L is for the way you look at me :)

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore can

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please dont break it
Love was made for me and you

<3 xoxo.

The best shark's fin soup in the world?

You have to watch this.

Hiring?

Ok, the elation of graduation has eventually faded. After almost a month of fruitless job-hunting :( After searching for ALL my certificates and awards since I was in primary school, writing down my entire academic/professional career in Microsoft word, signing up for countless recruitment agency websites and sending tons of resumes, I realized that job-hunting was indeed a full time job.

Now I have newfound respect for the jobless. Respects~ (Not you, Andrew. You still have to find a job). Lol.

I have been productive, I feel. Over the past 1 month since I graduated, I have sent 80 resumes and conquered HongKong. Amazing pictures from my Hongkong trip - *~*Facebook Album 1*~* and *~*Facebook Album 2*~*

Please click, the pictures are really amazing. I didn't upload pictures here because there were simply too many. Besides, I figured it will take you less time to click on a link than for me to upload hundreds of pictures. So don't be lazy. This is my blog, I win.

I made so many great friends when I was in HongKong (other than Camy, Kenneth and WW, the rest of the people in my pictures are new friends I made while in HongKong), shopped a little, and clubbed an INSANE amount.

I was there 10 days and only 3 nights I didn't party. Yes, I outdid myself :) *pats on back* I came back needing a vacation from my vacation.

The best part about my HongKong trip was when I bumped into a whole bunch of people I went to school with (although I only saw them the last 2 days), but we partied together on my last night and it was a "faux-MCM class of '06 reunion".

Last but not least, thanks Vam!!! You are an amazing friend. JieMeisQingShen :) You made my HongKong trip a whole lot more wonderful. I love ya, babe.

I woke up in HongKong one morning and called her. I told her I was feeling down.
She asked if I'm ok.
I told her to come to Hongkong and be with me.
She asked me what time's the next flight.
I said 2 hours.
She said, "Ok, I need to go home to pack my bags now. See you in HongKong tonight."

And you will see her right there in my HongKong pictures :)

Last day of college

I have been waiting for you my whole life... We've been through good and bad times, we've loved and hated. At last it's all worked out for the best and it's all worth it at the end. You're with me now and nothing else matters - I LOVE YOU, my college degree!!!

Today is the last day of college... and I couldn't be happier!!! I've survived college.. wOooohOooo!!! Hug me PLEASE!!!

I can't wait for graduation day!

男人女人 - The man and the woman

We were at Dragonfly last Saturday (it is the only room at St. James that open till 6am) and since we were reluctant to leave after powerhouse turned on the lights, we decided to head over for some sappy *~Chinese~* music.

The moment we entered, we saw the Chinese male singers stripping on stage and that's when I realized - Sure, hiphop is cool and house music can be nice. But only in a Chinese club do sexy, sweating men expose their bodies to throngs of screaming chicks. June and I immediately sang along (yes, we know ALL the words) and started wolf-whistling (yes, it's acceptable for ladies to do that now) to the topless men on stage.

As Roy stared at me (with a rather mortified look on his face, I might add), wondering which ghost of a crazy Chinese woman had possessed me (that is his greatest fear, by the way - crazy Chinese women and their hissy fits), I turned to him with a wink, "Welcome to Singapore, baby. Now THIS is local culture." ;)

I never thought I'd see the day that he could turn any whiter or paler as he stood there mumbling about how all Chinese love songs sound exactly the same to him (I didn't bother to explain - after all, there were half-naked men on stage).

Then the band did "One Night In Beijing" - a Chinese rock song made popular in the 90's because of the high-pitched (female-like) yodeling in the chorus by the male singer, and I swear Roy almost fainted.

"Oh no, Beijing opera? What kind of place is this?! Just because they add rock beats to it doesn't make it a rock song! And since when has it been acceptable to play Beijing opera music in a club?!", he exclaimed.

I admit I felt a little bad for him at that point, but truth be told - I was enjoying myself watching him freak out. That Brit could be taken down a peg or two, sometimes (I'm only adding this because I know you read my blog, hon).

