Future, behold.

Had a 4 hour chat with the fortune teller for my company.

I never really believed in all this feng shui and fortune stuff... I do seek advice once in a while, purely for reference. And this was my 2nd time getting a consultation. This teacher was crazy. I can't prove his predictions on my future, but about my past, it was bang on.

I gotta say, after hearing about my future and my "destiny", I was a little disturbed... But now I feel like I know what to do to make myself happier.

He laid me on his table and dissected my personality down to the molecule. Not even my friends know every aspect of myself, and him, this stranger, knows everything. Pretty creepos, but all for fun.

At first, after the reading, I felt very very sad. My whole life is about work. And it turns out that I am not destined to be in PR, since he says I can do much bigger things. I don't know... time will tell.

Crisis, Drama, 9-1-1.

Today, I received a 911 call.

45min later, the all-female crew met at a tea shop to discuss. Very efficient, and very Sex and The City-esque.

Seriously, when I was little, everything was fluffy and sweet. I believed that everyone is by default GOOD. How naive was I? I certainly gained a new insight this week regarding the darker side of people. When it comes down to it, it's everyone for themselves in the pursuit of happiness, whatever it is that makes people happy.

If a man is single at 30+, there MUST be something wrong with him. So where does that leave us, all the single ladies out there? Every single guy we meet over the age of 30 are defected? We remain in a very unsettled state knowing that one of these days, we will be forced to settle.

These boys... are shady as fuck.

This past weekends I have experienced and heard about things I thought I would only see on TV... It's pretty amazing stuff.

Me: So what do you do for work?

Boy: Give me your index finger.

Me: ehhh why?

Boy: (rudely grabs my hand and rubs my finger against his temple) Do you feel that?

Me: (feelin a bump) Yes... ??????

Boy: I do bio-technology. This bump you feel is a micro-chip embedded in my temple. It's under testing stages right now. Later on we will be able to transmit information directly into the microchip which sends the info to your brain.

Me: So is this stuff out in the market now?

Boy: No, still under testing stages. It's kind of classified.

Me: So you are a lab rat?..... Poor you. Hey BRB BRB I need to get another drink...

And then, I watched this guy introduce himself the exact same way to other girls.

And then, this guy turns out to be the exact same guy that started pursuing 2 of my girlfriends, at the same time.

And, this guy says that this is his first time ever clubbing/lounging/partying. He is 36. He is the CEO of a Biotech company in Malay. YES, SURE, I believe that this is your first time partying. NOT.

I'm too lazy to write about other shady shit, but you know, it's guys like this that make me feel depressed. What is happening to this world? Where are all the honest, straight-forward BBz?!?!

It's been a very very very BAD week for me. But, one thing I am proud of, is my detective work. I truly believe in woman's sense. And I truly believe that I am quite eligible to work as a detective that catches unfaithful husbands in the act.

At this day and age, men should be GUILTY UNTIL PROVEN INNOCENT.

Not to be a big pessimist, but girls should be smart enough to protect ourselves from the shady.

**EDIT**

Another thought. This actually reminded me an "incident" I had. I'm sure most of you know what I am talking about. See!! Guilty until proven innocent serves me right!

Wow, but that guy was a mofo. I think back to the way he cried, tears dripping down his eyes, hands covering his face, and it just makes my day.

If you are caught, the least you can do is admit your mistakes, apologize, and disappear like a man. Crying like a baby does not help on the sexy-scale.

The Botox & Radiesse Adventure

I know girls are supposed to be all hush hush about this whole beauty enhancement thing. Like keep quiet about plastic surgery or whatever effort you have put into making yourself look better because I think medical beauty enhancements are still semi-frowned upon.

I think this is party because of this whole perception that exists in our society, as follows:

Beauty enhancement = Making yourself look better

Getting an enhancement = You don't like the way you look

You don't like the way you look = You hate yourself

You hate yourself = You are a sad mutherfucker

You are a sad mutherfucker = You have issues so deeply rooted within that you are just aweirdo...with mental issues... think.. Michael Jackson?

Well, most of you already know that I recently got Botox and Radiesse injections. When I first told ya'll, you guys thought I was crazy (aka the weirdo in my analogy above). I am pretty confident, but of course there are things about my external self I would love to change. I consider myself a decent human being. I've never intentionally hurt anyone and usually I treat people nicely. I am relatively normal.. a little retarded at times, but generally stable. A little beauty enhancement just makes me a tiny bit happier, that's all!

No Biggity, No Doubt.

I got Botox on both sides of my cheeks and Radiesse in my chin. I love the results! I had a pretty meaty face (thanks to Daddy's genes). It's still pretty meaty since I didn't get lypo or anything. But my chin is now a little sharper, and in 3-4 weeks I will see the effects of the Botox, which means the sides of my face will become more defined. Generally, the results will be a smaller, less meaty lookin face, and my double chin won't come out to say hi as often in photos. They'll still come out once in a while though, just to say 'sup. But they're going to be staying home a lot more.

So what's next? Boobiez enhancement perhaps?!

Hahaha jessssssss joking! But hey, Deborah taught me the concept of "Never Say Never", so I won't say never. But atleast I can say not now!! Needles are tolerable for now, but I'm not ready to have myself cut open.

Here are a few pix taken yesterday...

Do you guys see the difference? My face is still swollen.. but I do see the diff!

Peevsters

What I hate is how I come home from work, rest, go out for a nice jog, shower, turn on my msn to chill out a bit before I go to sleep... and as soon as I go online I get some wack-ass journalist asking stupid questions, including who the guy is in my msn picture... me: no, it's not my bf. It's my coworker. wack: u hug ur coworker like that? then I want to be your coworker too. It's not even 0.1% flattering. It pisses me off because these people have no lives and all they do is jizz infront of their computer screen waiting for the PR girls from XXXXX brands to come online so they can shoot them a line or two for their own amusement. FUCK... so fucking annoying. Seriously, I want to get out of here so bad. Every little thing in this country annoys the shit out of me. sidenote: nice jog tonight though. :)

Happy Birthdays July Babies

Wow.. July is a crazy month for birthdays... Deborah, Charlene, Elin, Tommy..

Which makes me kind of broke... but Happy Birthday nonetheless!!

Sorry about all the blurry photos.. after 6 months I'm still trying to learn how to operate this expensive yet not very user friendly camera. Fuckers.

On Thursday, went to a Michael Jackson Memorial party at Spark. Non-stop MJ beats and video feeds. I totally forgot how great of a performer he was... seriously, you watch his videos, and you realize that he was BORN to do this. He was born and made to entertain, to dance, to sing. Pretty incredible stuff. Though I think he brought on his own early death, i still have to say... RIP, King of Pop.