Sometimes, life needs no tagline. . .
The person who usually has GG Season 3 all up and running hasn’t been on the college network all day.
It really is a conspiracy.
Is there really a reason why he doesn’t act normal?
Maybe we’re on a reality TV show or something
PS, it’ll be a real miracle if this actually publishes. :-\
I’ve come to realise that my boobs… are fine. Not in the t0ne ‘hot dayum, you fine girl!’ but as in it’s not something I’m self-conscious about. So many girls gripe about theirs. Too big, too small – whatever. I’m fine with mine, thank you.
I’ve come to realise that my job… is amazing. Put that in plural. And let me add that they’re both in hiatus. I miss teaching piano. I miss working with Dad. Learn so much – especially from the latter. Reminds me to count my bless – not everyone gets the opportunity to do those two things.
I’ve come to realise that when I’m driving… I no longer speed. You know, it used to be 60km in 50km at least. And I’m not going to say the max speed that I’ve sped, but it was in the triple digits, and I was on my Ls. Not that I was unsafe. Just that I’ve realised the seriousness of driving – it’s not that easy, and it’s not such a small thing. Accidents can happen all too easy. Rules were made for a reason. Weird, huh. I’m kind of a mature a person. But sometimes, it takes a while for things to sink in…
I’ve come to realise that I need… God. So desperately so, 24/7. There is no other person or thing. He is it. My everything.
I’ve come to realise that I’ve lost… my favourite antique ring. Like in the first week of arriving in Adelaide. What a horrific fail. I’m not going to dwell into its value because I never found out. Thank goodness – I’d probably kill myself if it was worth a small fortune . But seriously, it was gorgeous!! Such an intricate design, with a large pink stone, with tiny purple ones encrusted around it. Gold in colour, tiny wiry pieces joined together…
I’ve come to realise the person I like… I’m unsure of. I’m too unexperienced. This indeed has its positives and its negatives. Maybe it won’t last long? Maybe it’s nothing? Maybe it is??
I’ve come to realise that money… Is just money. I don’t want to say that flippantly though. On one hand, it should be treasured, used wisely and saved. At the same time, it should be enjoyed – appropriately. There is a time when you should celebrate. At the moment, I think that I’m relying too heavily on the ‘money is just money’ aspect though…
I’ve come to realise that I’ll always be… loved – without a single doubt. How amazing is that!!!!! And yet this is open to everyone – yep, everyone…
I’ve come to realise that my Mum… is an amazing superwoman. She is so inspirational. She has done everything for us. Seriously, the BEST mother – I seriously CANNOT see any flaw in the way that she has brought me up. SERIOUSLY. Not saying that at times I haven’t been angry and frustrated. But at the end of the day, I can not have asked for anything better. Really and truly. I just wish other people could see this too.
I’ve come to realise that my mobile phone… is really great! I love it! It’s so handy in all sorts of situations! However, I wouldn’t mind an upgrade regarding: increase memory!!! Better camera. That’s about it though! I’m not a high-technology lover at ALL! Currently, my phone is a Samsung J750.
I’ve come to realise that right now I am thinking about… gorgeous smelling rosehip oil. Even if it doesn’t work, the smell is divine!! Also, the future. When I’ll be ready, if I am, when’s the best time, what will happen. I’m not worried, really.
I’ve come to realise that tomorrow will be… A hard day.Work needs to be done.
I’ve come to realise that life.. is hopeless without something beyond this time on Earth. It drives me onwards, like nothing else ever could.
I’ve come to realise that my ex’s.. are non-existent. And this is something that I am exceedingly pleased with. It’s a good thing.
I’ve realised the best music to listen to when I am upset is … silence. I’m not fussy, really. Anything. I don’t rely too heavily on music. Actually – I take that back! The best music to listen to when I’m upset is classical piano – whether strong, beautiful, sad, or quiet. And with me playing. That textile, sensual feeling. Of putting everything in.
