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Thursday, December 31, 2009
On the last day of 2009.

I spotted a red peeling itchy patch about the size of an elongated 20cent coin on my right upper cheek 2 days ago. After some investigation, I came to the following conclusions:

1) Someone burnt my face. So this is a burnt scar.
2) I left my facial mask on for too long. Upon sudden peeling, part of my skin tore.
3) A greedy insect of some form left a love bite on my cheek.

This morning, I could no longer take this burning curiosity to find the true cause of this red ugly patch. I decided to pay a visit to a clinic to unravel this mystery. After 5 minutes in that small suffocating space, I received a shocking news that this red patch is a result of fungal infection.

After some Wikipedia session, I found the name of my disease – Tinea Corporis (fungal infection of the face).

But fret not. The good news is that this patch can be nicely concealed with my fringe :)

My new year present this year - MUSHROOMS ON FACE!


She slaps at 2:55 PM




Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Happenings at work.

I went into the tax room of my audit client's place.

And it smells of cum.

Wow.


She slaps at 1:11 PM




Monday, December 28, 2009
Sign on my wardrobe!

On fine morning, i woke up and opened my windows. Two love birds flew past and winked at me. I decided that the world is beautiful and it is a happy day to purchase a new wardrobe. I started the engines and headed towards IKEA with my 10 year old brother. After browsing for less than 30 minutes, i fell in love with a pure and peaceful looking white wardrobe. She was bought immediately. Delivery service was priced at 50 bucks while my lovely wardrobe costed only 300 bucks. After some intellectual calculations, i decided to carry this 58KG dismantled white wardrobe home all by myself. However, since this dismantled wooden plank is 2m long, it was a challenge to house it in my puny car.

Option 1: Place the wooden planks on top of my car and tie it with strings of any form.
Option 2: Open the two windows at the passenger seat and stick the wooden planks horizontally across my car.
Option 3: Somehow, twist the wooden plank in a way that it can seat along the full car body.

In the end, i went ahead with option 3.

H: Hey, are you free?
Man seating down looking restless: Huh?
H: Can you help me to carry something into my car?
Man: Ohh sure :)
H: Ok, the plan is very simple. See this long wooden plank here? We are going to twist it in a way that it fits into my car.
Man: Huh. Twist it? This is a wooden plank. How do you twist a wooden plank?
H: Erm, no worries. We can try to twist it somehow (I just stubbornly think i can twist wooden planks)
Man: How about you put down your back seat and we stick it in from your car boot?
H: HUH? How to put down my back seat?
Man: (reached out for buttton beside my back seat and vroom the seat came down revealing my car boot)
H: WOW. I didn't know that!
(conversation ended)

Eventually, the beloved came to the wardrobe fixing rescue. Within an hour, i have a happy and white wardrobe to house all my work clothes!

I love my boy! :) (and the wardrobe)


She slaps at 10:43 PM




Sunday, December 27, 2009
Lovely wondergirls brunch! :)

When a group of seven girls get together.

You get uncontrolled laughter, pretty smiles, lovely xmas presents and lots of necessary bitching.

Now, i am satisfied and contented to start a busy week again :)



She slaps at 4:44 PM




Thursday, December 24, 2009
Serious sleep debt.

The beloved is finally back. For this holy reason, i chose to hit the club on a hectic work day. Work started at 9am on wednesday and ended at 12am. When the clock strikes 12 midnight, i decided to announce to my manager that i will have to leave because i will be partying tonight. No doubt everyone is still working with weird spontaneity at 12 midnight, i gave myself the liberty to walk out of it and straight into the arms of love, craze and freedom. My stubborn decision paid off and i was rewarded with an basket load of fun that night.

But still, i was a zombie the next day at work. A happy zombie in fact :)


She slaps at 4:11 PM




Wednesday, December 23, 2009
That purple shawl. That big laugh.

It is a moderately huge round table which accomodates 8 people. T and i are sitting opposite the manager. The manager is a very helpful and responsible personality with an absolutely intrigueing sense of humor. No doubt he gets naggy and sarcastic at times, he is still a very sane human in my eyes. Who isn't anyway.

