Okay. So spring time is here in Beijing, not for long I guess. Facebook is an excellent platform to keep in contact with your friends all over the world and ironically, it’s also a good source to make frustrate you over littlest things like the luxury of eating char Kway tiao, Hokkien mee, laksa, nasi lemak etc. And recently I get really zeaaalous of friends who travelled either Korea or Japan OR BOTH just to catch Sakuraaaaaaaa. Some even caught geisha walking on the streets of Kyoto.

RIGHT. All I have here in Beijing is POLLUTED SMOGGY AIR, spits, and BIRD FLU.

Yay, bird flu.

So one day… THAT one day when the sky was ridiculously blue and clear of smog, I HAD TO–I JUST HAD TO grab my camera and cabbed down to 玉渊潭(Yu yuan tan park) where it’s known for its Sakura blossoms…FLOWWWWERRS.

And yes, I get my fair share of Sakuraaaaaaaas raining down my ginormous head. very cool.



Are you cheating

I had a Singaporean gathering on the first day of the QingMing holiday. Lest you didn’t already know, china has like three days of public holidays for it. So you know, it’s unlike the situation here in China where you have more males than females, Singapore has generally more females than males. and being a pea sized country, there’re only that much of Singaporean you could find in China, let alone studying in the same school.

some bailed on us and ended up there were only like four of us—-3f1m. lol
So the point of this post is not about the gathering itself, it’s like one of the topics we touched on.

I forgot what we were talking about, I just randomly (as usual) threw something really random out. I asked, “So you know, I’ve watched this show and there was this couple went to a marriage psychologist to try and salvage their marriage. The problem they are having is that when they are having sex, the wife screamed “Tom!” out loud and the husband stopped and was like, “…who did you just screamEd?!” The wife told the psychologist that the “Tom” was Tom Cruise, and that she did not cheat on him. So what do you ladies think? Cheated or not ?”

Both of my friends answered— NO.

One even said, “It’s considered no when I think about it, but maybe when he thought of it…then maybe or yes!”

Interesting topic, yes?

More often than not, we (for me at the very least) feel that it’s harder for us to really cheat than men. In this case, I’m trying to eliminate the possibilities of a slut and a Casanova. Just a normal girl dating a normal guy. I would think or tend to think that normally a girl needs to be emotionally attached to have sex(I already said to exclude those who think ONS is fine) and that guy can just have sex for sex–not emotionally attached.

So the question is, does thinking of someone else considered cheating?

I think it’s treading on a very fine line between “is cheating” and “not cheating”. If let say you tell me M thought of Jennifer Lopez when he’s in bed with me, maybe I’ll be like “what?so you think I’m not as pretty as her Izzit.”–jokingly. And I won’t even harp another second on it. BUT if m was that stupid to tell me, “Kiki, I thought of my ex GF when I was having sex with you” then trust me, I will castrate him for 1)insulting me, 2)still thinking of his ex gf, 3)for being a jerk to me.

So I guess it’s down to how you look at it? Some would say they would rather you have meaningless physical sex with someone else with no string attached than you keep thinking of them emotionally and not having physical sex.

Well if say m watches porn, I MAY not be happy. Just saying,

Will there ever be a standard answer for this question? Maybe not.



Before I start on anything..I just want to share how entertained I am as I check what kinda ridiculous keywords people typed and got on my blog.

‘Songs about chinese girls with armpit hairs” – Really? is there really a song written by someone and sang by someone regarding the armpit hairs of the chinese girls? Er.. I’m thankful if there are some and I have yet to come across on youtube. I just gagged.

‘tight Asian pussy’ … Okay. Judging from these, I can now solemnly say that, kids under the age of 18 are not allowed on my blog. Tight asian pussy. Ha. What the fuck.

I’m dead serious about what I wrote above. I cannot imagine those brought people on my site, and perhaps give me more time, people can find my blog if you google “free porn” …lol ill try and practice some cartoon porns on my sketchbook  -___-




So as my post title has suggested, this is going to be a waist-line related post.

Once upon a long long time, my mom used to tell me how perfect her waistline was. Her waist was measured 24″ and stood at approx 1.70m( notice how i used past tense here. She used….to…be…..)

Right now, Im guessing her waist is about 35″ and counting and shrunk to approx 1.65m. Well, that’s my guess. LOL

Apparently right now given how much she had changed, she still nags at my waist line, my weight blah blah blah.

Seriously, sometimes I wanna punch her right into her fat cheeks……..Just kidding.

