Do you love me?

If you do, get me this .

YESH...

Our cute colleague from the London office is extending his stay till Sunday, and my lovely colleagues have managed to waggle what time he has left in Singapore for me.


Basically he'll just follow whatever we've planned... So tonight it'll be wine, dinner, and then more drinks at Clarke Quay. And if I manage to pluck up the courage, he and I will be going to the Garden Festival with Debbie and her friend tomorrow...



Heh heh... *Evil chuckle and rubs palms together*



Will update soon!

*Creams*

Okay, maybe the title is a little over, but I can't help it when I see a cute guy in the office amidst work and slacking off. And mind you, one of the cutest ever!

I mean, first off, he is tall and trim, almost on the lanky side but still hot. My male colleague then pointed out that he looks like a cross between Jason Priestly... AND HE DOES! I find him a cross between Jason Priestly and Jude Law, but realistically not that devastatingly cute. =]

But then, he's like the cuter, bespectacled version of Jason Priestly. Like, like... Like this!


Oops?


Okay, my lousy Paint skills made him look like Robin from Batman and Robin, but you know what I mean.

We have a Flying Dutchman lookalike in our local office, but HE'S the English version of Jason Priestly in a GQ model suit. And that smile. And that impeccable hair. That accent. That manly name, Thorsten... Goddamnit.

And when he breezed past my desk earlier on, giving me a killer smile while adjusting his jacket collar, I couldn't help but think "Hugh Grant!". Funny, eh?


He's gonna return to London tomorrow and one of our vice presidents will be taking him out tonight. Some of us are having dinner at Ikoi restaurant tonight and I'm keeping my fingers crossed in hope that they will join us instead.

Rofl, I sound like a psycho. But its not like I'm in love or something; I just like this tingly feeling and I like exclaiming over cute guys. xD So bite me!


I love working in American/UK companies.

Rainy Monday... And my ink!

Sigh... Rainy Monday equates to sleepy Jen. Was late to work after maintaining a clean record for a week, argh.

Something drastic happened during 18-19th July 2008 and has deeply impacted my life. The shameful experience has scarred me so much that it hurts just to think about it, let say talk about it. Stn no: 2769... Sigh.

Thank you Ying, for being there for me. I wouldn't have made it without you. :)


RIGHT! So, about that ink. Well, it's finally done. Got it on Saturday evening and toiled 4 hours on the bloody chair.

I'd originally gotten the idea from this nymph...


Right, and then I told the tattooist that I want my nick 'Jenx' incorporated above the wings, with some vines twining from the nymph's arm and then branching out.

Sounds rather clean and neat and small, innit?

Well, Sean drew me the design on Saturday, and though it was kinda different from the idea I originally had and he couldn't add in my nick, I thought it wasn't bad.

Thus, I ended up with this... Although it IS going to be on me for life now, honest comments will still be well appreciated.


It's huge... I know! Everybody told me that, so I would appreciate comments on how it looks instead. Lol.

Who are you? Who am I?

I still remember some particularly memorable posts I've made over the years, and I went over my past posts to discover this one .

It brought a smile to my face. I still feel intensely regarding most of the things I've said back then in '05, but sadly, without that tinge of naivity anymore.

Right now, I would just say this...




Now, if only I can believe...

ROFL...

I asked my friend from WLNY, Kevin, to sketch a nymph/fairy for my tattoo design, but guess what he sent me earlier on?




LOL. No way in hell! (Ah yes, btw Zohan is an inner joke between the group; apparently the guys were all cracked up over Adam Sandler's accent and quotes inside and they have been talking like him.)

Zohan: I only be stiff for you.

Ink.

I've made an appointment for a tattoo this coming weekend.

@_@...

It's one of the typical moments where I'll doubt my decision until the very last minute, even after the deed is done, only that this is permanent.

I'm thinking a woodland nymph or one with a fallen angel vibe, with some background. Not gonna go into details until I have pictures to show ;)

I've shared my concept with the cute tattooist and my friend will probably design something for me too, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed >_>.

What do you think? I'm not even sure if anyone still reads this, but I desperately need comments from anyone to decide if I SHOULD get inked.

Though I already do have a vague picture of how my full back tattoo will be in the future. ROFL.


Oh the way, I'm getting it done on my right lower back, and nope, I'm not telling my mother about it. =)

ROFL!

I was munching on my sweet potato when my jaw dropped after reading our weekly employee email.

Please enter your name, employee number, phone, e-mail and country. If you submit a correct answer, you will automatically be entered in a raffle to win a State Street gift item.

Raffle Winners: Jennifer Lim, IS-Asia Pacific in Singapore and xxx, Risk and Compliance in Luxembourg.

Woot! Really didn't expect to be be so heng. Can't wait to see what I'll get! :)

Anyway, today is the last day of my 14days detox programme... Dawn, tomorrow, marks a new beginning.

To be honest here, I have every intention to continue the detox, as I strangely have lost my cravings for the food I was looking forward to these past 2 weeks - The roti prata, fried carrot cake, my brother's Lor Mee, etc.

Except maybe Japanese food. They are my all-time favourites, afterall.

Too bad my friends have been bugging me to go out with them to 'commemorate' my diligence and success of the detox programme, so I've basically have a breakfast date, a dinner date and 2 'requests' to party on Saturday, and a lunch date on Sunday thus far.

I wonder how long it'll take before I gain back the weight I've lost, lmao. Ah well. At least I know that I've made a conscience and assiduous effort to repair my exhausted body.

Looking forward to my next Detox... <3

Man vs Woman

I've been chatting on this thread in WLYN when the topic suddenly veered to men's choice of wives and their nationalities.

Ever the competitor, I jumped right into the fray and pitched in my two-pence point of view.

Hence the small debate war begun.

This poor chap was whining over how women are getting so picky over looks and/or materialistic, and generally being feminist. Another tried to poke at my stand by asking if I would ask a man to carry my handbag 0_o.

Most of them were neutral about Man vs Woman, but now most of the neutral ones have bowed out and thus left only those who revered the ancient times where Man were overlords and women but toys and additions to harems. *Sigh*


My latest reply went like this:

It seems that the rising amount of 'rebel cases' where girls are picking
guys instead, have overshadowed the truth that there are still more percentage
of men who are picky over their partner of the opposite sex as compared to the
women.

One guy from the minority rallies, and all the other poor buggers come
marching in. Still doesn't take away the fact that it was the guys who did this
alpha omega, I am Man hear me roar thing since the beginning lol. Courtship is
after all the oldest dance ever existed and its the survival of the fittest.

We women are just following suit.

I am Woman hear me roar!!!

Well its true, isn't it? All I can say is, its the era of survival of the fittest, and men will just have to get used to the fact that women are finally catching up.

Also, you'll have to obey the natural order of things - If you are not very pleasant looking, please do not expect a drop-dead gorgeous person of the opposite sex to give you the time of the day with your pathetic attempt to get into their pants or skirts. I don't just sashay my way up to a hunk or real cutie and chat them up, expecting them to fall at my feet, you know. I don't chat them up, period.

Of course, when it comes to affairs of the heart, women are still at an disadvantage, sadly. Once their hearts have been captured... All reasonings will be shown the door, repercussions be damned.


“Once my heart was captured, reason was shown the door, deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy. I accepted everything, I believed everything, without struggle, without suffering, without regret, without false shame. How can one blush for what one adores?” - George Sand