::Fairy On The Moon::

So i have now a "date" with Mr-law-tea ( the name just reeks of elitism) courtesy of Mama-san and unlikely matchmaker Mark. Gosh.

Todae CF gave me a book

"chicken soup for the singles soul."
( actually i tink its really very funny, but i tink she is really concerend abt my welfare and i appreciate the thought)
After a string of scummy men, she prolly wants me to see the light at the end of the tunnel.

She and Woody r so sweet
Its amazing
despite the unorthodox circumstances under which they met,
the speed in which they dated..
i can find completely no fault with the guy. ( he washes the dishes and the clothes lor. Who could ever find fault with that!??!?!) hahahah..

He is completely perfect for her.

and u noe wad? i think its gona last..

every girl deserves to be this happy. :)

dawn fairy on the moon at 5/31/2005

Saturday, May 28, 2005

~~ FROM BANGKOK WITH LOVE ~~~~

Memorable things in Bangkok ( OR NOT..HAHAH)

1) The smarmy taxi driver, who showed us he was the hottest contender for the 'Darlie best smile' competition when SL told him we were from Singapore ( Singapore = $$$$$$) We outsmarted the poor guy..who found himself 300 baht poorer, thanks to his greed

2) The delicious Pad Thai at the roadside store beside the hotel. Its super delicious..and the store looks damn dirty. I wonder if they got "Jia liao"...

3) The very unforgettable dinner with dear T, who made such an awkward scene for me and SL, and accousted me with a barrage of strange questions, while SL was "choking over a fishball" talke about awkward, long silences. ( ok..anything T does, or any of his lines is jus plan memorable. Or maybe not)

4) The delicious Mango rice, with coconut milk, which is to-die-for. its 35 Baht, but really worth every cent

5) the moment when we were talking about "Angkok Wat" and Zy asked, :" uh?? Whos uncle's wat? Ur uncle owned a wat ah??"

6) The taxi driver who brought us back to the hotel for 40 Baht at 2 am ( Almost abit to cheerfully), who refused to tell us his cab number, and had our blood frozen , and our hearts almost stopping through the trip. Almost convinced we were minced meat this time. And the phot ID of the cab didnt even match his face. That revelation was spookier, then any other horror movie.

7) Any taxi driver for that matter. Its an experience, one cannot leave Bangkok without

8) Any of ZY's lines. ( it's just too funny)

9) the irritatingly cheerful voice announcements of the various stations along the Bangkok sky train route. ( its still ringing in my ears)

10)The way we grovel, beg and bargain, whine and plead. just to see how low we can go. Even if it means 10 cents lower.

11) the shopkeeper who told SL that her skirt was more expensive because it was "second hand" ( Vintage must be in?!)

12) The way the shopkeepers laugh scornfully at us, when we slash the prices till they are ridulously low..and the way he laugh at the absurdity of the taxi drivers and shop owners, when they quote us prices which are obviously so ridiculously high, it becomes humourous.

13) The cute shop assistant at Chatuchak market who begged us to write "I love u" in mandarin for him, to give his girlfren ( Wo AI NI), and how we were tempted to write ( " QU SI BA") ( Go and die)..because he refused to give us a discount on clothes!!!

14) The way everyone just litters in Bangkok. There are absolutely no RUBBISH bins around, so everyone just freely, liberally chucks their waste around. Or rather, rubbish bins are rare..so rare..as rare as the jewels found in the Angkor wat, Or as rare as Words of Wisdom/Intellect from President George Bush. ( then that wldnt be rare..but non-existent right??)

dawn fairy on the moon at 5/28/2005

ok. I decided that maybe im too harsh towards these "disgusting and creepy jerkassholes on my life."

Ok. I guess if a guy says something like, :" what wld u say if i asked u to be my special someone.." to u when u r twelve or something, maybe he wld charm the pants off u.
Maybe.

But at 21 years old. All u wanna do i slap the guy and ask him to "wake up his idea!!"

or maybe give him a pat on the head and comfort him..despite tha fact that he is a complete loser..u will still be his dear friend. For life. Or maybe Not.
So maybe he deserves more sympathy. Maybe he deserves a pat on the head for using such 1960 pick-up lines.

The poor soul.

