MOF Drama

Hello! Today I will be blogging with illustrations for the first time. I've missed drawing quite a bit and started doodling a bunch of stuff that happened today.

So I woke up way earlier than usual for a Saturday. I honestly wanted to be up at 7am to exercise, but.

My appointment was at 10am and I was considered lucky (no MRT breakdown thank goodness) to have reached Tong Building at 10:10am. In case you didn't know, the infamous "Rolex building" in Orchard Road is called Tong Building.

I'm not elaborating on my visit in this post but basically I left the building having silky hair!

And before I could revel in the glory of my mane (ha-ha), I stepped out of the building in shock.

Reality check x 3 - I was supposed to meet Kexin at 1:35pm, and it was raining bloody heavily at Orchard Road. A few things flashed through my head all at once.

• Stranded in the one isolated building in Orchard that is NOT connected to any shelters leading to the MRT station. 
• I'm gonna drown in Orchard and nobody is gonna know.
• WTF MY HAIRRRRRRRRR.

Anyway. I had an umbrella but it was really useless considering how heavy the rain was. So I calculated, if I folded my jeans up and carried my bag in front, and walked briskly to the nearest building next door, I *might* be able to make it without drowning.

Turned out I was earlier than Kexin lor please. She was held up by the rain on her side too hahahaha.

We met at AMK and even though I didn't die from drowning, I was about to collapse from hunger. Long story short, I suggested Coffee Bean and the place was under renovation. Then I suggested Pepper Lunch, AND THE PLACE WAS UNDER RENOVATION AS WELL. -_- Recently I had gone to Popular at CWP only to find that IT WAS UNDER RENOVATION. I don't even.

In the end we went to MOF. And Kexin had this really bad experience when we were there last. She had ordered a cold (I always say cold I don't know why) iced macha latte and apparently the cup was filled 3/4 with ice and she finished the latte in less than 5 sips!

After we were seated (no queue lor WHY) and ordered our food, everything else was served except Kexin's HOT macha latte (hot so she won't get cheated again!) so we checked the food list and turned out that the latte wasn't included! So we called one of the servers and asked for a hot macha latte, again.

And then we realized that Brandon's sashimi set had not arrived either. Seriously, raw leh need to take so long meh?! And by then the hot macha latte still had not arrived!

We caught hold of another server (ironically we were seated damn near the counter) and told her to check on the sashimi set and if the previous girl put in our order for the latte.

HAHAHAHAHAHA sorry the above didn't happen la!! I just -had- to draw this. It's really too funny hahahaha sorry Ah Chan! xD

Okay so when the sashimi finally arrived, Brandon commented on the prawns. One thing led to another and I showed them this sushi doodle I posted on instagram yesterday.

By popular (LOL) demand, they asked me to do a part 2 with the prawn. I really didn't know how to draw sashimi cute (and I didn't even take a good look at what they ordered!) so this is my interpretation of what they ordered.

And this is the actual photo.

Credits to Ah Chan for taking the photo and Brandon's pinky. I don't know who kiaped the shrimp lol.

I don't know if Kexin will post it up to their FB page but..MOF used to be so much better. In other news, Brandon's ocha was FOC because I have the member card (don't ask) which will expire in May 2013 yay.

Alright so. This is it. Hope you enjoy my feeble attempt at drawing. :D

I drew this yesterday as well, and they're supposed to be hamstersss. Kexin said I'm tryna plagiarize Pusheen. Boo.

Valentine Heartbreak

This post isn't as morbid as the title suggests. It just..came up.

I was gonna enter a twitter contest, and usually you'd just need to follow the merchant and answer whatever is required, and include the merchant's hashtag. And I wanted to enter the contest because I wanted free movie tickets hahaha <cheapo. But then one of the requirements was to mention the sweetest valentine gift you've ever received.

I honestly thought HARD about it. Lol. Damn sian, don't think I've gotten any sibeh sweet de gift. SUAN LE I BUY MY OWN TICKETS. Lolol.

So I've been inspired to blog but I don't know what about exactly. This isn't some post to niam about how miserable I've been every valentine's day. Lol no indeed, not.

The only memorable thing about valentine's day was probably back in secondary school where everyone bought/handmade stuff for everybody. It also wasn't awkward because I was in an all-girls school, and in fact the gifts were pretty competitive lol.

