Back 2 LA

Bid goodbye to the city of sins and back to the city of angels! Ironic isn’t it?

Didn’t manage to trick my parents into buying my a bellini or a margarita or a martini but I did had a lot of fun.

One thing I absolutely HATE about Las Vegas is the damn weather. TOO COLD. 5 deg in the morning plus wind – dead. The shopping was a-ma-zing as well!

Now that I’m back in Los Angeles, I dare not think how much more I’m going to spend.

ūüė¶ Almost 1k in 5 days. Seriously Sam……

Missing my boyfriend very much too. Especially in the cold.

I must try to restrict my credit card usage. I feel sick……..

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Viva Las Vegas!

To think Math is difficult, imagine staying in Vegas and NOT drinking.

There’s a shop right at my hotel lobby – Fat Tuesdays, which sells frozen cocktails. Sweet nibblets!!!

Various sizes up to 100oz of alcohol WITH NOVELTY CUPS. Urrrrgggghhhh. Prices starting for only $9!

Is it a sin to get a frozen Bellini in the city of sins??? YES.

We’ll see how the week pans out. SHOPPING TOMORROW!!

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Valentine’s – a 500 word rant on why it should be celebrated.

Ahhh here comes Valentine’s Day. Another consumerism holiday innit?

Everyone(or most people I know) says that you shouldn’t only shower your bf/gf/husband/wife/lover with love and gifts on Valentine’s Day but you should do it everyday. Truth be told, I don’t have the bank account to shower him gifts and more so, the energy to cook up a storm and clean the damn house everyday.

Swanky restaurants are a no-go for my boyfriend and I because I would rather him spend the money on something else and we could just go and eat tze char at the coffee shop. WHAT I DO LIKE is dessert. If he is willing to spend money on dessert, mmhm Р that man is a keeper.

Gifts. I wouldn’t mind gifts – who would! Present me gifts everyday if you could, I wouldn’t feel bad. However, if you don’t give me gifts, it would be perfectly alright too. Give me seedless grapes, I’ll be happy. Don’t make fun of my baby pillow, I’ll be DELIGHTED. Having a boyfriend with a less than perfect skin, THAT will be the cocoa powder on my tiramisu. Yes, I love tiramisu.

Enough about me. What would he like?

Would he like to go to a swanky restaurant? Maybe. Can I afford to bring him there? Sure, definitely  Would we enjoy it there? Probably not. So really, why waste the money. How about a nice lingerie set? That would skip dinner altogether.

Gifts. What do you really give a man? Clothes, shoes, watches…. With an expensive taste like his, I’ve told him never to expect an expensive gift from me and when I do actually give him an expensive gift, he would need to check his credit card immediately. Just sayin’.

To conclude my word vomit, Valentine’s Day is where you show what you don’t usually do on “normal” days. Like, going Downtown on his Abbey(if you know what I mean) – Thanks @TommyWee for the delightful pun that I understood immediately! Or not whine about him not giving you the gift you wanted. Didn’t you say he’s the greatest gift of all? Write him a letter. Scratch his back. Wake up together with him even if its 5am.

Fuck his brains out for a change…. Maybe…..

So…

To my Valentine, thank you for loving me – all that I am. My flaws. You don’t know it but I count my blessings everyday because of you. So so so thankful you’re alive. Thank you for believing in me, being proud of what I do. Eating cake when you don’t like it just because I swear its the best ever. My wonderwall. I promise to ditch my baby pillow and hold your hand to sleep instead. I’ll sing you to sleep. I’ll be patient and understanding about your job.¬†You’re on my mind, in between red lights and meetings,¬†in between sips of coffee, in between ringing phones. I still get excited to talk to you when you get home.

I love you always, in all ways.

Things We Say #10

We’re watching Ah Boys to Men on DVD and V starts talking about his BMT days.

He mentioned that his best friend, A, had his cupboard thrown down after a standby bed inspection. 4 officers to throw it down and he, A, one man had to carry it back up.

I was laughing till I cried.

I just found it so funny.

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Things We Say #9

S: why you never give me ang pao?

V: but we’re not married!

S: okok metaphorically speaking, how much will you give me?

V: 500

S: WAAAAA

V: ringitt….yen….rupiah…..

S: I WANT 500 POUNDS!

V: how about rupees?

S: ………….

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#ProudestMoment

Wondering when is the RSAF and/or RSN open house 2013 and stumbled upon this blog article.

http://kementah.blogspot.com/2012/10/show-and-tell-at-republic-of-singapore.html?m=1

“Reading the salad bar of RSN regulars, one could tell who had been on real missions – the medal for Operation Flying Eagle (2004 Boxing Day quake/tsunami relief mission) being one that I always look out for. Indeed, one¬†would be¬†hard-pressed to find two¬†NDU divers¬†standing side by side in their No. 3 uniform with exactly the same¬†combat skills¬†badges and operational experience.”

I grinned and grinned. So proud of my man :’)

RSN will hold a Navy Open House in April 2013!!

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Things We Say #8

V: *in a mid slumber* Eh I’m off today too, come I bring you go do nails

S: *jump up from bed* GELISH??? YOU PAY???

V: Ya la ya la hurry leaving at 10.

S: 930 I can be downstairs waiting for YOU.

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