I’ve come to realise that my true friends… are my family and those who will stick by me, even when disappear of periods of time (interstate). They’re the ones whom I don’t need to put massive amounts of effort to know that they still love and care for me.
I’ve come to realise that the last person I kissed… is not suprisingly, nonexistent. I mean, if I don’t have any exes?! That can only be a good thing!!!!
I’ve come to realise that when people walk out of my life… it was their decision to leave. And that’s fine by me.
And home-made Chanel-’branded’ dirty sofas? Hahahaha!
Can’t get enough of it!
YESSSSSSSSS!!!!! I may indeed be back in the blogging game after a recent (one-minute-ago) revival!!! My drafted photo-added blog finally published itself. Yeeeppp!! So much to say and write! Really, but not really! (As in, as if I can be bothered!!!)
Just for the record, I’d like to say that I’m a very happy person. Yep, just in general! A really ’smiley’ person when I need to be . Random statement!
Okaayy…what’s going on on my fashion and beauty front!
Hmph. Oh yes – remind me to publish some phone photography! Will show you all my live (as opposed to…like…dead) pictures of my RMKs.
Oh btw, what is with this horrid Adelaide weather? I tell you, it was not a good day when I took out my neatly packed away black skivvy to wear on Wednesday. Not good. Dear me, it’s mid Spring, yet the dear weather acts like it’s mid-winter? I kid you not! Certainly, I wouldn’t say it’s been peak-winter Adelaide weather, but I’d say moderate-advanced (haha I’m thinking/classifying in terms of caries progression terms! Incipient/mild? Moderate? Advanced? Severe??!) winter weather. Not happy jan at all!
As you can tell, I’ve been deprived of my usual blogging-babble, so I may just be letting loose! Bear with me – if you will .
Okay, not too much on ze fashion front – totally wanting warm weather and so ready for spring/summer outfits! Thus my usual daily outfits have been a tad uninspired – some sort of re-hashed pre-midsem-hols outfit. Borrriiing! Bought this pretty sweet white tank top thing though. It’s kind of droopy on the sides. Why am I just the best at descriptions???!!!!
Had college ‘equivalent of ball but much cheaper’ last Sat. Lovely lovely lovely! Tied a black sash/ribbon below my bust to break up my light dusty pink dress. FB-photo-me-up if you know me in person 
. Was also quite pleased with my MU – first time to try my bright red lippy at a ‘formal-ish event. Made sure that my eyeshadow was less dominating than I usually like it! Also, hair was a success. By the way, have I told you how much I love hairspray? Atm, I use Priceline Lacquer: Maximum hold lacquer. It is more than adequate! Heart to the very core of me!! Tip 1 Not only is hairspray wondzeful for holding up curls (or scrunched up messy tendrils), but it’s also my all time fav for keeping makeup on hold for the entire night! Okay. Not something I’d use daily (sue me, voguettes!) – but it really works! In other words, just spritz some on your finished madeup face 
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Ahh lippy. For Main Event (the faux ball, as I like to call it), I used a less fire-engine red lippy than I could’ve. Some sort of Max Factor Flame colour. And of course, Tip 2 lipliner was certainly used. Not sure if you lovely interested (slash uninterested) readers know about this method. Tip 3 Apparently it’s really good for keeping lippy on hold for the entire night. It wasn’t completely fool-proof – I did reapply twice during the entire night:
1) Exfoliate lips (use soft toothbrush if you like)
2) Lip balm
3) Put foundation on lips (a teeny bit)
4) Lip liner
5) Lippy.
6) Blot off by putting lips together on a piece of tissue.
7) Dust lips with some form of powder e.g. blush
Lippy again!
9) You are ready to party!
