Tuesday, October 26, 2010

to recovery

HAHAHAHAHAHA IM SO FREAKING CHILDISH.
note: im not a neyo hater. Im in fact, a fan.



I don't mind, I don't i dont mind.~




Oh god, how lame can I get. :S





HELLO, CRUEL WORLD.


Some people are asking where am I officially blogging, tumblr or over here. Well I will be shifting my nonsensical blogging (the usuals) back over here, whilst my whining and emoing will be over at my tumblr which you do not have to see. Gulps*. Caution as it may cause severe depression. HAHAHAHA.


YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOD? my boss told me there's only one god in this world. yeap. there is only one god in my life. and that's my freaking ISOTREINOIN. HAHA.

Harms of isotreinoin:

- Severe liver damage
- Excessive peeling & drying of lips and skin
- Hair loss
- Unable to do vigorous sports or get under the sun
- Nausea, dizzinss and migraine
- (rare) Blurred vision & depression
- Not allowed to have baby. Not allowed to HAVE SEX FOR THE DURATION OF MEDICATION FOR FEAR OF PREGNANCY


>


Doc: Are you sexually active?
Me: Yes.
Doc: Great. You need oral contraceptives.
Me: That will make me fat.
Doc: Erm, yes there may be a certain weight gain
Me: I'm not eating it.
Doc: But you are not allowed to have a baby.
Me: I know. I will practise abstinence.
Doc: *raises his eyebrow// That's quite hard to promise.
Me: REALLY~~~!
Doc: Well, you know, some things are hard to control.
Me: *thinks of army officers in army shorts // Ok. I guess you are right. But i'm still not taking the pill.

Doc: Ok. Then you know what to do. *winkwinknudgenudge.



my expensive & holy & sacred GOD in its metallic wrapping


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Fucking ugly shot of me at some random disgusting restaurant in Bugis Junction-

I hope the shop close down soon. The food is pretty horrible.




When they tell you looks can be deceiving, sometimes just take their word for it.



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JONNIE GOES ARMY :D


All my boys are in army.. so sad D: That explains why I am also sad when sunday comes. Not just the ns men. HAHAHAHAHA. Last pizza I had with him:




The restaurant is at 313 somerset. I can't remember the name cuz it isn't that fantastic in my opinion. Overpriced, and the soup was like as though they took the water from the dead sea.



Have fun jon! You will POP soon. By then.. *counts: Oh, some people ORD liao. HAHAHAHA





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DONG DONG DONG, KUISHINBO.

WE ARE, KUISHINBO


The moment you hear that, you see half of the people are gone from their seats. Because the kitchen staff will give out some limited goodies like crayfish with cheese, strawberry melts etc. Totally suits the Singaporean flair, isn't it?




amb: oei, look at camera leh
ash: wait la i want eat my crab



amb: okok now can?
ash: *bites into crab// OMG YEAH. CAN CAN. *poses

HAHAHAHA






Nanda has no skills in eating the crabs there! His hands were dripping wet as though they were busy with a girl... rather than a crab. HAHAHAH




torty: wtf.. dig so long for that moment of pleasure



AFTER 192983291834918492 crabs:



ash: *bloats// omg. let's eat something else. I think i had too many crabs.
amb: kuishinbo is going to ban you soon.



close up of the epitome of indulgence




torty's self invented ice with candy balls.

(tastes the contrary of how pretty it looks)








*dong dong dong, kuishinbo

ash & ky looks at each other: LETS GO!





KUISHINBO can be found at suntec city, great world city, or jurong point.
Dinner is 54 nett per head. Free flow of everything except napkin. *coughs.

amberating: 8.2/10


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Random shots of food:


strawberry shortcake from bakerzin is one of my favs.

WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN IT IS RAINY, COLD, & YOU ARE HUNGRY?

don't tell me you don't know the answer leh!
even ahbengs also know.
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God of the week: Lionel

can't wait to see the prototype!


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willing to marry for: someone to give up his BTT slot to me.

P.S: another reason to hate my job.