Anyway, I heard this song that night and it's been stuck in my head till now (Shawn claims that the lyrics are bullcrap and they are made to sound nice to fool women, but no such man/love exists in reality). Here are the lyrics and translation of the song - you decide (and tell me that Shawn is grossly mistaken).




Woman sings:
爱爱爱爱了几回
I've loved so many times
也明白其中滋味
And realized
付出的从来不会等于收回
That what I give is never what I get
我却还在等待着谁能出现
Yet I keep waiting hopefully for the right one

Man sings:
伤伤伤伤了几回
I've been hurt so many times
也曾经为爱憔悴
And wounded by love
爱情里好人总比坏人狼狈
In love, a good man is always more distressed than the bad
我却还是学不会狠心对谁
Yet I just can't bring myself to be cruel

Woman sings:
男人男人多希望你是好人
Dear man, I hope you are a good man
多希望用你的真让我不必再心疼
I hope you will be true and not let me down

Man sings:
女人女人我答应做个好人
Dear woman, I promise to be a good man
我答应用我一生来换你的快乐一生
I promise I would to give my life in exchange for your happiness

Together:
不会再让我(你)心疼一等再等
I will not break your heart or let you wait too long
你就是我等的那个人
I am the one you've been looking for
男人男人
Dear man,
女人女人
Dear woman,
多么希望你是对的人
I really hope that this time you are the one.

Shii - Wii for women :P

Courtesy of AY and Edwin. I think they were trying to tell me something. Lol.

This might be offensive to some women, but stop being an uptight prude... it is hilarious!

The virus that ate up my social life.

First this...

Then this.Most of my life now takes place on facebook because I've been in bed all day, being sick. My laptop and facebook is my only solace.

I am still reluctant to see a doctor - just swollen tonsils and a fever. I'm pretty sure I can overcome it. Just got to keep eating lozenges... ok, maybe a different brand.

Butter-flies

Edwin and Andrea are re-decorating, so we took a trip down to Ikea. They didn't see much that they liked so I decided to do my bit for the economy and splurge on some wall designs. Black floral print wall stickers was just what I needed (well, not really, but who can resist?). Yes, that is a mini-fridge in the corner. I keep my cocktails in my room and drink to jazz music alone at night, sometimes.


Here's the wall above my bed. I have the whole black-and-white theme going on in my room. And the shelves are a nice spot for the new aromatic scented candles I bought. Yes, I light up candles when I'm drinking in my room. Hence, between the soft jazz music and soft candle lights, I have effectively switched labels from a hardcore closet alcoholic to a softie closet romantic :)


The view from outside Butter Factory on a Friday night - I find it really beautiful.


It's amazing how beauty is relative - like suddenly how the exact same scene seems less breath-taking :P

Butter-flies.
(Ok, forget what I said about being a romantic and not an alcoholic. I forgot these pictures existed. Lol.)

Cleopatra was the queen of De-Nile.

Why is it that the greatest nights are always followed by the worse mornings? As I crawl into bed at 9am, I couldn't help but think back about the night I had at Butter Factory with my friends.

As usual, the moment we walked into the club, the 4 of us got our drinks, dance a little then got distracted by all the beautiful people and lost each other in the crowd. Andrea got really caught up with an ABC, and the boys were somewhere around checking out the chicks, and I was left to my own devices, chatting with random strangers.

Finally after a night of frolicking we all piled back into the getaway car and drove home (I bumped into Nick who somehow got roped into the backseat with me, and held me while I puked... Well, it's nice to know that chivalry isn't dead).

Then in my drunken stupor, I overheard the boys talking and I realized that well... girls' talk is over-rated. Men talk ALOT more than we do. And seriously, us girls are seriously misunderstood about men - forget all those "he's really cute" and "does he like me?" fluff... men's talk are waaaay more profound and goal-oriented than that.

It's amazing how different girls talking about what men what... can be so different from men talking about what they really want.

Here's some stuff I picked up on (based on what they say, not what they really do):

P/S: I don't endorse these ideas and neither do my friends (well not all of these ideas) - they're just offering me some insights on what most men might feel.

Women: "He's my bestfriend, we're so close that he treats me like one of the boys and he loves me for that."
Men: "I have my boys for stuff that I can't do with my girlfriend. If I see her as one of the boys, that could be a serious problem for me."