On the heels front, I’m extremely happy to say that my 15cm black pumps, once unbearably uncomfortable, survived at least 4.5 hrs of partying. So used to them! No probs!! Still able to dance to the last song! Tip 4 I’d like to say that Jane, Camille and Karla were NOT lying! Practise makes perfect! High heels are cinch! Wooooo!!!!!! I’m ready to power onto 6 inches! (Maybe…)
Okay! Today, I tried on some mineral makeup. A lovely voguette sent me some samples. Am rather impressed. I used Everyday Minerals Buttered Tan matte base. It’s powder, obviously. Was such an odd sensation, powdering my face up rather than using liquid foundation. Surprisingly, it worked very well! Admittedly, coverage may be on the low side, but it really worked! PS, as most of you will prob know, Everyday Mineral will send out $1 samples (you pay for postage) so that you can try them out. Just google them.
Have also tried out Revlon Age Defying Spa foundation. Woo for SPF! Has an unusual nutty smell! Apparently, has a horrible applicator brush – but feel free to yank it out with pliars to improve it!! Coverage is awesome. Much better than Revlon Beyond Natural. It’s ’smart makeup’ claim (ie, the white changes to your skin colour) worked for me (not on other though) but it’s coverage was soooo dodge. Haven’t tried Revlon Colorstay I’ve heard a lot of good things about it though. Oh yes, as we all know, tip 5 you must must must moisture extremely well before foundationing it up! Also, can mix moisturiser with liquid foundation so that the overall appearance is much more even and natural, while still being buildable!
Today, I resisted Diva’s cheap $5 sale. Mostly because I just did not see anything which was spectacular.
Also, after hearing rave-reviews about rosehip oil, I went and got it. Smells gorgeous, and hopefully will be a success. So odd! I mean, it’s oil, but I can’t believe that my skin actually soaks it up! Like after five minutes, my face isn’t oily?!!! (Unlike if I put on Nivea Creme or something. That mineral oil crap stays put!!!) Can’t be bothered to explain what rosehip oil does. Hurry up and join Vogue Forum if you want the answers .
Tip 6 I don’t think I’ve ever given any beauty advice on my blog before. Well, there’s always a first! So. Pimples. What a fav topic – not! My skin is combo. My treatments are:
- Toothpaste: Put on top when pimple type is large and emerging (ie has not emerged but you can feel it soon to come out!)
- Savlon: Once you’ve popped it (not that I’m recommending popping anything :-S)
- Lucas Paw-paw: Any type of pimple which is emerging. It dries it up.
- Ice: Helps the same sort of pimples which can be treated by TP.
These treatments do not cover dirt pimples (e.g. little tiny pimples or black heads) or acne.
Tip 7 Organic Care Shamp and Conditioner are amazing! First heard about it from VF of course! Cheap as and much better than my old Pantene. Apart from no sles, sls, als, ales, parabens or petrochemicals (WOOO!!!!), it completely made my dried scalp less itchy! During the hols, I reverted back to Pantene – and boy was that a mistake! Even the tip 8 amazing extra virgin olive oil hair/scalp treatment (that’s right – dunk that cooking stuff in your hair and massage!) didn’t do a whole lot! Buy Organic Care from supermarkets or Priceline. Too easy!
Tip 9 Spritz water on your face to make your makeup more subtle – more dewy. Well, that’s the idea anyway!
Tip 10 Apply e/s using the wet method. Ie, wet your brush! Increases colour intensity times a million (though it may ruin/use up more E/S – oh well!)
Guess what! Am completely loving Paul Smith Floral! It may become my signature perfume! Dune’s still great for when I want to appear more serious/chic/classic e.g. for an interview. PS Floral is just so happy, coconutty, floral without being a mass of fruity/floral junk, and even…kind of spice-filled? Perhaps cinnamon? In other words, it’s got some sort of depth . Well that’s my opinion, anyway!
Since the the Chanel cupcakes pic seemed so popular, I now offer to you all another Chanel cake! Courtesy of PEACE LOVE CHANEL tumblr.
TBH, I’m not a huge fan of cake. But Chanel? Well, that’s a different story!