And a guy should never, never , never say these six lines to a girl (at least not in front of her pals)

1) "What kind of guy r u looking for?" ( Anything but u darling)
2) " What type of girl r u? *smarmy grin* ( the type that sucks all ur money and resources dry and dumps u soon after)
3) "What type of guy do u go for? ( same question. Almost anything. But u sweetie)
4) " I dunno wad to say" ( den shuddup already, and save oxygen)
5) " What should we do?" (ask Captain planet. maybe he will know. Or Barney the purple dinosaur. He knows EVERYTHING)
6) "Den how?" ( How wld i noe? do i looks like an encyclopedia? How wld i have all the answers?)

dawn fairy on the moon at 5/28/2005

Just spent the coupla nites playing Mahjong at Fenix's 21st bdae chalet.
Its been such a long time.
I tink im getting lousier..hahaha..But AHA! Ever since the praxis chalet, i think my bridge skills have improved by leaps and bounds. ( more like luck), and as usually..my "Bluff" skills are impeccable. I win every game. What to do? im such a friggin good liar. Hahaha.. joking..

And then there was David's 21st Bdae party todae. It was pretty good..lots of his frends were there..apparently he invited his whole bunk of sumthing!! I even saw JK, this poor boy i bullied back in JC. Ok..i didnt bully him lor. he was just this stupid MCP, who needed a gal to tell him when to shut up and disappear. And i can't stand his male egomaniacs pushing gals arnd like they own the world. Someone had to tell him when to stop. And he said i was bullying him! huh! haha..Daivd's bdae cake was really huge. This huge mango-fruit cake thingy..which reminded me--FOr almost every single one of my bdaes..my parents ALWAES buy fruit cake. Tho time after time i keep telling them i dun like fruit cakes. Geez. But i guess its the thought that counts. Well dave really looked damn happy tonite, and so did sher, so i guess it was pretty success, and its like blissful heaven for them. Good. Everyone deserves to be this happy and radiant on their 21st.
It seems like a trend to hold these grand 21st bdae parties..and the more parties i attend..the more worried i get, because it serves as a constant, incessant, nagging..reminder..that it will be my turn soon. And reality hits hard.

I am growing old.

ARGH!!!!! ( If 21 years of age, means im officially an adult..then can someone tell me why the hell these bloody pimples keep popping up on my forehead? I don't get it..isn't pimples and acne a very adolescent, teenage thing? So why am i suffering from such symptoms now?? Ironically, in my teen years i NEVER had pimples.. ( only once in sec3..this HUGE BIG DISGUSTING ugly blemish on my face, which left me traumatized and screaming my lungs out to Lyn for the next several days) So i am a late developer..coz all the pimples i never had during my adolescence, have now proceeded to take my face as captive, an are sprouting merrily all over my forehead ..uninhabited. Unchecked.

As much as i squeeze..these buggers just turn into huge, angry red welts on my face. Haiz.

Disfigured.

i wonder how i will spend my 21st bdae?

I need a job..coz im friggin poor and broke and there is just SOO many things i wana lay my greedy palms upon. Yes i admit, i love money, and i can be materialistic. Haha. But i don't think thats very wrong...and everyone else who says it isnt impt muz be lying, so at least im honest..

any job offers?
I will do just about anything...

dawn fairy on the moon at 5/28/2005

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

U could pretend it all never happened.
U r a great liar anyway.
you step into my heart.
And now u step out of it.
I'd give anything to step all over urs now.
Hard.

Very Hard.

I could write a book abt "The-Disgusting-and-creeepy-men-in-my-life".(theres been plenty of those recently) I wouldn't get pass chapter 3..and neither would it ever become a significant bestseller, but still..i do have plenty of material. Who the hell would bother reading a book titled: "The disgusting and creepy men in my life" anywae?? haha...

Here are three things a guy should NEVER ask a girl he likes...IN FRONT OF HER FRENDS

1) guy: "What kind of girl are you? (sly..and slimy wink)
2) guy: "What kind of girlfrend do u tink you will make? ( Sleazy grin)
3) guy:" So..tell me..What kind of guys do u go for? ( Leering..)

Gawd. There should be a book written for the clueless and brainless poor sad ass guys who have ZERO EQ..and don't know what to say..and what not to say in front of a girl.

Oh yes. And a guy who asks you to be "His special someone" without even truly noeing u..who asks u to be "his girlfren" just slightly after noe-ing u..shows totally zero ounce of respect for u. like..

guy:" So..Will u be my special someone".
Me: (uh hello?? i hardly even noe u??!) "....."

