you hear the resounding "thud", u're in for a big treat.


    See those lovely things dangling high up in the tree. You don't wanna be where I was standing when they start falling.




    Damn, I bloody miss the creamy flesh.




    The other funny thing abt this king of fruits is that u can stuff ur face full, get so sick of it and swear off durians for the rest of ur life, only to dream and salivate over the thought of them the very next day. It's soooooooooo bad it's sooooooo darn good.

Monday, 22 June 2009

  • Twist in the tale.

    My first and somewhat successful attempt at a French manicure, albeit with a lil twist. Instead of the conventional white tip, I used a fuschia instead, and a lil blue glitter to kinda mask whatever imperfections. Admittedly they do look a lil stunted since my nails are so short.





    Excuse the bits of dry skin and cuticle. This is afterall, a home manicure and I'm a lazy prick.


    A friend mentioned today that Chris got married last year. It wasn't unexpected really. Somehow this strange feeling came over me. I became a lil quiet for a moment. Then I said "I still hate him." Thinking back, I don't think it's so much of a hate. It's just a feeling which I can't describe. I definitely do not have feelings anymore for this person but neither have the regard of insignificance taken over me.

    Maybe it's the aching feeling of being hurt very deeply. You neither forgive nor forget.

    Oh well. The sun sets today and rises tomorrow to a bright sunny day. Hallelujah.




Saturday, 13 June 2009

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    One Fifth Avenue
    By Candace Bushnell
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    I'm home on a Sat. nite. Bite me!

    When I was a lil kid, I used to collect stamps. God knows where the stamps are now, probably stashed somewhere in the back of a forsaken cabinet. Especially in the States, rarely do I see stamps anymore. Rather, most consists of those bar-coded "stamps" that USPS conveniently churn out from the counters. So it's delightfully refreshing to receive a package filled with the good old-fashioned stamps.



    It's pretty ridiculous when the nail polish that I get from the States, is much cheaper than the exact same ones that I get here. Even with postage! They probably think the local currency grows on trees.



    Just some random pics.

    Dawn or dusk?? Take a guess.
    Coconut trees are so "beachy"

Friday, 12 June 2009

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