how to lose a girl in ten days
Saturday, November 21, 2009
or even quicker than just an hour...
and keep getting 50 first dates, merely very much due to amnesiac dates that leave nothing but unwanted memories to the girls?
read this, if you think you have bad luck in love.
and when you know it is just an excuse to cover up your amateurship with girls.
to start off with a little note: girls, females and women arent very complicated, as a matter of fact.
(1) You order food on her behalf without giving her time to choose for herself.
we do love decisive guys. note: sometimes. you cant be possibly on top all the time, right?
(2) You talk non stop at the table.
pretty please. we also need to do some talking as well. just so you know, women do best at multitasking. so when u have bored them with ur incessant talking be it philosophical, life-related, sex, bgr-associated, etc, we could easily drift away and think what to wear for girl night out tomorrow or do mental calcultion on how much we have spent during last shopping trip.
(3) You ogle at her
yes dude... we find gazing, motionless eyeball-kind-of-stare shuddering, what more about ogling? rule of thumb, it is immensely impolite to gaze at her. of course, unless you are given green light to permit you to do so, and that requires professional training for you to learn what green and red lights are. so, to be on the safe side, just dont do gazing, staring and ogling at all no matter how close resemblance she is to megan fox. even if you have the confidence that you have eyes of robert pattinson, just dont do it.
(4) Your movement becomes retarded when the bill comes at you
If you ask her out, you are the boss... pay for her. If going dutch is part of your plan for your first date, you are lower than an amateur.
(5) You have no sense of direction
Women have been claimed to be programmed to have zero sense of direction, and vice versa for men. so, it is really your job to prove the abovementioned stereotypical theory right. when we do expect men to be the anchor and guidance of our lives (to certain aspect), your sense of direction is essential. we do analytical assessment and interpretation on how you handle when you get lost. your emotion, reaction and action during the period will be deliberated.
(6) Your face is too close to hers
Not like we fear of bad breath (yes we do get worried about getting men with bad breath), it is all about communication skill and common sense in which there should be some distance between the talker and the listener. it is not charming if we manage spot your zits and your nose pores, that indicates how close your face is when you are speaking to her.
(7) You talk about about sex and ex.
and with that, you would be marked with a big X by us for choosing the XXX issue. sex is too intimate to discuss on the first date. whatever your opinion on sex, on how good how gentlemen or how conservative you are in terms of sex would still make you fall into the category of "trying too hard in impressing her". full stop. and the more ex-es stories you reveal, the more wrong impression we have on you. it is either you are such a dumper that we feel insecure about; or you are simply a turn-off that you get dumped all the time.
(8) You are awfully slow in making decision
and keep asking for hers. contrary to point no.1, when you cant decide on something and ask her to make one, it sucks because you are pushing the baby or the responsibility, and that also indicates you do not want to bear the responsibility at whatever outcomes. you cant be always at the bottom all the time, right?
(9) You are blue
you complain, whine, rant, and basically say all things to get her empathy and sympathy. then you are one pathetic man who cant even handle yourself well, what more about taking care of her. we wont pity you.
(10) You talk about marriage
even if you are thinking about, dont say it out, unless you are in at least 60% of the progress of your project for marriage.
(11) You indirectly say you love kids and you dont fool around
again, trying too hard leads you nowhere. you dont have to describe, or elaborate to try making the obvious obvious. if it is true we will find it out ourselves, regardless of kids loving and faithfulness are two of 94305832 qualities we really love.
(12) Your past time dwells on computer games only
unless she is a computer geek like you, otherwise dont ever reveal it. ok, it is best to come clean and tell her you are boringly into computer games. once and for all, and it shall remain as the first date between you both.
(13) You shower her with praises profusely
praises overdose are lethal. when you overdo it, we think it is simply phoney. there are certain things you dont have to remind us about things we have already known ie. "you are well dressed and you look sexy". we are not trying to be arrogant. but when i mentioned the word "remind", it means you have done repetitively already. we do love compliments. we do appreciate compliments. but you must pick up some skills to compliment her in a moderate way.