Like seriously. What the hell do guys expect us girls to say. What wld he expect me to respond to something like that?!?! He dosent SERIOUSLY tink im gona say:
"Yes! Lets get hitched! Oh gawd..this is a dream come true!"

Fat Chance.

Its true the richer u get..the more money u have..the less grey matter u have.
I tink.

And a guy who acts so disgusting and treats ur frends like dirt?
he should get lost in Timbucktoo as well.

Its awful..having to date a guy who talks abt nuthing abt himself (get a blog buster) and his riches..and asks u incredibly ridiculous questions like "So..wad kind of guys do u go for" while totally ignoring ur fren who's choking on a fishball at the corner. i mean how awkward is tt?? for ur fren. And for urself. Dosent the guy have any common sense?

Ok. Enuf abt rich a brainless scums who think that "money can buy anything" (Underlying meraning: "I can buy you.) Bloody hell. I AM NOT FOR SALE.

Well. there are also different types of scummy men..who u noe..are indecisive fools. Who wanna be with a girl..and promise gals all sorts of wonderful things..but in the end, crush those promises and throw the ashes at you face, guys who make u believe them, only to find out how fickle..and screwed up they actually were to begin with.

Guys who will profess..gush..and confess..how much they care for you..and how much u mean to them..and how much they don't wanna lose u..only to push a dagger into ur heart.
Its all profanities.

Its a sin.

Some guys are such good liars. Talk to cheap. As cheap as the 20 cents worth of candy we take from the MamaShop. then why oh why..do we gals alwaes fall for such Bullshit? Why?

Gawd.. u can build all the fences around urself..build walls surrounding ur heart.
and just when u believe u can give ur chance to let ur defences down..let the walls fall down..
then he grabs ur heart, and wrings it into a tight ball..and aims it for the waste paper basket.

Like a tree..He breaks all ur branches.

and Men. Who have perpectually "nothing to say"
Why r these ball-less assholes still exisiting? If u have something to say to a girl..why can't u jus say it?? There's a reason why God gave u balls. To be a man.
then act like one?

Why do u have to keep so quiet when i give u a chance to talk??
What..am i a fortune teller?
What..do u tink this is Cloze passage? Am i supposed to be filling in the blanks?

i wan u to talk to me becoz i wanna hear wad u say.
U can pretend nuthing to wrong.
But who are u kidding anywae?
u noe u aint kidding anyone of us?
U can lie to urself..but we both noe better.
U can hide the truth to urself..just like we have been hiding the truth to the world.
But whats the use??
Will it make u happier?
will it make me happier?

Do u wish to have amnesia so u could forget everything?

and maybe i wish i do.
I really wish i do.

do u tink ignoring the problem will make it disappear.
U r deluded if u really think its true.
And u used to tell me how if there was a problem..u wld alwaes like to talk abt it honestly

u believed that communication was paramount.

U liked it when i was frank..

So i will be frank.
Im pissed..ok..WAS pissed. But i want to listen.
i want to believe u were not lying to me.
I don't ever wanna believe ur words were only lies.
I don't wanna believe u r as immature..fickle..and indecisive as i tink u r.

Sometimes i wish i cld see the good in u.
if u let me.

dawn fairy on the moon at 5/24/2005

im missing Bangkok terribly.
The Hankering and Bargaining..The food..the pple..and YES..even the dirty road side stalls. Singapore is far too boring.
Jus came back from chalet..

eat. Sleep. And more barbeque Food.

I wanna go back to Bangkok.
I miss Chatuchak.
Its like heaven on earth :P

dawn fairy on the moon at 5/24/2005

Monday, May 16, 2005

3 sentences of English a Thai Shopkeeper MUST KNOW:

1) " (Mai Pang)..not expensive..very cheap..very good.." (When u bargain until very kang kor..this is wad they tell u)
2) " last price..really cannot" ( When u tolong them gving them absurdly low prices)
3) " Gimme more..gimme more.." (when they are desperate to earn ur money_)

ie: You: How much?
they: 50 Baht
you" 30 baht can?
they:..Noo..no..gimme more..more...

haha..

Things U must do in Bangkok....