And then we grew up and..yup. No great memories about valentine's day, sorry. I did a cross stitch for one of the bfs and gotten a "huh where am I gonna put this?", and gave a couple keychain to another and he said "can I have a pair instead, in case uhm." <he meant in case we broke up lol. Bugger two-timed me and I didn't know.

^These are only some which I remembered, and it hurt at the point of time. But I guess these are part of what made me cold today. Or maybe lazy. Lol I don't bother with gifts anymore. Because of facebook, I realized that there ARE guys out there who plan surprises and handmake stuff for girls. And because of facebook, I realized I have been wasting my time with the wrong people fml.

I've started watching Korean dramas again, and I stopped a while ago because most are sappy love stories, one will get some terminal disease and whatever, you get the gist. This drama I'm currently watching, interesting strong-willed couple. Prolly will be together forever and forever but they're not the 死来活去 (is the term correct??) kind lol. And then I thought, this is the type of relationship I want. Of course if I get a guy like that I'd die a happy human, or wouldn't want to die, depending on your point of view. Lol.

This was the part I bawled my eyes out.

I'm not done with the drama yet, and I feel so much for the couple. My heart breaks for fictional characters, but I haven't shed a single tear for my own r/s. What have I become? Perhaps I've cried enough throughout the r/s that I've nothing left when I decided I wanted out. Food for thought.

On valentine's day this 25yo guy texted me and said he couldn't stop texting me even though he promised to leave me alone. Said he's hoping we could be friends..with benefits. Prior to that he said my future bf will be very lucky because I know what I want and not into games. Now he's saying that he wants a girl like me but hey, just for fun.

What has the world become? It's like, hey Calista, you're not good enough to be my gf, but good enough for a fuck. But hey I don't want loose women. I'm sorry that you think I am cheap and desperate, life must be horrible for you that you have to insult a girl this way. Thanks.

In other news, I received a valentine's day gift from my bestie. Lol. It's really, really appreciated. It just doesn't count because man, I gotta stop receiving gifts from girls. What does that say about me?? LOL.

Hope y'all had a great v-day though. It's really about the heart. A gift is just a thing if you don't put any thought into it.

Time is a great teacher.

a lot of things were going on in my head yesterday despite my sneezing frenzy (average 6 sneezes per minute, for the ENTIRE day). i've learnt that, 1) sneezing is VERY tiring, and 2) i need to (somehow) compartmentalize my brain. even if i came up with the invention it'd probably be chucked as a chindogu.

my hands were shaking while drawing this, and i sneezed about 382 times.

anyway. today i want to rant about Being On Time. (was gonna term it as Being Late but i have to start thinking Positive so.)

personally, i don't think anyone can actually be on time. you will either be too early, or slightly later. or even if you managed to reach on the dot, that would be "on the dot" by your own clock. my watch could be 5 minutes earlier for all you know. (which, by the way, it is.)

at the risk of being really bitchy, i've just about had enough of latecomers. having said (typed) that though, i think i have the patience more than Job (the bible dude, not the apple dude). my record is waiting for someone for 4 hours.

this is the amount of patience i have vs latecomers.

don't get me wrong, i am perpetually late myself. but i make sure i let the other party know so they can go shopping or pee or get something to eat instead of waiting for me like a bloody fool at the mrt station for example. and i won't make them wait for hours for crying out loud. so, what the hell did i do to deserve waiting for 4 hours? (warning: grandmother story enfolding.)

T lives in serangoon and we decided to meet. he said, let's meet somewhere in between. so we made plans to meet at bishan (how is that in between, i also don't know) at 2pm. i was actually late - it takes me about 30 minutes to travel to bishan and i left my house at about 1:45pm. dude texted me at 2pm to say he'll reach at 2:30pm. fine by me, i knew he was gonna be late anyway.

time check, 4pm. no texts, no calls. and i was done shopping at the mall. so i called him and guess what, he said he was at BEDOK. told me he was on the way, only 10 minutes more. how is bedok 10 minutes away from bishan, i also don't know. maybe he travels by helicopter.

long story short, T made an appearance at almost 6pm, slightly apologetic, but that's about it. went on and on telling me about things inconsequential. now that i'm thinking about it, if his purpose was to diffuse or distract my anger, it sure as hell didn't work. i think i never met him thereafter, at least not alone anymore.

this is just one of the many stories i've had to wait for people. the ex-bf used to tell me how much he missed me but i always had to wait for him for at least an hour every date. and each time it makes me feel small and unimportant.

