Tweet the twitter

I forgot to just inform you guys that my twitter is protected. That's why it keeps having pop-up requesting for username and password. It's just so that I can control who is stalking me in twitter, as I feel weird having total strangers who I never say hi to in my stalkers list.

If you want to follow me on twitter, it's actually very easy. Just sign up for a twitter account and click on follow on my tweet page and wait for me to approve the request! "Tada!!" I love it because it's easy for friends to catch up with each other, and not as complicated as facebook. Somehow I think facebook is corrupted with way too many applications, which "communicating" isn't as effective anymore. You guys should know, all the clicking on profiles and peeking into their photo albums or super-poking or visiting their cafe world or zoo world without some form of communication. Twitter is so much simpler, you got to really type and say something to interact with others.

Okay, I'm not trying to advertise again, it's just my personal preference. :P

It's not just a simple haircut

Salons nowadays are getting more and more "scary". I went out, intending to just trim my hair and no more. And when I got home, I actually got my hair coloured, trimmed and did colour treatment!

The story is, I walked into Kimage requesting for a simple trim to my hair, and the hair stylist started to comment about my hair colour that's turning "yellow".. and that new year is coming, blah blah blah it's not going to be looking nice. So I took the bait and decided to colour my hair! And so the process goes on, I don't have to describe as I bet everyone will know how it's like doing hair colouring. At the point where I'm waiting for my colour to settle after the chemical is applied on my hair, the hair stylist came to me and talked about how dry your hair will be without treatment, and give a short lesson and different kind of treatments blah blah blah.. I was kind of bored so I listened on. Then she goes on recommending me their salon shampoo and hair mask if I didn't want the treatment, and goes on blah blah blah talking about the shampoo and how the mask will make my hair colour last longer, that your hair will be soft and silky. So, I took the treatment choice (She only gave me two choices), and rejected the shampoo and hair mask. When the treatment is done, she started to compliment how soft and silky my hair is after treatment blah blah blah. And when I'm all done after 2 hours which I'm not supposed to be spending that long in that salon, she asked again if I really didn't want the shampoo and hair mask! I didn't took the last bait and paid for my oh-so-not-supposed-to-be-spending-that-much hair.

The thing is, the services are good. I'm happy with the treatment, the trim is simple just a lil expensive for that price I feel, the colour is normal, but I felt like I'm a fish waiting to be caught on their bait the moment I stepped in. I spent about $150 over when I only intended to spend $38 for that simple trim and wash.

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That hair stylist is a better sales person rather than a good hair stylist. How sad. The lesson learnt today? Never, ever go for a hair cut when you're broke.

The secret is revealed... that men are cruel

I'm not trying to advertise this documentary. It's just after watching this, it left a great impact on me.

Have you ever wonder where did those dolphins at sentosa came from? And how did they got captured and got sent over to Singapore or any other countries with water world like ours? This film just hits me in the head that people are just jailing dolphins for our very own pleasure. You feel happy seeing them perform and doing tricks, but are those dolphins happy? Try imagining yourself as one of those dolphin who swam in the big ocean with friends and family, and one day you got caught and jailed in those lil pool and forced to learn tricks and perform like a clown. How do you feel?

This film opened up my eyes as it showed me the start of all this, right at Taiji, Japan. The place where thousands of dolphins got slaughtered after the "selection". The better dolphins are sold all over the world to be clowns, and what happened to those that are not chosen? They got slaughtered, and sold as meat. Dolphin meat! Try googling how much mercury dolphin meat contain and what kind of illness it will bring you. Why can't people just leave those poor dolphins alone?

Watch this documentary and you guys will know exactly how I'm feeling right now. And please support the cause too. Take part and help those dolphins!


disclaimer: pictures taken from The Cove group from facebook.

Employment Fairness Act vs World's Dorkest Mom

I was surfing through the Jobstreet pages, trying to apply for anything that attracts my attention, and also updating my resume online.

As I was doing all that, I recalled this certain company that's focus on employment fairness and told my mom about it so she will know how to protect herself at work. And she started asking me for the company's contact and goes whining about how her colleague kept slacking and not doing her job, and that she's running and taking the drinks order all the time, etc. (she's a runner in a normal coffee shop, usually called the kopi soh or coffee aunty) I almost fainted while hearing this, and I don't know if I should laugh or cry.

mommyfisheye, originally uploaded by lomomilo.

Can anyone else have a mother like mine?

"Simply paying the bills, and existing, isn’t sufficient."

Firstly, those who already know of this blog will be wondering, "Wow!! Your blog is alive again after XXX years!" Yessss, I know, I know. I started blogging since 2004 or earlier?

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Back then was more of a space for me to whine and complaint about school and stuffs. But now, I'm starting to blog again just because I feel like I need to do something about my life! I don't know where to start, I don't how to start, and I don't even know what to start with.. BUT!! I am so going to start writing it in a way to nag at myself.

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Have you guys heard of the quarter-life crisis? I didn't till I read it in CLEO magazine few months back, and I was kind of shocked after reading the whole article. Like OMG!! How true and how similar it's to what and how I'm feeling right now!

By the way if you do not know what's QLC, here's what I quoted from wilkiepedia.

"The quarterlife crisis is a term applied to the period of life immediately following the major changes of adolescence, usually ranging from the early twenties to the early thirties. The term is named by analogy with mid-life crisis.

Characteristics of quarter-life crisis may include:

* realizing that the pursuits of one's peers are useless
* confronting their own mortality
* watching time slowly take its toll on their parents, only to realize they are next
* insecurity regarding the fact that their actions are meaningless
* insecurity concerning ability to love themselves, let alone another person
* insecurity regarding present accomplishments
* re-evaluation of close interpersonal relationships
* lack of friendships or romantic relationships, sexual frustration, and involuntary celibacy
* disappointment with one's job
* nostalgia for university, college, high school or elementary school life
* tendency to hold stronger opinions
* boredom with social interactions
* loss of closeness to high school and college friends
* financially-rooted stress (overwhelming college loans, unanticipatedly high cost of living, etc.)
* loneliness, depression and suicide
* desire to have children
* a sense that everyone is, somehow, doing better than you
* frustration with social skills"

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So, I was amazed after reading it and went on to google it further. (google's my new best friend btw) I was almost speechless and could literally feel my jaw lying on my desk, and could hear a voice in my head saying "I am so not alone.".

Therefore, by blogging, I'm hoping to find out what exactly complete me, and how I can actually jump out of this whole crisis thing. I'm not asking for anything perfect, but hopefully, a kind of balance?