I'm a life-sucker. I don’t know who you are, or how you stumbled upon my page. But I know that you’re here reading my blog, which is good, I guess. My name is Paula and I have recently (17/05/10) moved to Adelaide from Singapore, where I spent most of my teenage years, and from the Philippines, born, raised, and lived there sixteen years of my life.
My name is Paula and it just amazes me how life changes in an instant. Some people who cared, some dreams and hopes you created; they were all here one moment then gone in the blink of an eye. Or, in this case, in about... seventeen days (and counting)? Yep.
My name is Paula and I wanna be in a place somewhere in the world where I might see someone like you. Or someone like one of my dearest friends in SG, Shasha. Or someone like the man that I love, but without a conflicted heart. My name is Paula and someday, someday, I'll be in that place somewhere in the world.
my dreams gone past by me by long time and i have only 22 years soryy for my english - Anonymous, Romania, 2010-07-25 07:58:39 PDT
It's cool! And I guess that makes the two of us. Hey, we're young and our dreams our gonna come true. They're gonna happen. I know it. Cheers to you, from Australia with love! :)
Uhmm let's pretend that I already own a bar/resto and it's called "Aly's Bar & Resto" :) And then my parents celebrate their 21st Anniversary in my own restaurant! How great is that? :))
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Happy Anniversary Toast: Mom and Dad's 21 Years of Marriage :D
May you guys have many moooore!
Hmm do you guys like raw oysters? I slightly do but it’s the chewing part that wooooooh! And I don’t really like spicy stuff but the spicy cocktail sauce my dad makes is just also woooooh!
Anyway, I hope you are all in good good time or in good health while reading this, maybe eating some strawberries dipped in chocolate or some Chinese food (I love Chinese food!), while in the embrace of your soulmate or that special someone who loves you just the way you are. And you know, I’ll just be here…
So yea my parents got married so young. My mother had me when she was 18. And yes, they are still chrugglin’ along after 21 years. Yes I also hear you say, I'm an accident child and I'm goddamn proud of it! I also recently joined the group on facebook because I guess I'm also thankful my parents didn't abort my ass. Hey don't get me wrong I love my parents with all my heart. They gave me a gerber pacifier. They gave me nido milk. They gave me life and ooh I love it.
Sometimes I just wonder why some people I know (not only in the movies) get married so young and it seems to last forever while others get married a little later in life and the end just seems to come very quickly. Why is that? Idk. I only know that there is nothing but mystery in life.
And now wanting pancakes & some onion rings,
Paula.
There's this place somewhere in Singapore I'd like to go again and again whenever given a chance. It's a kind of a magic place. Ew. No, not magic. It's kind of a secret place. A secret place, except I'm telling you, that is unusual, yet special to me. Well, the place isn't really a secret. Not of course in the sense that no one else goes there. But how I arrived? Fazli, a very good friend of mine, brought me to that place. I'm so glad he did. I remember one night we just ended up hanging out there sitting and talking about work, music, and life. I remember just hanging out there having McDonald's double cheeseburger meal. I remember just hanging out there sitting still, watching cars pass by. Such a perfect view from where we were. We were on a freeway overpass (yes, some place my mother wouldn't expect her daughter to be)! I don't know if you call it that though. I mean, what's really the difference between a freeway, expressway, tollways and highways? I don't know, but can we just pretend the place is called the Pancake Avenue overpass of the Very Cherry Orchard Road freeway? Good. Because hanging out at the Pancake Avenue overpass of the Very Cherry Orchard Road freeway has at least created some result:
What's weird is that I've always thought I have acrophobia. I don't really know how to tell for sure if I'm a case of that. I mean, it doesn't freak me out to be on high places but then you know I could really feel my knees shake meee from deep within. :Z
You love saying random things to annoy some people like your mom, your sister, and Gareth Koh.
Every time you watch Glee, you let yourself drown in those gorgeous eyes of Finn Hudson. You watch Glee in the hopes of having a sweet dream about him.