Recently being highly active on the Taobao page, I was “given” a chance to buy something useful for my -aherm- health. Frankly, I wasn’t …and still am not  a health freak. I love everything from the F to the R-I-E-D stuffs. I love Pizzas. I love Pastas. I love baguettes. I love C-A-R-B-O-H-Y-D-R-A-T-E-S. Really. I love them all. They….satisfy me :p

It’s worst to love them and hate exercising. I don’t know how much I’ve changed over the years. I used to run marathons. 5km, 10km, 21.5km… Friendly runs, competitive runs—I used to PAY and RUN them.

Now? Ha, I’m just a couch potato.

I sit in front of my Mac and nom on my chips. Hell yeah, that’s life.

Wake up calls are always random. They are sudden. They just wake your fat slob idea up one day. One day–where I was watching my HK drama….I looked down upon my tummy. Swiss rolls look-alike fats smiled back at me….I freaked out.

Like…WTF!! What have I been <s>doing</s> eating?!?!!

I wanted so much to take my IKEA’s knife and slice the rolls of fats out from my body and donate it to people in Africa. Im pretty sure they need it more than me. No joke.

So back to my Taobao’s Talent. I wanted to buy something. Yeah. I needed to spend money but guilty on surging them on things useless. Having that wake up call helped….I bought something called the weight hoops.









I used to hoop at home for 30 minutes everyday for 2 years. No wonder I always have a relatively okay waist line even binging on food. Now that I’m in beijing, i stopped. So yeah, imagine two years…not exercising….One lump of fats.

I was damn happy to get this hoop and started “hooping” at home.

omg, it was so different from what i used to hoop… I got a heavier one this time…and fuck! just after a mere 30 minutes of hooping, my waist hurts the next day. Im resting it now and will resume it tomorrow.

Yay. say hey to my new regimen! hoop and hoop and hoop! WOOTZ!



Call me maybe?

I threw a wish in the well,

Don’t ask me,

I’ll never tellI looked to you as it fell,

And now you’re in my way
I’d trade my soul for a wish,

Pennies and dimes for a kiss

I wasn’t looking for this,

But now you’re in my way
Your stare was holdin’,

Ripped jeans, skin was showin’

Hot night, wind was blowin’

Where you think you’re going, baby?
Hey, I just met you,

And this is crazy,

But here’s my number,

so call me, maybe?



I’m addicted to this song and it has been playing in my itunes till M is sick and tired of it. lol






seriously? I’m dying over here. “cum on friends cake”

I cannot believe this person found my blog using those words. Now I wonder if my blog is appropriate for the public. hahahahhahaah

Woes of their own

I’m currently living the life anyone would want to live—except that I wish my wallet is loaded with shitloads of cash.

Finished my finalsnong nong time ago and did not just fly straight back to singapore this time round. Instead of doing that, im staying back a lil for M who is working here…just because I didn’t want to leave him alone here for close to two months.

Anyways so im scheduled to leave the jing end of months for the sunny island for two weeks. Just nice to bring back fresh chiffon pandan cake for the man :p

Well well… holidays is good sometimes when you’ve got the kaching!($$)

Man, $ is a frustrating issue. College students ARE poor. And they are POORER when they study overseas—ppl like me. Yeah, no doubt Singapore has recently been listed as one of the top three richest country in the world…be mindful that those people don’t include people like the bummers i.e.Me

So right here, I always have this $ issue with the man. He’s working and I’m studying. He loves traveling and I love it too . So what’s the freaking you say. Oh! Easy. He’s got the $ and I have 1/10 of the $ he has. Make any sense?

I don’t know if anyone has that issue. It’s very annoying on my part because it just seems as if i am not spontaneous enough for his ideas/plans/suggestions. Sigh. Life sucks.

Don’t get me wrong, we are very much in love. Which couples really have zero complains about their lives? Everyone wants to live a sweet and loving life, but is that really possible? I highly doubt so.

Oh wells.

But to me…it’s all about the rainbow which appears at the end of a storm.

Quarrels /different opinions are allowed, as long as deeper bonds are formed…




Away from the blogging scene for sometime because of my finals. Four more papers, one week more to freedom.

Took this photo just now as i cut open the peach(?!) or plum. I have eaten this since young even in Singapore but it was only until a moment ago I realized that the seed is so artistically grown(?!) or formed. lol.

Hahaha it’s time for you to stop and take notice of what’s happening 🙂 just saying. haha

Til then, toddles ! x