Women: "As long as our sex is good, there is no need for him to cheat on me."
Men: "Sex is sex, and pussy is pussy - there's nothing a woman can do to keep a man from cheating. IF he is going to cheat, he will. If he won't, he won't."

Women: "The more I have sex with him, the less he will have sex with other women."
Men: "The more I have sex with her, the more I tend to get bored and want to try something new."

Women: "He'll love me for being emotionally and physically available."
Men: "Do you really want a guy to love you for that - availability?"

Women: "I want to know everything about my boyfriend and he wants to know everything about me. We are totally honest with each other."
Men: "All relationships are built on a certain extent of denial - sometimes you deny that your girlfriend is cheating, other times you deny that you're in a relationship."

My friend went to Europe, and all I got were these lousy chocolates.

After scattering his grandfather's ashes all over Europe, Jeremy finally returned to the land of perpetual sunshine. Having been away forever, he decided the one thing he had to do was to wake me up from my beauty sleep and ask me to go clubbing. Also, he needed to be filled in on the happenings of my past couple of weeks - aka Roy.

bree says (4:07 PM):
i really like this guy
and he's smart and funny
he speaks spanish, italian, french, and chinese.

Jeremy says (4:07 PM):
cunning linguist.

Me likey! Very very much :) It's amazing that after all that's been said back and forth between me, my friends, and perhaps even Roy - Jeremy summed up what everyone was pondering upon - was there a direct link between intelligence and sexual attraction?

Is smart the new sexy? Edwin seems to agree, he seeks out smart women (who are hot as well).

Also, on this issue, Clara brought up the theory of procreation - men seek women more likely (able) to procreate: dark shiny hair, rosy cheeks, big dilated pupils, red lips, all signs of being healthy; while women seek men who are able to provide stability in procreation - financial stability, emotional stability, which all point to maturity and intelligence.

If that theory is in fact true, then men are still superficial, men are still visual creatures who go for looks, men still don't really care for intelligence, and most importantly - men are still men. Where then, does intelligence come into the picture?

On the bright side, (still holding true to that theory) women are moving past materialism to increase their list to include intelligence and maturity. If men are still men, then women are still women (with higher standards now).

Therefore, as a woman, I agree - smart IS the new sexy. But for most of the men out there, perhaps smart just smart and sexy is still very sexy.

P/S: Welcome home, Jeremy. You're really smart & someday you'll be sexy too, kiddo :P

Rebels

Last weekend @ Rebel where after a couple of drinks, we unleashed our true emotions - meet Lust, Anger, Confusion, Depression. If you know us personally, you'll know what I mean =)

Non-Fatal Attraction

Normally I don't change names to protect no one's identity... but in this case, I feel it might be necessary. PP was telling me about this new girl he has been dating and was really into... Apparently, he was just really into her, but had never been INTO her =)

PP says (7:33 PM):
its real nice with her and i feel she can make me good

bree says (7:33 PM):
then go for it! it's rare to find someone u really like n likes u too

PP says (7:34 PM):
thing is.... there's no sexual angle to her

bree says (7:35 PM):
why not? not the sexual kind?

PP says (7:47 PM):
as in... you don't have to be the sexual kind
but most girls....you can see a sexual angle in them
like...i can see a sexual angle in you
but my girl....no

bree says (7:52 PM):
she's not very sexual i think
haha but then neither am i

PP says (7:52 PM):
its not about that
its sexual angle

bree says (7:53 PM):
what do you mean by a sexual angle

PP says (7:53 PM):
its like when a guy looks at a girl....and sees an angle in her

bree says (7:53 PM):
i've always been sexually attracted to men i love
i dont understand how you can really like someone and not be attracted to them

PP says (7:53 PM):
k....forget it
my theories are lost on you
like someone....attracted to someone doesn't always mean you wanna fuck them
sad but true

Sad, I agree. But... true? It is possible to be attracted to someone and really like them - but not be sexually attracted to the person? And I'm not talking platonic love, or parental love, but like in a "she's my girlfriend", "we're dating, and I really like her" kind of way.

