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Archive for February, 2007
From Dooce.com.
Many of you have written to ask what I think about what is going on with Britney Spears, and I have to say that some of the emails have been a bit nicer to her than others. Normally I would try to find some bit of humor in what seems to be happening, but I just don’t find any of it funny at all. It’s just not something I am willing to laugh or poke fun at. I certainly don’t have any first-hand knowledge of what she’s feeling, but if I were to make a guess I would say that she’s suffering postpartum depression, or at least some sort of postpartum breakdown.
I realize that my guess is just as uninformed as most of the bullshit that has been published about her, about any celebrity for that matter, and it could be that she just likes to party, but a lot of the behavior she has exhibited in the last few months reminds me of what I experienced after the birth of Leta. I felt as unstable as she is now acting.
I think she parties to self-medicate.
I am surprised that no one has brought this up yet, that no one in the media who is hounding her has taken a step back to consider that she might be on the brink of something disastrous, tragic for both her and her children. I can honestly say that if I had filed for divorce from my husband within the first year of Leta’s life that there is no way I would be alive today. If cameras had been following me around during those awful months you would have seen me throwing full gallon milk jugs at Jon’s head. You would have watched as I slammed the front door so hard that it fell off of its hinges, or the countless number of times I called Jon at the office just so that I could hang up on him. Maybe you would have seen me through the window as I stood in front of the medicine cabinet in the kitchen trying to figure out whether or not I had the nerve to take an entire bottle of Risperdal.
You wouldn’t have ever found me out at night flashing my bare vagina, but so what? I did things that were far worse, a lot of yelling, a lot of walking away, a lot of wishing I had never had a child. But I forgive myself for all of that because I was sick. I am not that person anymore. I wasn’t that person before my breakdown, and I’m doing everything I can to not ever become her again.
And while I understand that Britney Spears is not everyone’s cup of tea, that to most people she’s just a spoiled celebrity who has more money than sense, I would hope that other women and other mothers are looking at her with a little bit of compassion right now, if only for the sake of those two baby boys who are innocent in all of this. She is their mother. I had too many people pulling for me when I went through it to not extend that sympathy to her or to any other woman who might feel out of control enough to start sabotaging her life.
I’ll always love you Britney!
Back to School
February 21, 2007 • Work/School • Comments
Ok. Enough fun and games, I’m running out of excuses to play.
My Serious Checklist
1) Catch up with all the articles and readings
2) Review 50 project management systems and come up with questionnaire for project managers
3) Complete my paper on visual perceptions theories and their application to web communities.
4) Start working on my information management project.
Knowing what to do is always a good start. Good job with the list Pris. Go have some new year snacks now.
Ah! No! Foooocussss.
Ok. I’m gonna research. Ta~
Anyway, I feel like doing yoga tomorrow. I’m dragging my Dad along. It’s his birthday present!
Oh and lastly…some msn conversation I had with Jane sometime ago. Honestly, I don’t think I’d survive in Survivor.
Gorimuchuu S∂n says (3:43 PM):
actually, you would be interesting to watch in survivor.
*joy (诗诗) says (3:44 PM):
actually you would be interesting to watch too
AHAHAHA
I can imagine you bitching and bitching to the camera
Gorimuchuu S∂n says (3:44 PM):
becos im sure alot of people might underestimate u.
*joy (诗诗) says (3:44 PM):
dripping with sarcasm
Gorimuchuu S∂n says (3:44 PM):
when u go dressy dressy and pretty and all. people think, oh just some pretty girl, aiya wun win one lah.
then u go into soem deep IT talk and scare thie shit outta them and shut them up.
*joy (诗诗) says (3:45 PM):
AHhaha
but IT talk no use in survivor
Gorimuchuu S∂n says (3:45 PM):
er..i bitch to people im confortable with hor.
to NATIONAL TV..ER i might just shut up hor. please.
er ok maybe theere will besome cheem puzzle that needs to use brain
alot of them showed they are either just BRAWN or face no brain.
*joy (诗诗) says (3:45 PM):
I think you’ll be like elyse sewell
*joy (诗诗) says (3:46 PM):
hahah
Gorimuchuu S∂n says (3:46 PM):
or like maybe u’ll win immunity challenge, standing up some branch for 5 HOURS, in hot leggins and BIG HOOP earrings. ah
that will shut them up
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
*joy (诗诗) says (3:47 PM):
I AM wearing big hoop earrings
Wouldn’t it be great to see Yul return as THE Immunity Idol? If he is, I would totally stand on some branch for 5 hours. No problem.