(14) You dont praise her at all.
and all you do are degrading her only. again, contrary to the abovementioned point, when it is the right time, just dont resist yourself and praise her once a while. we think praises that come once in a blue moon can be really sweet to the soul. (otherwise, some girl might find her way to force you to praise her)
(15) You are an angry man
and treat waiters like servants because you think you hold full-fledged consumer rights. and due to the superiority, you think you must scoff at innocent waiters who make mistakes.
(16) You are a mouse
contrary to the point above, when some rude waiters violated our consumer rights, we hope to see the assertive side of you, and discuss terms with anyone involved in a manly and mature manner. i mean "discuss"... and do not apply when your assertiveness go overboard to table punching, oh boy, that is not very cool, manly, nor sexy.
(17) You are being too intimate
it makes as if you are sexually harassing her. another skill you need to pick up is interpreting her body languages. when you try to hug and you can sense the stiffness of her limbs then her jaws and overall expression, it is such a big red light sparkling on you, indicating you should not go further than the first hug. if you go further than that and start pecking on her cheek, you are dead! not like she will slap you at the instant, you have trespassed her boundary and you will not be forgiven. these gestures are very subjective. some conservative ones just cant take these lightly.
(18) You touch her
and then you commented on whatever that you have touched. it is more disgusting than ogling her. end of story. no, you are end of story right now.
(19) You are playing some hitting-on-her strategy
we dont like playing games. we just know you are. if you sincerely want us, you dont need any strategy ie. after the first date, it should be at least a week of complete abstinence from contacting each other, to check the level of fondness she has on you. and if she gets back at you, it means you have succeeded...stuffs like that. dude, keep it simple and nice. no strategy. no mind playing games.
(20) You get nothing after the first date
because you are already an end of story on her part. it is sad. but it must be what you have done during the first date that draws curtain for closure. congratulation in losing her.
p.s. the list is not exhaustive. but im not love guru, so i cant provide anymore than that. i am not writing these, trying to be hard to get or being arrogant. some of these were based on personal experiences, while some were from observations. just want to share some common sense.
p.s.s these arent checklist for my preferences in men....
-have fun reading- :)
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haunted by shopping spirits
Friday, November 20, 2009
it is very worrying that i start to find comfort in shopping and feed my addiction just like that...
because sometimes i do get stressed or bored with mundane working life.
i began to search for the "only-me-and-me" time and did what i do best.
because sometimes i do get stressed or bored with mundane working life.
i began to search for the "only-me-and-me" time and did what i do best.
and more than that....
-i need help-
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when pharmacy meets law
i walked into dewan anggerik or whatever dewan it was called at shah alam for some talk on malaysian pharmacy law, in such an immensely 'macho' or carefree (more like it) manner because i knew i was not going to sit for the pharmacy law exam this year after all.
not until the mid day of our first lecture on pharmacy law, we were all actually automatically signed in for the exam by the amazingly wonderful and efficient assistance from the jkns.
booo... and i had not even known which book to purchase that time. to make the situation even more analogous to sitting inside the pressure cooker, i was sitting next to mr smarty pant who was stingyly keeping his book to himself and was diligently highlighting his book; whilst i was drifting away to my own lah-lah-land.
the sight of the pharmacy law past year paper made me palpitate so much.
a very fatherly speaker whom i reckoned as a joy to look at.
they even had questions to ask.
the emptiness about pharmacy law was so inevitable to the extent i did not even know what to ask.
halo... may this book bless us all for the pharmacy law paper.
so, besides, attending ceaseless and yawn-inducing lectures on law, we also did some extracurricular and more interactive activities to prove our attendance notwithstanding the level of boredom brought by the lectures.
we were there, 2009... so was i!
look at me... i was so yeng like power ranger!
and could be studious.
yucks!
interactive activities as such.
angeline and i were at every corner of the room.
pharmacy law lovers.com.my
serving mankind of selangor, brought to u by products from imu.
so be careful. and may God bless y'all. =)
and the rest of prps from selangor
htar (almost) united
htar prp united
kemunculan mak minah dari hutan risda
who's the uncle?
tadaaaaaaa... pak cik jason.
then sadly and reluctantly i confined myself at home in one very rare weekend when i did not have to work, with the sole aim to absorb all facts i could in just 2 days time.