Dear dear dear RGHASLDJGH
The internet has been as temperamental as ever. Frustrating? Yes MAYBE. In an act of desperation, I was going to click on some link and email the webmaster…whoever/whatever he/it is. Seriously, let me tell you, at the very present moment (not that there can be any other time of ‘very moment’), my blogging mind is kind of everywhere and kind of pent up. Not my feelings, mind you. Just that I have quite a few saved drafts blahblahblah aka failed posts which are flying around in my blogosphere drafty folder. So maybe I’ll attempt to publish them later on.
PS, my keyboard is kind of failing me too. If I miss a letter or something, blame ze keyboard!
Actually, I have been trying to post stuff since Monday, and it has all (but one time) FAILED. I will consider murdering someone if they’ve suddenly changed the internet regulations GRRRRRRR. How ridiculous if I can’t even post on my blog??!!!!! Serious creative stifling right HERE! (Not saying that my blog is particularly creative or anything).
If you’re wondering how exactly I’m blogging, thank uni internet. Hahaha no I’m not so dedicated that I’m blogging in my measly breaks! More like…bumming around for my next ‘appointment’.
SEEEE I can’t even post up any piccys due to them all being on my lappy and not on this uni library computer.
Errr some old, sneezing & breathing guy next to me keeps peering down at what I’m righting. Great time to decrease the size of my screen…
> Mmmm I love you public holiday! Though it does strike me as kind of strange as I have no real good idea of what we’re celebrating about
> Exams…are creeping up way too close. Mostly, I am extremely annoyed that my lovely year has been given the advantage (cough) of sitting the PIA exam, an additional FIFTH exam which covers EVERYTHING in the entire year. WHY?! AND it’s a barrier exam.
> Internet is not being my friend…can’t upload photos for some reason.
> It still half-shocks and surprises me about the whole cultural ignorance thing which surrounds me a lot more often than I realise. Like…weird generalisations about Asian or whatever. Woah. Some people just have no idea. I suppose I could possibly be in a similar state of having no idea if I wasn’t Asian myself! But seriously, we are not some alien race so distanct and distinct from Caucasians! Would the same things be said if we were Spanish or something? (Perhaps they would…I just haven’t come across it – so I do admit to some cultural ignorance!) Has it ever occurred to you that I was born in Australia and could possibly as Australian or more-so than you?! I’m not easily offended, so I’m not angry – just a slightly saddened, sometimes with a :-0 face. Hmmm I do have some rather strange/funny stories…like…nooo I have no descendence from the Chinese gold-diggers?! Wth!!!
> On another note, just like to share this song by Rachel and Tim Hughes. It’s Living for your glory. Here is Vs 2 + chorus:
The road I’m on it leads nowhere, without you. And the life I live it finds meaning, in surrender. In view of God’s mercy, I offer my all. And take my life, let it be everything, all of me, here I am, use me for your glory. In everything I say & do, let me life honor you Here I am living for your glory.
I guess it summarises well a lot of my thoughts and my deepest desires and goals that I wish my life will cover.
Please please please please please please post.
Welcome back to Adelaide. Upon the soonest daylit hour, I hastened myself to the nearest Myer in my vicinity to peruse the shoes sales rack. Not to be disappointed, I now have in my possession, RMK Satine ankle booties. Thank you 75% off rack! Haha it was one of those rare moments where this was probably the only shoe which could’ve fit me (lots of big sizes left, as per usual). Actually, it’s a 6.5 which is kind of unusual considering that I’m basically always a 7! Oh, and it is EXTREMELY comfortable! It’s ridiculous! They may be of equal height to my gorgeous black pumps, but they are so easy to walk in! Perhaps because my feet are strapped in, resting on a thick chunky heel. This would definitely be the most chunky shoes that I own too. Nice to have variety! Here it is:
I have to say that this demure model makes it look a lot less chunky and a lot less out there than it really is. Also, it’s got a ‘wooden’ heel and is part leather, part suede. And hey, that shoe looks lik the heel is around 8cm, not like 15!