You shed a lot of tears while watching Nicholas Sparks’ The Notebook, not because Noah wrote Allie 365 letters, everyday for a year, and she never got them, and not because at the end of the movie, their love let them die together. But because you wish you also had an appealing charm like Rachel McAdams. Like really.
You rifle through the kitchen drawers saying "Where are the farrrking scissors?!!" and you are deadly serious.
You don't want those muffin tops and you want to get rid of your love handles so bad. But you're so dumb that you did not realize that the apple juice you have been drinking like a fish has a lot of sugar in it. How about the amount of sugar and full cream milk you add to your everyday two cups of coffee? Yet you're not even a water person. Good lord.
You read the The Secret's Law of Attraction over and over again. But you always fail so miserably to apply it to your life. Or maybe you're not even trying!
You sometimes feel jittery and you think it’s because you had too much coffee. You’re confuse because other people have been drinking at least four cups of coffee a day. Your mom is trying to restrict you to only a cup and patiently says "Don’t compare yourself to others; everybody is different." Ah, you then feel so guilty, yet you drink your another cup of coffee in the evening.
You're outdated. Even the songs in your iTunes are outdated.
You're obsessed with foam on your drinks. You always want foam on your coffee. You want foam on your milo. You want foam on your hot chocolate. And since you do not have one of those espresso-makers with the steamer thing on the side, you discover frothing your milk with an egg beater. Then you think you're a genius.
You miss having the only thing you ever order at Starbucks: Green Tea Latte + Oreo cheesecake.
You actually relate to Peyton Sawyer's "People are going to disappoint you, I get that, I kind of expect that but, what happens if one day you wake-up and realize you are the disappointment?"
You play loud music in the bathroom so you can poop to your full potential. Joke. You just love listening to music and singing to it while taking a hot hoooot shower.
You have been playing guitar for four freaking years and you still don't know bar chords/power chords nor do you know how to read those damn tabs.
You find yourself singing to a pile of dirty plates: "Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah! Roma-Roma-ma-ah! Ga-ga-ooh-la-la! Want your bad romance." Or sometimes, “Men men men men manly men whoo ooh hoo ohh oohh... hoo ohh hoo ohoh oo..”
You are having multiple dreams about that someone special of yours you haven’t seen in four damn months… and counting. You thought maybe dreams are just dreams but still wonder why. And then you come up with the following possible conclusions:
You left, for god’s sake, he has found a replacement of you!
You miss him and you still want him that it hurts and stings so bad. Cuts so bad. Burns so bad. Right in the balls.
Who do you think you are? You know deep inside there’s a place in his heart you can never occupy. Wake up!
I have observed that a lot of people (esp those who use British English words) spell "definitely" as "definately". I don't really know why but it's just completely wrong. I promise you the correct spelling is definitely, with an "i" and not "a" :)
I have always been asked why I am always single. So I'd like to just throw in a relationship-status update for the mortally curious among you and tell you all that i don't know. Nobody knows why. Life is a mystery, you know. And that is probably why. So ask me one more time. I dare you!
No.
Really.
WHYYY?
FINE. I don’t think men aren’t really that necessary.
Hmm, not a very good reason, isn't? But let me finish. I do not think we really need men in our lives. CRAAAAAP. Of course we do! Besides for reproductive purposes, indeed we need them as they make such amusing pets. That was a joke. Actually, I’ve realized that certain men have made my life more fun and interesting - in terms of both labelled and non-labelled relationshitips. On the other hand, I am proud of my temporary but very public singlehood status. Yes, somehow, I am. It’s just that I’m still a mystery to myself. LOL. What does that mean?
In conclusion, even though I believe I always have some good candidates running out there, I don’t really know why I am always single. But let’s just say… I always fall for the wrong guy. Looks like I’m doomed. I have not found the right person yet. Yeah, let’s just say that.