As much as I'd hate to admit, most attractions (opposite sex) are propelled by sexual desires - looks, figure, pheromones, viagra. That is why women buy sexy lingerie, and men buy cologne endorsed by sexy male models.

At the risk of sounding superficial with all these Freudian theories finding their way onto my blog, I must say I do believe in true love. And in true love, perhaps there isn't room for sexual desires. It's love-making of a purer, deeper connection.

Then, is the physical act of love THAT important? Could we love emotionally, spiritually and just not physically? Or is love so evasive and abstract that modern men (and women) have evolved to seek the physical act of love-making as a validation of the existance of love?

After all...

bree says (8:08 PM):
many married couples don't have sex
Roy says (8:09 PM):
then it's companionship

Sad... but true?

Addicted to facebook

I decided to drag Andrew down to school with me so that I can make him study for his financial advisor (prudential) exam while I do my work.

Apparently Edwin came up with a plan to ignore him till he passes his exam, but then all Andrew does is stay at home and watch TV.

So I picked him up on my way to school today and brought him to school with me.

Andrew is beside me now in the school library... we've been here for 2 hours. So far, he's sent 8 comments to me on facebook and countless messages on MSN.

.........sigh, I give up.

I ♥ KM8

Well, actually I ♥ over night beach parties, I ♥ getting down and dirty with my bestfriends and I ♥ free booze =)

When we heard about KM8's closing down party, we decided to pack our bags and drive out to the beach for the weekend, since we figured - closing down beach party = cheap booze and hot chicks in bikini.

The long drive into Sentosa...

Some private beach house estate.




































Amazing beach house with private yacht parked in backyard. YES, the waters come right up to the backyard. Sweeeet.

Ed's future weekend beach house.

Here's how it might look like.

At the Azure, one of the apartments on Sentosa. Andrea's boyfriend has a place there so we headed over for some pre-party booze.































































































The long walk down to the beach party... Don't feel bad for us, the walk is SO worth it - you'll see.





















Oh ya, meet Andrea's boyfriend (the guy in white), the one who has a place at Azure.






































































I ♥ KM8






































Little huts became the bar. As it turned out, the girls and I managed to get free drinks for everyone just by flirting with the male bartenders. We got 5 rounds for the entire gang - totally free =)







































































Guess who we spotted?? Haha. Mahjong buddy - Kenny.

Andrea and I got drunk, tried to find a secluded spot to pee, bumped into this really cute stranger, told him to take a picture of me and andrea which turned out blurry and ugly.

After much drunken whining from me, he claimed that it's because he's not in it. So he grabbed me for a picture and guess what, he's right.

This picture turned out much better.




















When the girls are away, the boys go all out to play.

I found these pictures in my camera after Andrea and I came back from peeing (and taking pictures with cute random strangers).


























































































































Meet roy, he's from England and he's good at spinning light sticks.
Andrea's boyfriend told me to tell him to stop the spinning 'coz it's irritating. I did, and he did.
Then he decided that a less irritating thing to do would be to hang out with us all night.


Oh well, party weekend's over. It's back to school and work for us mundane folks.
Hello there, Mr. Monday... meet my hangover.

Unanswerable questions of bimbo bree.

Yes, for those of you who hang out with me often (say, once a week)... i'm sure you all have caught me at least once (probably much more) in my bimbo moments. I swear that most of the time it's genuine, but well... sometimes it's just to mess with you guys.

I'm not stupid, I still have a high IQ. Sometimes fatigue just gets the better of me and it eats my brain up alive. Well today, after another presentation well done, as I was gloating (to myself) about my intelligence and brilliance on my drive home, I was suddenly reminded that I should not get too cocky 'coz I do have certain bimbo moments (I don't know why I hate myself).

Bon Apetit
"sweet gorilla nipples?"

The girl I met on speeddate is a... therapist
"who did she rape?"

Aiyah, don't you know that the pen-is mightier (than the sword...)
"so does it work on your penis?"

I think I shold go to FabulousTan
"who is Mr. Fabulous TAN and what does he sell?"

I was from somewhere near the Emirates
"oh, the airlines?"

This is made from leather
"err, that's skin right?"