Time is making fools of us again. ~ J.K. Rowling

well, thank you. in a different context, i'm done being a fool. my time will only be for people who can respect it. (still learning to adopt Ms Leow's pov on this. but i'm a girl, i take things more seriouslyyy.)

on a somewhat related topic, i'm abruptly sharing this Backstreet Boys song because it was constantly playing in my head while typing this. =D

When 140 Characters Are Not Enough

i get these intense feelings lately. it's like something built up overtime and is literally waiting to blow up. each time i feel this way, i'd pray nothing happens and hope i survive till the end of the time. but noooo. something always happens and i'd curse the day with swollen eyes which will swell for the next 2 days at least. true story.

so this time i'm just gonna rant blindly and maybe shit will not happen today.

then again. today is a little different. i woke up before my alarm and waited for it. and when it went off i didn't go back to sleep. instead followed up on tweets about peeling a banana from the bottom. (please remind me to do that. i really wanna try.)

and then i left the house early and strolled to the station, a luxury i never had. and was 2 trains earlier than usual! this is madness. with things going so well you'd think shit won't happen.

so. damn. paranoid. nao.

decided to dissolve some frustration into words. are you still with me? because i'm almost sure i'm not making sense dsfdsfdsfjkl.

had some ideas during my luxurious stroll and suddenly i had a budget for my party which i bounced off Susan but i have a leetle problem with the venue. okay sorry the previous sentence is too long to digest and i can't be arsed to edit it.

long story short, there are a few things i would like to do.

1) catch madagascar 3 alone. because i'm emo that way.
2) please don't make me catch prometheus alone. #foreveralone
3) finish up The Secret so i will stop being bloody emo. very tired of drawing circles in the corner.
4) somebody date me to USS please. i would actually like to go with a fun crowd this time and perhaps at least one who is handy with the camera.
5) I WANT A STEAK. okay la this one cannot help. gotta wait till the metal is off, which is kind of a depressing thought because then it'd be close to valentine's day. lol. see! however i think it'd make a round and bite me in the ass.
6) clean up my act before july because there are just so many things to do! big day on august 1 and i'm (mostly) determined to make it work.
7) lose another 5kgs. lol. i've lost 5kgs so far, and it wouldn't hurt to lose another 5 because some fat aunty yesterday from LWM approached me yesterday wtf. 我比你瘦好不好 -.-
8) i decided to make a point 8 because i'm pantang (superstitious) that way. lol. if you're still reading up to this point, you must love me very much. :P

the list is not too much is it? gonna jot it down somewhere so i actually stick to it. even if i have to eat tofu and fish. lol gosh. but really, it's not that much of a chore because i love tofu and fish. it just gets a little boring because i can only make like 2 variations of said dishes. sorry future husband. if you love me you would know how to cook. hahahahaha.

okay this should be enough. i've just about reaching my destination. frustration not entirely spent and some things not off my chest but this is therapeutic somewhat. (hi uncle behind me, want my blog address? don't peek lydat very rude hor.)

HAPPY TUESDAY EVERYONE!

How To Deal With Stupid People

i've been toying with this subject for a while now. thought i should put together some no-nonsense practical ways to deal with them stupid humans.

so. the fact that you landed here reading this post is either you're my #1 fan, or you need some serious voodoo against dumb fucks. i have this to say to you: unfortunately my dear, you ain't seen nothing yet.

as much as i am embarrassed to admit, i've bummed around a few companies before landing in my current one, where, in my entire life, i encounter some of the most classic stupid people. now i'm actually afraid of death by stupidity than death by old age or accident. if i die now, believe me it won't be an accident. i would have been angered to my death because some people are just so appallingly..yes, stupid.

but i digress. let's dive into the three ways i've devised.

number one.
when a person does/says anything in the stupidest way possible, most of our reflex responses would be sarcasm. now, this is me telling you to suppress your sarcasm as much as possible. in fact, bury it and don't let it surface in front of said stupid person.

why? because my dear, that person so stupid you think will understand sarcasm meh? don't waste your wits and brain juice and energy. when they tell you something so explicitly stupid, ask them a stupid question. for example:

me: i was supposed to be on leave yesterday but i was sick and went to the doctor's, and he gave me an mc. so i need to cancel my leave in the system and you need to approve so i can apply for sick leave instead.
dumbo: but annual leave overrides mc.
me: no, mc overrides annual leave.
dumbo: i'm sure annual leave overrides mc. i need to check with hr.
me: fine. you do that.