And speaking of men...
LOL. NO. Not those men. But I do love their show! And you know what's funny? I often find myself actually singing their theme song that goes mainly like this ♫♪ men men men men men men men whoo ooh hoo ohh oohh... hoo ohh hoo ohoh oo.. ♫♪ Like really. Crazy. Funny.
That’s Finn Hudson of Glee, people! Finn is the man who brings out the fangirl in me! Oh boy, I really think he’s gorgeous and there’s something in those eyes and there's definitely something about the way he looks. Innocent. Confused. ♥_♥ I super love him! LOL. Is this weird? Am I crazy? Tell me I'm not the only one who thinks he is hot! T-E-L-L--M-E!
HAHA this is redonkulous. Check this out. I found that there are actually three types of Fangirl (from urbandictionary.com):
NORMAL FANGIRL (STAGE ONE)
- has a slight obsession with the object of her desire
- reads fanfics about her chosen desire; has about 10 posters of her desire.
RABID FANGIRL (STAGE TWO)
- a slight step up from the Normal Fangirl phase and is aged between 12-17 years old.
- writes shitty fanficton (all fanficton is shit); sqeeees ALOT; uses those gay anime emoticons such as ^_^).
UBER FANGIRL (FINAL TRANSFORMATION)
- this is the ultimate form of Fangirl; has a Livejournal/devinart/Myspace/xanga account; is seen at Gaia Online and Neopets FC (about 70% of the FC are on this stage already); has about 1000000000 posters dedicated to her object.
Normal Fangirl: I like Itachi, hes hot.
Rabid Fangirl:NOOOOO!!! ITACHI IS MINE BITCH!!!!!
Uber Fangirl: OMG!!!! ITACHI IZ MEH FURTOOR HUSBAND!!!!! LYKE WE IZ GUNNA MARRY N HAVE 10000000000 BEBIES!!^______________^: HE IZ MINE BICHTESEE!!!!!
Goodlord! Which type of fangirl you think I am now?
Not really a fan of politics but after hearing the news earlier this week, I must say I find one thing rather interesting – that Australia’s first female Prime Minister Julia Gillard has confirmed she is an atheist. She’s not their first atheist, by the way. But then her convictions are in complete contrast with those of former PM Kevin Rudd who is a Christian and opposition leader Tony Abbott who is a Catholic.
I greatly respect other religious views, and correct me if I'm wrong but this is just something that could never happen in my own country, the Philippines. So just imagine my surprise. In Singapore, I believe PM Lee and former PM Lee Kuan Yew follow some Chinese traditional practices. However, I’m not completely sure what religion they actually believe in. I head on over to the forums to find some answers (Yep, that's what I've been doing during this time of unemployment).
Answer 1: “LKY is christian.. dunno he practise it or not though….”
Answer 2: “LKY christian, you kidding?”
Answer 3: “$$$ is their religion.”
Answer 4: “haha. they worship demselves.”
So meaningful… I can't believe I stayed in Singapore for almost four years and yet didn't know the PM's religion! Or, they don't just admit their disbelief nor talk so openly about their faith. I don't know!
Anyway, Julia Gillard was asked point blank in the TV interview if she believes in God. She replied “No. I don’t believe in God.” I mean, wow. I’m not quite sure what an atheist PM means for me. But I believe it doesn’t affect me or my family in anyway, but just interesting to hear. Not to mention we are only holding a 457 temporary visa and still hoping to be granted PR status in no time and yes, I’ve got my fingers crossed.
Well, at the end of the day, does religion really matter? At the end of the day we all die anyway, so why give a FARK about anything? That was a JOKE! Hmm, somehow I think it doesn’t really matter. One "concerned man" in the forum said.. and I'm just gonna quote this, "I think that a good governing of a country is not about what country leaders' religion is. It is about what he/she can deliver... So PM's religion is quite secondary. PM's passion, wisdom, love, compassion and abilities are more important..."
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