*tap tap*
"who tap me?"
"aiyah. wtf, bree. I thought you were some chick"

"this poster looks too girly, let me man it up with some blue"*draws a pink thunderbolt*
"yea... nice one, girly boy"
"wtf, bree. all your markers are pink. you just replace the caps with different colors"

"my shortfilm is driving me crazy!! I'm so glad I have a proper job and I don't do this for a living"
"you're welcome for the help, I guess the reason I was able to help u... is coz I do this for a living"

"I forgot hotmail password"
"1234567"

"Hey, show me how to head shot leh"
"ok"
"wtf, you just killed me"

"you always lose your house key... I should keep it for you"
text message - "can u pls come over to my hse nw, Im outside e door n I cant go in coz u haf my only set of keys"

I've also included bimbo/himbo moments from 'other people'... you know who you are.

bree has left the building..

I'm not here.
I'm gone.
I may seem like I'm right here with you,
but inside me I'm all alone.

I'm sorry, this blog post doesn't exist.
Just let me rant, whine, begrudge.
The release is worth the risk of seeming melodramatic.

How ironic though, that it's my blog and my bona fide, but to everyone else I succumb to be judged.

Sigh. This is meant for my blogging pleasure. It's ok if you don't understand.. this post isn't quite meant to be read.

Best way to get to HK

姐妹情深 bree says (4:17 PM):
still cheaper to fly to macau first
then ferry to HK
but i will kill myself
weiwen says (4:17 PM):
yeah
just more lehceh
姐妹情深 bree says (4:17 PM):
yah boy. i will get lost in macau, get robbed, stand on a street corner and try to earn money for $$ to go HK
by the time i get enough cash, time for me to come back sg
weiwen says (4:18 PM):
macau is really tiny by the way
and there are free buses to the ferry anyway
from all the hotels
probably the same for the airport to the hotels
姐妹情深 bree says (4:21 PM):
yah, but if i get robbed. dont u think they will take my passport too
then i will have to earn enough money to buy a fake one from one of the pimps, who will probably give me a discount since i stand on the street corner and i give them some commission, and im their best girl coz i speak good english and i dont look hongkie, so abit exotic. they will give me some cool name like vyxen.
weiwen says (4:22 PM):
i should join them
wvyxen
姐妹情深 bree says (4:24 PM):
hahaha
i mean this in the sweetest way possible
but no way in hell
u will earn as much as me lor
maybe dress up drag then stand in a corner and they will refer to u as the "tall ugly girl with a name u cannot pronounce..... wvyxen"
weiwen says (4:27 PM):
hah
i will be pimping you then
and the rest of the vxyens
姐妹情深 bree says (4:28 PM):
...u pimp me for what.
if u happen to be in macau
u might as well lend me money to buy a fake passport n go home
and besides, u dont have the pimp daddy style
weiwen says (4:29 PM):
haha
姐妹情深 bree says (4:29 PM):
the most u can be my legal representative
let my clients know of their legal rights
weiwen says (4:29 PM):
well
you are my cash cow
姐妹情深 bree says (4:31 PM):
hahaha
u think so highly of me
i think the pimps will hire me to stand in front of their rivals brothel.... then I go "hiyahh...hamsum...Come come!!!" then all the men see me, they think i from the rival side, they hurry run to my pimp's brothel.
the most i get $50 to stand 1 night
weiwen says (4:33 PM):
lol
i wonder why you use those words
姐妹情深 bree says (4:34 PM):
what words??
weiwen says (4:34 PM):
stand and 1 and night
姐妹情深 bree says (4:34 PM):
... i mean stand outside the brothel for 1 night lah
weiwen says (4:39 PM):
haha
yeah ok
and $50 no less
remember how much you told me the price per pop?
姐妹情深 bree says (4:41 PM):
issit $50
anyway if u wanna book a girl for whole night
its in thousands
they pay me $50 to stand for 1 whole night. means either i look like tranny
or i got HIV

This is the Vyxen story, by the way -

姐妹情深 bree says (3:41 PM):

"Vyxen

Hailing from Las Vegas, these three foxy ladies bring the party to Bellini!"

oh the vyxens perform for free at the lounge
BWAhaHAhahaha
come on sweetie... dont u wanna see 3 girls that call themselves VYXEN???
not even Vixen.. but with a 'y'...
weiwen says (3:43 PM):
maybe they are VENessa, YENny and XENa
oh well
姐妹情深 bree says (3:44 PM):
Muahahaha. Yenny.
seriously. u'll love them!!
weiwen says (3:44 PM):
never heard of them until now in any case

Best way to get to HK is fly direct, don't try to be smart and transit in Macau, and don't think anyone is gonna save you. They're just gonna come down and pimp you for a quick buck. Lol.