what i should have said was, "do you think hr will know?" or, "need me to check for you?" ah, but that is not sarcasm, since stupids are unable to process that. you are trying to come across as an innocent imbecile. having said that, sometimes it's hard to think of "innocent" comebacks when you are so appalled by their deftness. so this brings me to..

number two.
keep asking "why". this can act as a guideline. whatever you do, do not give in to arguing with a stupid person. because at the end of the day, you become the bigger stupid, and the person you deemed stupid would go home happy because he/she just recruited a new member. that is, you.

so when you ask a stupid person "why", one of two things will happen. one, he/she will end up realizing how hollow they've been and (hopefully) start making intelligent conversations. or two, you will start to realize and admit defeat that you will never be as stupid or even more stupid than they are, or will ever be. either way, it's a win-win situation.

using the above scenario, here are some why-questions to ask:

why does annual leave override mc?
why are you so sure annual leave overrides mc?
why do you need to ask hr?
why do you not know about these leave applications?
why are you breathing? why am i talking to you?
why are you so bloody stupid?

okay, only use the last question when you're desperate or when your hair catches fire and said dumbo aims a hair spray at your head.

WHEN ALL ELSE FAILS.

number three.

be meek and stupid. be the most stupid person in the world. when you can't beat 'em, don't join 'em. let them have a taste of their own medicine.

"i'm sorry, i'm not sure of the whole leave application procedure. in fact, will you show me to do it? also, do you know what is this from the doctor's? this small piece of paper has my name and so many numbers on it. is it important? do you need my doctor's number to check with him?"

as i'm typing this, i realize, you know what. i'm wrong. you should be sarcastic. but be the nice sarcastic, not the bitchy sarcastic. you have to be nice to a fault. remember, you're a ditzy little bimbo with a brain size of a micro mini particle.

all scenarios and characters seemingly familiar are definitely purely coincidental. unless, you're my colleague, then you know there are no such things as coincidence.

p.s. please share with me some of your experiences and/or how you dealt with dumb fucks. i would Love to know!

relationship drama

i'm really not one of those people who blogs about their relationship issues or which girl is bitching about me etc. i mean, these things are good for a gossip session but i wouldn't be bothered to rant about it and waste cyberspace.

but now, RIGHT NOW, i am fuming mad and i just need an outlet. and i'm typing this on my trusty S2 because my (abused) laptop takes forever to start up and i just wanna rant while it's fresh.

WARNING: this entire post will be WORDY. any person(s) mentioned who sounds familiar is/are prolly someone you know through me.

so the cause of my bitching today is *drumroll* the ex-boyfriend. i am but majorly pissed off because i've had enough of his nonsense. let me begin with how it ended.

our relationship was a 2-year rollercoaster yadayada you know how it is. it went downhill when i eventually got really emotionally drained from having to make decisions in the relationship all the time. i mean for God's sake i'm a girlfriend not his frickin mother. i got sick of his constant  dependence on me, be it checking for information via a phone call, or speaking to the damn service staff in english, or writing a damn letter to ministry of manpower. so i made the final decision to cut ties as a couple. of course we all know it's almost impossible to remain as friends but we're humans right, we persist to be optimistically in denial.

initially it went well, what with him saying he understood and blahblahblah which of course he didn't. he texted me every other hour, everyday, as he always did, just omitting the terms of endearment. i naturally got annoyed and i can't really recall what happened but we got into an argument. thank God, because i sure as hell can't handle amicable stupidity.

so anyway. at one point of the argument, my dear thick-headed jerk of an ex made a comment about me, of course, but he made it in reference to bringing my family into the argument, which honestly in my opinion was absolutely unnecessary! i got more mad (because he picked my work day to come argue with me, no less) and ignored him from then.

guess what? after he jeered and sneered at me, he texted me THE NEXT DAY and said "hope we're still friends." ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME.

anyway i've been ignoring him since, i think that was last september? on and off ever since that day i will think about what happened and there will always be a teeny part nagging at the back of my head that i'm a cruel cold-hearted bitch and i will prolly be single for the rest of my life and the life after. but i never regretted my ignoring him, even though he will text like every other day, things like "how are you, Cal?" and i'll always feel irritated and be tempted to reply "no i died like 16 times today thanks for asking" but i thought i'd not give him the satisfaction of getting a response from me.

so why this rant, you ask? why dedicate an ENTIRE post to a has-been? now that i'm thinking about it, he should be honored too, because he would be the first i'm bitching about on my personal blog.