RRP $179, I got it for around $30 
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On my 19th birthday, in a moderately nice restaurant (well this is ze Gong I’m talking about ) overlooking Belmore Basin, I had a sudden epiphany. Okay, this epiphany was triggered by my dearest sibling (:P). He told me, rather frankly, that I was spoilt. Although not the kindest birthday statement I had ever received, and truly, that sort of frankness wouldn’t be taken well by very many (fortunately, sibling relationships go on a different level to friendships), it did trigger some rapid thoughts inside of me. This statement was indeed over something as trivial as a birthday present. Don’t worry, it wasn’t one that he had given me! Just that I honestly told him in privacy, that a certain necklace…wouldn’t become my favourite. Various reasons were given…but let me tell you that value does not necessary equate to personal like, & neither does it necessarily rate high in terms of personal aesthetical preferences. My little whinge (actually, it truly wasn’t) included the fact that I only like wearing yellow gold – not rose, not white. Especially for the latter, white gold…well…looks a hell of a lot like sterling silver, and believe you me, silver is a lot less expensive than 18 c gold. Secondly, the little pendent was something that I couldn’t see myself wearing in say, 20 years. Personal opinions of course. But I was judging this (valuable) gift in term of its longevity. Perhaps I’m just too pragmatic. But it wasn’t like I was being completely insensitive – not like I blabbed these thoughts to the entire world. It was just the truth…which I decided to share in quiet.
The gift-giver of course is not to blame at all. She didn’t actually know me . But the fact is, that my dear sibling is entirely correct. I am ridiculously spoilt. Yes yes yes. But that statement could of course apply to all of us, including the very speaker - and many others…perhaps even you.
I think the problem is that it’s always about comparison. I am bountifully blessed with loads of material possessions (clothing, shoes, makeup, jewellery, perfume etc)…and yet I still want more. Why? I guess I surround myself with so many people who seem to have it better than myself. I’m not saying that I complain about my financial status (for there is nothing really to complain about), but just that xyz (and you can of course guess whom these lovely people are) have SO many beautiful Sergio Rossi, Balenciaga, Louboutin, Prada, Margiela shoes. And don’t let me start on the outfits…or the handbags . Of course, the list goes on. (And no I’m not talking about physically surrounding myself with such people!)
I guess it is unhelpful – perhaps not completely wise…yet I love fashion too much. Blogs and things inspire me – it’s not laborious and no I don’t get into aching fits of jealousy (too often ). (On an aside, I’d just like to say that I love fashion for its beauty and its artistry. I really believe in that. I really don’t think it’s a vanity issue. In no way do I hide my true self in any outfit.)
But really, I don’t need all that junk. I use the word ‘junk’ rather liberally -because dear me, I don’t think it is . Mmm shoes. But truly, I don’t need it. If I put my mind to the task, of course there are so many magnificent things which I am extremely blessed to have, which I love and am happy with.
See, there will always be someone whom I can compare myself with, and name myself as the loser, or at least, the person who has less. But who says that that person is any happier than I am? Who says that if I was to ever be elevated into those levels, that I would become a more fulfilled person? Of course not! And I know it! Yes, I truly know it with all my heart, but of course, my horrible human nature still means that I tend to yearn for possessions which are not yet within my reach.
It’s something that can become an obsession with all of us. For you, fashion might mean nothing, but perhaps it’s cars, or technology…or…whatever your little mind likes to indulge in. (For instance, my family recently acquired the Mac Book Pro lappy. Seriously, my excitement is basically nil, compared to my brother’s enthusiasm. It’s nice…but I don’t get it. If I was to spend that same amount of money on even part of a Chanel bag…well…different story ). So I think, once in a while – or more than once in a while – we really should remind ourselves of everything that we already own, even if it is only a little, and thank the one above us, who has given it all. For as we can compare ourselves, it’s also true, that there will be so many people who yearn to have even half as much of the possesions that we own. This indeed is a sobering thought. But it is reality.
Disclaimer: Just thought I’d let you know that in know way am I trying to blow my own trumpet or to boast about anything. Thanks. Thought I’d just let you know…the blogosphere can be a strange one .
Deborah