I’m so busy with things that have nothing to do with school.
I need to submit paper on Wednesday (Oh Horrors!) but I not even done with my readings. It means I know close to nothing about the topic I have to write about.
Today, I need to go visiting, secondary school friends gathering, party at MOS and then party at Momo.
I have lunch gathering on Tuesday and so on.
And I’m blogging right now!
This shows you how focus I am, I rock at being focus. Because all my life, the only thing I want is to blog… true story.
Inspired by Lele. Why I love my Dad!
- He’s totally committed to his family
- He’s crazily in love with my mum.
- The most hardworking guy I know
- He’s a wonderful father.
- He’s a kaypo King. Think I’m a busybody? That’s merely 3% of his kaypo genes.
- He’s friends with absolutely everybody, non judgmental on people whatsoever. He loves everyone until they revealed themselves to be manifestations of evil.
- Hilariously gullible. He believes any crap I said. One year, I told him that those born in the year of monkey have to shout “Gong Xi Fa Cai” out the window as loudly as possible when new year strikes for good luck and he totally did it, much to my amusement.
To end, here’s something I wrote down a long long time ago…
I cannot stand cockroaches. They traumatize me. There was this one time, one of them crawled up the length of my arm while I was lying on my bed at night, minding my own business. Initially I thought it was just a stray strand of windblown hair. Then there’s that smell….Kelvin told me they were super smelly…In my head, the alarms rang and I was all..HELL NO!
When that heinous thing realized that I’ve discovered its existence, it very conveniently crawled into my hair for cover. Then I did a highly energetic dance in the style of Can I flick if off with the sheer rotational force of my head? No words can aptly describe what I think of them. Offensive? Obsene? Filthy? Tell me to stop insulting these words already.
Apparently, they dislike the scent of pandan leaves. Which automatically make the pandan plant my best best friend. My Dad started growing them since then and always make it a point to put some in my room. A few minutes ago, he came in with a fresh batch, lamenting about how his poor plants are bald and dying and that he have to plant them all over again. That, you cynics, is unconditional love. It exists.
Happy Birthday Daddy!
Found this in my email inbox. Some snippets of it.
Horoscope Test…
If you are honest this tells the truth – it’s pretty good
Write your answers on a piece of paper. No cheating !!
The answers are below.1. Write the name of a person of the opposite sex.
2. Name of a person of the same sex as yours.
3. Do you like Sydney or Brisbane more?
4. Do you like a lake or the ocean more?
5. Write down a wish (a realistic one).Answers
1. You are completely in love with this person.
2. This person is your best friend.
3. If you chose:
Sydney: You like adventure.
Brisbane: You are a laid back person.
4. If you chose:
Lake: You are loyal to your friends and your lover and are very reserved.
Ocean: You are spontaneous and like to please people.
5. This wish will come true only if you send this to five people in one hour. Send it to ten people, and it will come true before your next birthday!
Don’t send me things with such caliber of stupidity can? Some of you just adore them don’t you? Guess what? Here’s another one!
Personality Test
If you are honest, this test will reveals what you truly are. Remember, no cheating!!
1. If you have to eat the same type of food for the rest of your life, would you choose meat or vegetables?
2. Think of a number from 1-100.
3. Make a wish. And scroll down…
* * * [irrelevant never ending ascii art] * * *
Answers
1. If you chose
Meat: You’re more of a meat person
Vegetables: You’re more of a vegetables person
2. If you chose
1-50: You’re a human being.
51-100: You’re also a human being! wow!
3. Nobody cares about your wish BUT if you spread another one of these retarded chain letters again, you’ll never meet your true love EVER and you’ll be lonely and miserable for the rest of your life.
I got married on Valentine’s Day. Much thanks to Evie, the wonderful Vicar and Ling, our witness.
Anyway, plugging time!
Finetune.com: This could be a music site that will dethrone the once believed irreplaceable pandora.com. Nuff said.
Audrey Kawasaki Ipod skin: Love. <3
And I found a new gem through that skin site.
Created by Alex Noriega.
His works reminds me of his works.
