Bloody hell.

Was walking through the underground to the MRT station yesterday, and I ended up walking behind a guy in a white shirt. Just about as tall, a lil more lean than you, and even the same hair colour, with bits of grey in it.

Passed him by and hmm. Even with similar accents. I kinda missed you quite badly at that very moment.

And then today, as I was riding the lift down my office building, I inevitably glanced at some man punching away on his Blackberry, - and what's with you guys saving your wives' full name in the contact list, anyway?! - apparently sending a text to his wife about the cooking time for the chicken and potatoes in the oven - He called her 'babes'.

Reminded me of him.

I know I shouldn't be typing all these, as I'm sure you'll read this one of the days after you're back from your Rome trip, but I made a pact with myself a couple of years ago - I'm done being restricted about what I can or cannot write on my blog. All I will concede to, is keep the person-in-question anonymous. 

Blah, this sucks.

The one woe about losing weight

Author's notes: *Gasp* Are these actually words or merely an illusion?! Yes, I'm typing my entry this time. Too fucking lazy to draw; I'm just an amateur, so those things take hours!


... Is that you'll lose your ass too.


Was out last night to No. 5 to meet up K (remember him?) whom I've not met in a couple of months, despite the mad cramps that's still killing me right now. We moved on to Howl at the Moon where he subtlely made a move on me and I was forced to reveal my mastery in tai ji and maneuvered myself out of the situation.

K is actually a nice guy; I'm comfortable hanging out with him and there's nothing in particular that I dislike, but unfortunately, I've got the vibe that he's prolly another of those wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am-ers whom I'm steering clear of.

So anyway, I went to look for Amanda at Azzucar afterwards, and I've gotten some compliments about my weight loss *Sunshine smile* but Terry said something that broke my heart.

"You look great now, but you've lost your butt. So don't lose anymore weight. Maybe you should try to gain about 1.5kg and keep it at that."


WHAT!
(Disclaimer: Terry's an angmoh, hence his judgment wasn't based on an asian's standard. I am still overweight.)


Bloody hell. I'm targetting to lose 7.5kg more/not stopping till my waist measurement returns to the 20s range, and you want me to gain some?! Most importantly, Terry pointed out my biggest regret - I DID lose my bum bum! While it's gotten a little bit more perkier, the mass has reduced by a third.

I used to be obscenely proud of my ass... Now those days are no more.

Not that I won't still hit the gym as hard as I can. My body is showing symptoms of falling apart, and exercising is the least I could do for my health.

Happy weekend, my dear blogders. Hasta la vista.

21.07.09 Lunch at "Mary's".

Trying to say goodbye.

It's time I learnt letting go, time to try saying goodbye, before I get more involved. I'm fine really, it only stings when he breaks out of his radio silences.

All this is getting too labourious for me... I'm about done.

Introducing... The TSB.

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Author's note: Yea, I did kinda change my hairstyle - Got some bangs, tried a relatively dark brown with ash green highlights. Only it did not turn out even like what I drew - The colours are like wilting straw, and my head of hair is as flat as ever.



This strip isn't the usual 'what happened today' ones. Some of you should get what it means.

Sigh.

Concentration.

MJ Tribute while gymming.

A look at the day in the life of Jenx.

Yes yes, I've noticed that I did not draw a chair for myself. Lazy, lah.

Sometimes, Looks, Love, Life - They are just simply, overrated.

Advices for us women to live by.

1. Aspire to be Barbie - the bitch has everything.

2. If the shoe fits - buy them in every color.

3. Take life with a pinch of salt... A wedge of lime, and a shot of tequila.

4. In need of a support group? - Cocktail hour with the girls!

5. Go on the 30 day diet. (I'm on it and so far I've lost 15 days).

6. When life gets you down - just put on your big girl panties and deal with it.

7. Let your greatest fear be that there is no PMS and this is just your personality.

8. I know I'm in my own little world, but it's ok. They know me here.

9. Lead me not into temptation, I can find it myself.

10. Don't get your knickers in a knot; it solves nothing and makes you walk funny.

11. When life gives you lemons in 2009 - turn it into lemonade then mix it with vodka.

12. Remember wherever there is a good looking; sweet, single or married man there is some woman tired of his bullshit!

13. Keep your chin up, only the first 40 years of parenthood are the hardest.

14. If it has Tyres or Testicles know that it's gonna give you trouble.

15. By the time a women realizes her mother was right, she has a daughter who thinks she's wrong.