1) Eat at the road side store. The dirtier the better ( My fave is the ulu Fishball noodle store at Chatuchak market..very dirty..grimy and hot..but the soup damn good)
2) Bargain like siao with the taxi driver ( coz they rip u off like no body's business)
3) Bargain like siao with the shopkeeprs ( coz they rip u off like no body's business)
4) eat..and eat and eat ( and buy back Dunkin Donuts..coz singapore dun have)
5) shop for one whole semester's worth of clothes (haha)
6) Go to the markets ( coz u can "pang" like mad over there)
7) Watch movies (coz its cheap..cheap..and cheap..compared to the friggin 9 bucks here!!!!!)

..and so much more actually..hahhaa..The culture is really interesting. Propaganda there is terrible. Everytime u watch a movie..u have the stand up for the King's anthem..and every shop, and road u go ..u see the King's face everywhere..

The weather is hot..its worse then singapore..

Shopping there is fantastic. Everything in spore seems expensive now

the food is good.

Pple.some r really nice..but some..well..maybe its just a diff culture..

its amazing how the minute u cross borders everything becomes so different
Bangkok..Only 2 hrs away..but tis a world of difference from home :)

dawn fairy on the moon at 5/16/2005

Im back from Bangkok! Yay!
Haha..its very different from Singapore.
To people who hate bargaining and shopping..a word of warning..Bangkok is not the place for you.Haha..
It is impossible NOT to bargain in Bangkok, and one muz have pateince to bargain...Bargain for taxi..bargain for food..for clothes..everything also "pang" ( meaning: expensive) hahaha..
Coz if u dun bargain..or rather "negotiate" a price..u get cheated coz everything...has been jacked up ( the prices) Sometimes the prices they quotes are impossibly high..its almost shocking. But i must say that it was a great experience in deed. and the thrill comes in noeing HOW LOW u can go..100 baht also wanna "pang"..10 baht also wanna "pang"...ahhh..the sheer joys of bargaining :P
(but it can get tiring..)

Anywaes...a few quotable quotes..or memorable lines i will alwaes remember in bangkok!

SL: " eh uncle taxi number wat ah?"
taxi uncle: Evil smile...

SL: " Eh...hairclip 10 baht..can give 5 baht????!?!?!" (like tt also wanna bargain! haha)
aunty: (@*#^$*($)!!!!!??! ( speechless)

SL: "eh this one 600 Baht can give half price?? 300??
aunty: (uncontrollable laughter.) <----meaning.." r u crazy?!?!?!"

Taxi uncle: Where u from?
SL: (cheerfully) Singapore!
taxi uncle: (sly evil laughter)..ahhh..singapore! Singapore good! Very good! ( underlying meaning: Good coz singaporeans are rich so can cheat money)

...so we spent our days pretending we were from the kampong of Malaysia.. :P

dawn fairy on the moon at 5/16/2005

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Today i met this very anti-female cab driver. I was sittin in the cab..shut up in my own thoughts...and then the cab driver suddenly started talking about..women
And he kept going on about how women were alwae changing their minds..changing their clothes..changing their styles..and how wen women stood up..the whole world screws up..and goes wrong..and etc.
I wasn't exactly in the mood for some very pleasant chat so i kept smiling and nodding and just agreeing. i would agrue that MEN can be very changable..and MEN are also the prime causes of all the screw-ups in the world..but he didn't seem to support that view very much. And just wen i was in one of my most anti-guy moods, this cab driver has to rant and rave to me about the women in his life and the amount of trouble they are. Gawd. what the Hell is it with men?? seriously..alwaes tinking that they are right..and women are trouble. Seriously..Its not like men are any better lor seriously

Sometimes if u have stinking bad luck..u just keep bumping head first into all the wrong kinda guys.

And i have that real stinking bad luck i guess.

And today wld have been a happy day, It was the end of my exams, and i finally got to sing my KTV, and it was ruined by some insensitive creep who.is just plain..ok..insensitive...
gosh

I can't believe my bad luck.

How can you tell me you feel one way ...and yet another way?
How can u tell me u like me one day..and the next day ure not sure?
How can u take me for such a roller coaster ride.

and its ridiculous because just wen i almost let my guard down..
and i almost CONSIDERED..and then u drop this upon my lap.

i hate insensitive MEN.

I could pretend nothing was wrong.
I could pretend everything was ok.
And you could pretend too.
Lets see who will last longer.

dawn fairy on the moon at 5/04/2005