of course, being a retired student, things didnt come into the brain quick. all i did were either stifling my yawn, otherwise, most of the time was dedicated to window shopping at all sorts of online shops.
in the end, i resorted to just tag my books.
n i overtagged my book.
but i was not alone.
someone overtagged the book till it looked toxic already.
meet the owner. warning: do not borrow the book from him. it would bring fatality to your exam results.
because that was what i am worrying still.
at the risk of failing my first exam. because throughout my student years i have not tasted failure as in failing any papers.
deng... please dont make it the first... pretty pleaseeeeee... i cant bear another excruciating moment to study LAW, anymore.
overall, it was very fun to see some of the batchmates. mini imu gathering rocks.
i dont know if it is just me. despite notoriously tagged as tin kosong or in other words lousy prps, i still hold pride of being a product from imu. but i wont recommend anyone to take mpharm course at imu, and that keeps me wondering why i was conned into imu when everyone claimed it is one hella uni with excellent quality.
deng... please dont make it the first... pretty pleaseeeeee... i cant bear another excruciating moment to study LAW, anymore.
overall, it was very fun to see some of the batchmates. mini imu gathering rocks.
i dont know if it is just me. despite notoriously tagged as tin kosong or in other words lousy prps, i still hold pride of being a product from imu. but i wont recommend anyone to take mpharm course at imu, and that keeps me wondering why i was conned into imu when everyone claimed it is one hella uni with excellent quality.
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my saturday
Saturday, November 14, 2009
catatan harian 14/11/09
13/11/09
after 5pm- happy hour
stress-relieving therapy at green box, aeon bukit tinggi
oh gosh... that marked my 1st night out, also my 1st hang out at the wonderful Klang.
11pm - reach home
14/11/09
12.30am - tidur
6.52am - woke up... i was late!
7.15am -flew to klang
8am - work
9am - ran up the ward, had some professional talk with paediatrician... problem with injections. my boss insisted on something...the specialist insisted on another alternative. i was stuck in between. so stressed can die. like i could make decision about the whole thing...
10am - worked as an all rounder pharmacist from tdm to tpn to dd... gave up some of them to another colleage to do ward counselling, a&e...etc
11am - worked around the clock non stop like a friggin robot
2pm - still working...
3pm - still received indent forms from all kind of departments from tdm, tpn and dd...
4pm - cruelly still working
5pm - worked...n worked
6pm - trying to interpret vancomycin results.. without any professional help...
6.15pm - liberated from the prison.
just so you know, there was no break... no breakfast, no lunch and no tea for me.
as i was also late from work, i ate nothing at allllllllllllll for twelve hours in the hospital.
6.15pm to 8.30pm - where was the love? it rained when i was on the road back to kajang.
8.30pm - dinner
9.30pm - dinner not served yet
9.45pm - 1st dish was served
9.55pm - blackout... the fuse went KO and the fuse box was on fire!
10pm - home... and had mamee instant noodle perisa ayam sensasi
what a day!
so i basically had nothing on my stomach from the moment i woke up till 10pm. working life is such a natural anorexia-inducer. period. i had no lunch for 2 consecutive days already! and i had not been working for a month yet!
i just could not wait to absorb everything relevant about clinical knowledge like a sponge and be a pro in the hospital. it is just not fun to be the blurrest... i just looked moronic!
this is work stress im talking about.
besides having expectations from all the bosses, my expectations for myself are almost suffocating myself as well. i mean there are some mistakes pharmacists must not have... im not talking about mistakes that are too fun to make only once. some mistakes are just FATAL.
i dispensed the wrong medication before. but i was lucky enough to be found out my colleagues so patients under me are still safe. i just dont know. sometimes i just feel im not fit for my profession.
my mistakes to me are almost unforgiveable.
my clumsiness is loathesome. i could not forgive myself for that as well.
i may be hard on myself. i am injecting unnecessary stress onto myself when i am not even 1 full month working the hospital. but at this instant, it is all about speed, alertness and determination to pick up new skills.
and from speed, i am far behind.
every day i just feel dumb.
gosh... when will i see myself as a pro...? dont ask me to take my time. even if im not taking my time now, i feel like im taking the eternity to learn.
work stress sucks big time.
im so sleepy. cranky. irritated.
i have been sleeping only 6 hours every night and worked non stop in the aseptic room. and the very doink jkns has not even distributed our iv ad and tpn log book. very funny of them lo.
i seriously need to sleep. sleep deprivation makes me cranky. nothing less than like a menopausal woman.
i will have night call on monday. supernight on wednesday.
where is the love? tell me.