Short Films

Did part of our filming today in school... then came home and edited them. This is 10% of our entire shortfilm - which means ALOT MORE WORK to be done =( Anyway, exclusive sneak preview just for my loyal readers!! =P Please comment and tell me how to improve... I must admit I'm quite an amateur.

Unlike Shawn Lee Miller who directed last night's episode of Unexpected Access on Channel 5 which had the highest ratings on Channel 5 since triple9 days, and had double the ratings of Singapore Idol finals, most popular episode of the series. Thanks, family and friends for heeding my whining and nagging and remembering to tune in =) you owe it to me lor, Shawnieee... better help me with my short film. Hmph!

P/S: Don't try to make sense of the storyline from these 2 scenes, they are not meant to go together and a huge part of the story in between is missing.
P/P/S: These are edited versions of the film with inputs from HC and Janson. The original versions should still be on youtube, but don't bother to look for them.

Surreal.

After Psy207, I decided to go to the library to mug for my exams and to clear some work, when some bespectacled geek chased after me,

him: Excuse me, excuse me...
me (thinking I dropped something): Yes?
him: Just now I saw you there at the table right?
me (thinking he wanted to conduct a survey): No.
him: Oh, anyway I just want to get to know you...
me (thinking he was just plain crazy and a little freaky): No, sorry. I'm kind of in a rush. I'm busy. Bye.
him -actually had the audacity to look shocked and disappointed-.

....Guys, please don't do this to girls ANYWHERE. Especially not in school lah... Really freaked me out. Wah lau.

Where do puppy dogs go when they're sad? Who do you tell if you don't have a friend?

Baby has been coming into my room these few days to sleep ever since my sis put his ladybug pillow here. His pillow is like a U-shaped neck support pillow where we can just rest his lazy head very perfectly in the bend. I'm always so fascinated with my little baby... he's quite smart that he knows the perfect rest position. I love to watch him rest, he looks so peaceful =) I wonder if puppy dogs have dreams...





Met up with my jiemeis on Sunday for Sushi.... it's been so long since we last met! I miss them soooo much =( But I guess that's what happens when we grow up and embark on different paths in life. Vam always so busy with her events and photoshoots (yep, she's big-time model now!), Pam is busy with her studies, her bf... and I'm busy with my company and my studies as usual. Qiqi's already in L.A... and she won't be back till 2 years later =( We've been missing her so much. Pam's going over to Las Vegas this May and won't be back till next year. Sigh.


What's most important is that we're still bestfriends after so many years and even though we don't meet up often, whenever we meet up, we have so much to talk about and we catch up with each other lives. And the best thing is that whenever any of us are in trouble, we know we can always count on each other =) Love love!!!

We took neoprints too, but I lazy to scan... when I scan I will upload ok? Lol.

Oh ya, we all have cutesy stuffs in our cars. Here's Vam with her Honda Civic. I should upload a picture of my Honda City, Pam's Mitsubishi Lancer and Qiqi's L.A. BMW Z4 soon. Hahaha. Our cars kinda represent misrepresent each of us. We've got mismatched vehicles. You'll see =P

死变态

Just now as I was standing by my window enjoying the night breeze and looking at the moon (full moon these few days, very beautiful)... I saw this strange guy walk stealthily out from under my building... then he crept towards the condo perimeter wall, cross the grass patch, and stood on tip-toe to peep into the landed property on the other side of the wall.
WAH LAU!!! Disgusting lor... He's some dirty old man... and he stood there for damn long lah! The picture is quite blur coz I don't dare to use flash, later he spot me then start to stalk me or something. Eeeeee. Gross.