Christmas Gift Ideas

Struggling for some Christmas gift ideas?? Here are probably the best ad’s ever made (well, before women actually became real people)….

*Christmas is all about joy and happiness, so please take this lightly and it was not intended to offend anyone!!

The key to Happiness.....Now just for $3.99!!!

Do you want to be happy? Have you searched all your life just to find there is no way to be happy? Look no further!! I was in the same exact position as you….until I came across this life-changing book! From renowned scientists comes this simple, yet overlooked key to unlocking the mystery of happiness! Now you can have this age-old mystery solved for just $3.99!!!


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Okay stop right there. Does that look familiar? Yea, hundreds of web-pages try to scam miserable, sad people like us to use our visa as a pillow of comfort. Well, I am here to offer salvation without the payment.

I read an interesting article today - some people are just born happy. Yea, we know that. But why? Well apparently, it all comes down to “gratitude”. Exactly, some people were born to count their blessing whilst others never seem satisfied with whatever life dishes out to them.

Well, if like most people, you belong to the latter group…..don’t despair. There’s hope. You can force yourself to do it until it becomes ingrained in your brain and voila! it’s now a part of your personality.

So….start off with something easy - write down things that you are grateful for. But don’t be so general like friends, good job… be more specific otherwise you would very likely experience “gratitude-burnout”!!

Another interesting thing…… gratitude is a better predictor of happiness than materialism! So, those who said material possessions make you happy….well, sorry dude. You’re wrong!

Question of the Day

Stress can affect you in a myriad of ways. It can be like a giant cloud storming right over your head. Or it can lurk behind suspiciously and follow you around. Any way it chooses to manifest, it’s a bit of a bummer. I saw an article from Time Health saying food and sex can help relieve stress. And then a question popped into my head….what if your stress is food-related or sex-related? Then does food and sex still help??? Hmm……I guess that’s my question of the day….

Say what??

Can anyone make out what she’s saying? Give you a prize if you can figure it out. =) Enjoy~

a sudden burst of determination

I can feel it in my cells. This rising energy. No, I haven’t joined any weird cult if that’s what you’re thinking. But maybe it’s just too much strong coffee too early in the morning. Maybe this so-called energy is just me being jittery and wide-eyed.

So baby steps, right? What am I going to do? I am going to sign up for a kickboxing class - yea, since I’m so violent and like to scream so much….it would be a good release of energy.

I am also going to train for a *mini* marathon! When I was in S.Korea, I attempted but failed…after three months of treadmill, I think my most successful was only 2.5 miles. BUT. That doesn’t mean this time will be the same. I discovered a running track right across where I live! Awesome!

Okay. Well, there’s more stuff I want to do *right now*!!! But….I will try to calm down caffeinated me and just do these things first. So hold me accountable. Guilt trip me. Whip me. Oh yea…..

I'm currently beached and I can't chew...

With lots of studying, comes increments in academic knowledge but also a decreased number of brain cells. I have exams looming over me and with dread in my eyes, I have come to find the little pleasures of life.

Ta-da-da-da-da……

Ladies and gentlemen, may I bring to you……………………

Beached Az……..

A short series of animation about a whale who gets beached in where else but New Zealand, bro. Loving the accent. It’s a great break inbetween study moments. It’s a great laugh. I’m loving it……..

One of my favourites…

Ahhhaa…this crab is a little feisty and a little schizophrenic! Great….exactly what I’m studying too! So now you can’t say I’m procrastinating….it’s of great academic value…

Okay…just one more. I’m loving this one too!!! The whale is singing to a seemingly very depressed stingray (which could also be dead)…




Hey little stingray, I know why you’re sad,

you don’t know your mum and you didn’t know your dad (sounds like “didn’t know you’re dead…clever play on words there!)

you don’t feel special coz you’re one of a million eggs,

now you’re stuck on a beach and you don’t have any legs…

(which I can totally relate to)

so….. now you know your problem you can deal with your emotion,

and have a better life when you return to the…sea…

Ahh….I LOVE THE ACCENT!! 


"I’m beached az, bro."
"You’re beached az, bro."
"Yea, tell me something I don’t know, bro."
"You’re heaps beached az….bro…."
"Oh no….I’m heaps beached az…."

*Disclaimer: My brain cells are now few and sparse, so please forgive me if you don’t find this as funny as I do……BUT…if you do, Youtube it and waste your life away~~ 

I'm in a park

I’m sitting on a park bench as I write this entry. Just a couple days ago, I was lying on a sandy beach. Am I turning into a bogan? A bogan is an Australian term used to describe a poor person who roams around on a beach or sleeps on park benches. If to enjoy life means to be a bogan, well hello! I would love to be a bogan… Now, let me just take a nap on this clean park bench and soak up some sun… Oh yea!

I wanna be a sexy bogan just like this man here…

Think you're model material? Think again...

One innocent Tuesday morning, I stepped off the train onto the platform in TST. With my eyes scanning for Exit H, I walk as quickly as I can in my 3 inch heels. Everyone from the train seemed to be all getting out at the same time as me and within a blink of an eye, it was literally a sea of people. So much so that the escalators were crowded and a line began to take shape. Checking my watch impatiently, I steer myself towards the stairs.

My phone rings, “shit I’m late.” Heaving from the stairs, I clumsily fish my phone out, “I’m coming! I’m coming!” Eyes focused on Exit H, I march onwards. Suddenly, I feel somebody tap on my shoulders. I turn around and see a guy about a head shorter than me. I quickly scan the floor thinking I must’ve dropped something or that my bag is unzipped.

”Hi, I’m from a modelling agency and we’re looking for somebody for a magazine ad. Would you like to leave a contact number so we can arrange a casting?” He sticks a card in my face.

A million thoughts rush by in my head but the loudest voice screamed “SCAM! SCAM!” Oh I’ve heard of those all to many times before - they lure you in, and then coerce you into paying them money!

”Um…no thanks. I’m not interested.” I muttered and went on my way.

I quickly forgot about that incident and carried on as usual with my day. I got home later that night, and as I fished for my keys, the card that the man gave me fell out. Piqued with curiosity, I grabbed my laptop and went on the world wide web for some answers. Lo and behold……

It’s a SCAM! Ah-ha……think you’re model material? Think again…….

Apparently I'm a bit of an embarrassment

So I went to watch SAW in 3D. Yay me. And apparently, I’m a bit of an embarrassment to be at the movies with. You see….I am a very vocal person. I’m one of those annoying people who will talk during the movie - which is why I’m not a big fan of the cinemas. I mean, it’s boring if I have to just sit still for two hours already…let alone BE QUIET? Wow…you’re just asking too much. And I have a very low threshold for humour. Which means that I will laugh at anything even remotely close to funny. And I guess not many people have the same appreciative attitude towards humour as I do, because I always get unfriendly looks cast my way. Talk about freedom! And horror movies are just the worst for me. I will scream. Literally scream. I can’t help it. They were 3D glasses…it was like guts were flying out at me. Who wouldn’t scream at that?? I tried my best to stay quiet. I had my eyes closed for the most part. But when I did open my eyes, I think I screamed a lot. I just remember a certain hand cupped over my mouth in a feeble attempt to shut me up. Well I’m sorry to you who accompanied me to the movies…..you picked the movie!

This illustration is oddly familiar…..