Manager: Helen, come here, tell me what are you trying to say here.
H: Ok sure. (whenever i am called to explain something to him, it feels like a shark waiting to bite me hard and raw)
After 5 minutes of interacting with the very sane human, i realise that the air surrounding me is freezing my inner soul.
H: T, can you throw me my shawl, its getting cold here.
T: (looked around my chair and grabbed hold of my purple shawl and prepared an invasive launch)

The next thing that happened was that this beautiful purple shawl landed right in my manager's face with a big tight slap. All thanks to T's impossible aiming skills, my manager's head was wrapped with a purple shaw for approximately 4 seconds before it slides down gracefully revealing his speechless face.

After these 4 seconds, T and me laughed loudly for a another good 2 minutes.

Now, we are probably his favourites :)


She slaps at 1:32 PM




When you eat like a cow.






Another lovely weekend at Ipoh :)
.
Work has been really wonderful these days. I never knew i had any potential of working till 12 midnight everyday. They call it stretching the human limit. I call it destruction to physical well-being.
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Oh well, lets welcome SANTA this week!!!


She slaps at 12:20 AM




Sunday, December 13, 2009
When the night ends, we were still swaying in love.



Even though we had to stick through long hours of rehearsals, we love us.
Even though we had to abandon every sunday and find a spot to practise, we love us.
Even though we had to put on sequined dresses which revealed way too much, we love us.
Even though we had to carry a beehive on our head for more than 12 hours, we love us.
Even though we had to tolerate the thick, elaborated makeups, we love us.

The best part about this whole thing is that i never expected us to hit off sincerely.

You girls are the best gift from kpmg. Trust me :)


She slaps at 10:55 AM




Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Money and me.

300 bucks CapitaMall shopping vouchers.

Just when i needed them the most.

I love my company :)


She slaps at 12:27 AM




Sunday, December 6, 2009
This citrus love <3

Roses,
Rich cherry red so eager to seduce.
Dropped at noon at a place so very amused.

Patiently,
The day was spent with least attention,
For most of it given to sweet anticipation.
When the clock strikes time,
A surprise escort arrived on a dime.

Cozy hut ahead,
Housed the love and affection laboriously made.
Peeping through the ordinary looking chalet,
It is hard to guess what really awaits.

Candles swaying gracefully is what she saw,
Rose petals lining the very core of the room is what she adored.
Her favourite songs playing in the background made emotions pour,
Blissfulness written all over her face of complete awe.

Creamy mushroom soup and delicate chargrill chicken,
Served and prepared to perfection by the very helpful friend.
Lovely acoustic pieces dedicated to the smittened,
Displayed by the other talented and very helpful friend.

Redwine.
So ever alluring,
Especially arranged with enclosed romantic proximity.
Such intensity she would love to engrave to memory till eternity.

She always tried to keep her cool,
but not till the love picked up the guitar from the rose petal pool.
Nevermind the piece is not another mozart recreation,
Tears still flowed down her cheeks like inevitable humectation.

Pictures are secondary,
For memories like these are more precious than diamonds already.

Happy 1st year baby.

You know I love you :)


She slaps at 11:22 AM




Thursday, December 3, 2009
My early xmas present :)

This is a lion head rabbit. When he is stationary and peaceful, he looks like a giant hamster. When his ears are lifted up, he looks like a conventional rabbit. When strong wind blows in his direction, he turns into a lion wannabe instantaneously. Noone releases solid contents as fast as he does. If left on the bed for five minutes, i would be happy to receive a whole pool of rabbit poos like mini landmines ready to explode. Just not long ago, i was greeted by a huge puddle of milky yellowish pee beside my pillow. So much for a long awaited good night sleep.

I wanted to call him rockstar since his hair looks completely crazy. But the beloved thinks that it's too uncute a name for a pet. In the end, we settled for Rockie.

Hello, Rockie the monster rabbit :)



She slaps at 11:20 PM







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