:(
p.s. take care of your stomach and dont get it perforated. the patient i mentioned last month, whose some of his tpn bags were made by me with heart and soul, passed away this morning. it is already heart wrenching enough to see him go even though i have seen him twice with his deteriorating conditions. probably its the best to go, after all. :(
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happy tree friends
Thursday, November 12, 2009
you know you are old when birthday is just like any other days. you still need to work on birthday. you may even forget about it. you tend to have even lesser expectations on how it is going to be like. you are going dread seeing the amount of candles sticking onto it.
sad but true, birthday begins to lose its spark, its charm and many excitement it is supposed to be.
i once told a friend, birthday should be celebrated in a joyous way according to the number of age. and if he were to go after a girl, he should then celebrate for 23 days if she were to be 23... for 40 days when she were to be 40 next time. it is romantic, trust me... give 40 different kind of little gifts and special treats for 40 days. it helps women to stop focusing on the number, instead, cherishing the moments and journey of becoming 40.
so,
to my future husband, besides buying me volkswagen beetle, it is also mandatory to celebrate my birthday according to my age ie. day 1 to 7 - bring me to barcelona... and sponsor all my shopping expenses and all my sudden cravings for spanish food...etc *slap self... stop dreaming! piak piak*
yummeh... my 30th birthday present!
despite all jinx, bad encounters and whats-not, the most memorable part of my 23rd birthday was WELL SPENT and greatly compensated with little, simple birthday treat by my dearests.
the still-incomplete potrait of our mini Andartu Care Club
at palate palette, changkat bukit bintang
peach mojita... loyal fan of mojito i am. =)
mojojo's boi's orea milkshake.
spicy fettucini served cold (wth)...
it was eaten with sigh of disappointment.
chicken lasagna
we thought it was rather appetising.
nice mural. and hmmm... nice model.
angelic chair
the whole place is very colourful... themed with environmental friendly materials and colours like rainbow colours
nice chill out place...but could be better if they dont just play reggae
happy 23rd birthday to me!
bad hair day on big day... so common already!
i wished my face would grow smaller and sharper, without losing all my assets
apparently i seemed to lose weight, because im like swimming inside my clothes. so loose they can fit 0.5 of me more. i dont know whats wrong. i get flatter by days, my waist aint going any slimmer, and so is my head/ face. deng!
i also wished i am showered with wisdom and some street smart because it is the working life, adult life im embarking on.
and stay hot till i become nenek...
hot nenek... can u imagine me being a hot nenek in future... red curly hair with tight fitting flowery blouse and leggings... and closed toe shoes... so hot!
*poooof*
happy falala!
:)
cupcakes in the size of muffins.
woot! i have big teeth!
many thanks to my lovely dearests....
and the coolest surprise
waiter: your cake is ready. *i could hear that. hello.* huimann: ok... *shot a glance at me* waiter walked towards the cake and started to sing... not to me, but to huimann, mistakenly thought it was her birthday
where got people ask people to fetch birthday cake and sing her own birthday song one?
and the coolest surprise
waiter: your cake is ready. *i could hear that. hello.* huimann: ok... *shot a glance at me* waiter walked towards the cake and started to sing... not to me, but to huimann, mistakenly thought it was her birthday
where got people ask people to fetch birthday cake and sing her own birthday song one?
lol, meh meh!!! XDit is already blessed to have best buddies that know you so well. you just know they will be right there for you. anytime. anywhere.
such blessing, hence, has compensated all my dissatisfaction.
it is just so important to have such genuine people around you who dont judge you like they are part of you and like they are your sisters.
love you girls, heaps and heaps
i cant wait till the day i could be your bridesmaidS...
xoxo... happy 23...
-and being 23 is friggin gorgeous and hot! -
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