now let me first list down what i'm pissed about. the few reasons why i'm refusing to forgive him as a person. first off, he offended me by bringing my family into our argument. unwritten rule: NEVER use the trust i give you as leverage to threaten me.

and then there was that mood swings he had. one day he would be all like "hi how are you" and another day he would be like "why you scared to talk to me". it's annoying, and it's childish.

next on the list. he grovelled. now you're gonna say imma mother bitch because he grovelled so why am i still annoyed. because he said how he's been drinking and smoking ever since we broke up and if only i would take him back because i'm "the only one who can stop me from smoking".

bitch please, don't hang your burdens on me. did i force that cigarette down your throat?? please. enough of the emotional blackmailing already.

but wait, there's more. when all of above didn't work, he said his "final words" and..get this, he deleted me off facebook and blocked me on twitter! *gasp* please la got so drama anot.

so tell me, with all of that happening, was i wrong to ignore him to move on with my own life? well it's been a good few months and i thought, okay this is nice, no more drama, he moved on, i might not need to go to hell for being the cruel cold-hearted bitch. you know what they say about good things don't last.

a couple of hours ago i received a facebook notification that he has sent me, naturally, a friend request. seriously now, ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME.

to be honest, i did make idle  thoughts about how long he's gonna take to come around and send that request but i didn't expect him to prove me right yet again.

so i am angry. i am very, very, very angry because this is like a game to him. what the fuck does he take me as, a fucking toy he can pick or dump at his whimp? well obviously he has not grasp the gravity of the situation. yes, i am very soft-hearted. but this, this i will make exception for.

well then, this is what i will tell you. this blog post is about you, but this is definitely NOT about me still pining for you. i've typed this entire chunk of words because i want to make it clear to you and also as a reminder to myself that i will continue to ignore you and why. it's time you realise that some words you say, you can never take back.

and this is to whoever reading this, if you're STILL reading, omg thank you for bearing with me! i think all the typing and thinking did me some therapeutic good.

goodnight and here's to better days. :)

Relationship & ties/lies

i don't know what's up with the title and maybe there's a link. maybe not.

up until now at this point in my life, there's nothing i want more than to clean up all the mess and loose ends (sounds like murder) and start from a clean slate. (now that seriously sounds like murder.)

i did not kill anyone la.

guess i just need to rant. i pulled myself out of a 2-year relationship. it was a struggle for me to make a decision but i had to put my foot down and told myself it would do us both good. he said he would wait for me until i'm ready to start afresh. i didn't have the heart to say i won't turn back, after i heartlessly said i wanted out of the relationship.

i read a post on facebook yesterday, something about finding a man who would tell you you're 'beautiful' instead of 'hot', one who would watch you sleep etc etc, the mushy works. and she had like, i think 6 'likes' for that post. i couldn't resist - i commented "untrue. because if you don't the guy, everything else doesn't matter."

i know how cynical i must have sounded to a lot of people. some might say it's because i'm going through a break up. i won't say i don't feel anything about this break up, but i'm not depressed or suicidal or anything like that. in fact, i would support what i commented above because that's exactly how i feel at the moment.

yes, i want a guy who tells me i am beautiful and who would watch me sleep. but that is IF that guy is someone i like, or have feelings for. i found the guy who is almost the guy every girl wants, but unfortunately we've lost the spark. and as i'm typing this out, i'm feeling the loss but i don't regret. because i've experienced it, and now i know for sure what i want. it's just not written in the fates for us.

having said that, he's trying to act like we can still be friends and hang out. personally i think we need a window period. if you keep asking me out every weekend, then what difference does it make whether we're together or not? i need the space to find myself again. to connect with my other friends. to search for what is it i should be doing with my life. a relationship is not something i should have right now when i cannot even find a purpose in my life.

so i'm gonna remove the status thing on facebook. i know, it might be something stupid but it feels like a symbol of sorts. i was gonna remove the 'in a relationship' status a few days ago, and facebook gave me a 'Your relationship with xxx will be canceled upon saving.' my heart suffered a slight tug, and i cancelled the action. such a coward, i know.

and i just did it, 2 seconds ago before i typed this. my relationship is officially 'cancelled'. no, i don't feel liberated. on the contrary i don't know if i'm doing the right thing by ending what seemed to be an okay relationship.

i can only hope i did, and that what will be, will be.

right now, i just need to focus on my life.