I love them both. I’m perpetually annoyed about not being able to draw and can’t do anything about it. I’m usually relatively good at things I want to be good at. Drawing has always been this super irritating exception. Bah!
The weekend was luxurious. I completed my project proposals on Saturday night. And when I woke up this morning, I truly believe that life couldn’t be any better.
Tried Bikram Yoga yesterday with the sister in tow. Neither of us had any experience with yoga before so we didn’t know what was in store for us. The session was pretty interesting, I was sweating like there was no tomorrow. My sister, on the other hand, is probably some sort of desert animal… microscopic sweat glands to minimize water loss or something.
So anyway, the after class feeling was euphoric! I felt like I was high on something. Gosh….happy happy happy! And something totally unexpected… the skin on our faces felt so incredible, I couldn’t stop touching it. It wasn’t hard to visualize all that sweat purging through the pores, eliminating facial oil and impurities. Beats any jean yip rubbish hands down.
I’ve did like 2 facials my whole life (second one was free). Facials are crap lah. They never work for me. I wholeheartedly believe that if you suffer from any skin problem, you should visit a recognized dermatologist for advice. I blogged about a horrible breakout last year right? It cleared up a few weeks after my visit to the national skin clinic. Then again, my doctor said my skin clears up faster than usual, but I’m super sure everyone will see results eventually.
So anyway, back to Bikram. We’re suppose to ache horribly today but we both feel fine. I guess that’s because we’ve always been relatively active…she with rugby and me with dance so it wasn’t bad.
Anyway…I don’t really enjoy the yoga itself but I could really get addicted to the after effects. I would love add this into my life but with work, school and dance…..*gags*. Ah we’ll see…but if you’re interested….do check it out!
And cuz I’m free
I’m gonna help my friend shape up for her wedding by running with her. My resolution this year is to be nice. To date I have done the following.
1) Told my sick colleague I’d help her get hot drinks from the canteen if she needs any. Considering how the canteen is like 5 floors down and how I have to practice some serious self discipline by not finishing the drink before it gets to her, I think it was an ambitious offer. Good work pris.
2) Recently reminded my classmate about a project proposal due date although he’s not in my project team. Selflessness and mercy shown to competitors. Commendable.
3) Received few presents recently and haven’t formed any thoughts of giving them away.
4) Apologised to Aileen for being a bitch to her after she called me a bitch. Amazing display of forgiveness and grace. Weell done!
I’m doing brilliantly well so far. *beams*
Proof that I’m awesome.
~~æ˜¯ä½ å†³å®šæˆ‘çš„ä¼¤å¿ƒ~~ says:
wat excercise?
~~æ˜¯ä½ å†³å®šæˆ‘çš„ä¼¤å¿ƒ~~ says:
sit up ah?
*ris says:
jogging sit ups
*ris says:
you come my house i run with you want?
~~æ˜¯ä½ å†³å®šæˆ‘çš„ä¼¤å¿ƒ~~ says:
wow sure or not
*ris says:
yea sure one
*ris says:
you come here during the evening…tues or thurs
*ris says:
cuz i mon and wed got class
And recently, I told my friend that if we are both interested in the same guy, I’d back off.
Cuz men, I can live without them.
And when my guy friend heard about this, he threw this channel 8 serial drama fit that goes. “How can you push the guy around? You think they are balls to be kicked about heartlessly?”
Yes. Anything else?
PS: Unless the guy in question is Justin Timberlake or something lah. That will be a different story.
I wanted to permanently crimp my hair, so I planned to do a trial on Friday. But the stylist advised me against it saying it’s really damaging to the hair. But since I’ve got loads of time to kill, I decided to try perming my hair instead. Virgin perm! And it sucked! It was drawing stares and snickers. Do I have to wait till someone topples over with laughter at the hilarity on my head before I go do something about it? No, so I went to the ladies pronto to tie my hair into a pony tail, which looks more like a bunny tail.
Digress: I LOVE BUNNIIEEEE!
Took a picture with my sister’s phone but can’t find it anymore. Never mind…I won’t miss it.
That’s all….I know this is boring, just wanna write it somewhere to remind myself never to curl it again. Maybe not until it’s long enough to do that sexy VS big waves thing.
Oh if you followed the whole Britney Spears amd Kevin Federline saga, you’d love to see this.
Well… I kinda liked Kevin Federline. He may be minuscule against Justin but he’s alright.
