BLOG SHIFT

I’ve decided to move back to blogger because wordpress is simply boring (No banners, no music, NOTHING). Shoot me dead.

So..

http://carmen-myapplecrumble.blogspot.com/

I tried to keep it similar, but myapplecrumble.blogspot.com was not available.

Some pictures on the right link to my friend’s blog. Just be a little more observant to the tiny hints. So now you can choose whose blog you wanna visit by the faces (Apologies for stealing some pictures off your blogs girlfriends!)!

Click on the sidebar pictures to link to my old blog, Ben’s blog, friend’s blog!
Click on the sidebar pictures to link to my old blog, Ben’s blog, friend’s blog!
Click on the sidebar pictures to link to my old blog, Ben’s blog, friend’s blog!
Click on the sidebar pictures to link to my old blog, Ben’s blog, friend’s blog!
Click on the sidebar pictures to link to my old blog, Ben’s blog, friend’s blog!

I don’t wanna repeat myself anymore!

This blog will remain here and it’ll be linked up to my new blog some where along the side bar.

See you there!

♥ Carmen, for the last time here.

We sound like kids.

Ey girlfriend, siao finish already?

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I think we’re years behind, this kinda childish fights were supposed to take place years back, when we were naive little puberty-experiencing teenage girls. We’re too old for this man. And it feels uberly dumb. Don’t know bout you but it feels hell good letting all these out. So how you feeling better?

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First and foremost my apologies for sucha late reply. I had work since 6.30 am yesterday, and only ended at 8.30pm. HK. Stupid clients driving me nuts and I really couldn’t summon any ounce of strength to switch on the computer, I just dropped. Excuses, yes. (haha, now doesn’t that sound familiar)

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Should have told me about 
1. Your ‘rents. We used to talk about all this little fucked up things in life, remember. Bitching about it allows you to calm down. The next time it happens, send me a text and curse and swear all you like!

2. The long list of inside thoughts. You’re so silly sometimes. That child in you is what I like, I remember, and yes the happy child is what I longed to see because I always tell everyone how I like you for that. We all grow up someday, but I guess I always believed that you’ll find back that free spirited happiness if you wanted to.

3. With regards to your blog, it was the only thing left about us connecting to each other. In a way you could say that it was a form of reassurance that we’re still in each other’s life. So much so that it drove me almost lunatic for that moment. My bad. It was just scary.

4. Most importantly, boyfriends are definitely my wrong. All I want to say is that you’re always important, because you’ve always been there. Boyfriends may change, but we know that our friendship won’t. Just somehow even when we’re fighting, we know we’ll get better. This time was huge, yet I never felt that you left. And I never left. Now that you mentioned, I saw your emotions, and loneliness. Those bitches in your life, I will never be. I won’t backstab you, or walk away and you can count on that. We just really needed to blow, all those stress that has always lay hidden amidst those laughter.

5. And about having other bffs, there are none as much as I love as you. And I’m not saying that just to please you because just who you think you are. I’m merely stating a fact. I never had a girl gossip so much with me, share so many similarities as me, and do the things that we love so much. I do have other bffs, but you’re that one special one, it makes you my bbgff. haha. Like say bestest best girlfriend forever?

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So, Ey girlfriend, siao finish already? Can we move on, this is getting insanely boring. And if you ever feel like meeting (without cancelling!), text me.

P.s. Oh, and m and I was jus wondering if you’re okay. That day when you cancelled cos you were tired, it just sounded unreal. I mean, is anything bothering you and you were only using tired as an excuse? Just wondering if you’re okay.

Love.
Carmen

 

 

You are a bff I wondered why I kept.

I know somewhere down there I cannot forget we ever had this friendship. Yet I told myself then, it would be better if we led our own lives. After all, we might have driven away from each other.

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I waited an hour before I blogged because I know that given my explosion of emotions earlier, I would have said a lot of things that would sound so crude, and hurting. That is the last thing I’d want to do to a bff.

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I’m feeling better, chilled, and quite sane I would believe. I don’t know why or if it even matters, but sorry for the smses not that I meant any of it, I was just really really pissed off.

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I guess it happens. Some times when you wished so hard for good things, and right at the very last moment it fails you, it breaks your heart in a way where you just lose control of things, and pour out everything you once ever wanted to say but didn’t.

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But I’d never make any appointments with you ever again unless you want to. I’m too tired to care for now.

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Maybe you didn’t understand how important time in Singapore is for me. I don’t have a lot of time here, and every time I’m back, I allocate my time to the people I loved, leaving me barely any more time left to meet anyone else of lesser significance.

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This time I had 3 days off. 19th I spent recuperating at my bf’s place because that was the day I arrived. Drop my luggage at home, unpacked a little, re packed a little, and head over his place to start the whole remove make up (every last bit) and shower regime, then knocked out.

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20th I met my dearest clique for dinner until 12.30 past midnight. Slept at 3.30am, and my bf could vouch how excited I was about meeting you because I would suddenly scream your name in the car and freaked him out so bad he almost drove into the wall. I woke up at 9.30am when the alarm rang and couldn’t bring my lifeless body up so I tried again at 12 and got ready. When everything was done at 2 you cancelled. It’s like my eyes were still barely open despite the mascara and powder I loaded onto my face.

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You didn’t know how many appointments I pushed away just so that we could meet within the 3 days off. That was also why we pre-planned it because I wanted to see you so bad I had to leave aside a day for you.

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The excitement rush I was under.

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The “Sorry I’m too tired” like I don’t give a shit about how important this meant.

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The fact that someone else could put in so much effort to the extent she was prepared to take half day just so she can at least have dinner with us.

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Don’t ever cancel on me like that ever again because you were so last minute, you wasted my effort, my energy, my preparation time when I could be sleeping, and ruin my day. I could have met my friends who cared. Those who missed me.

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I really wondered if I’m too sensitive, or if you’re too insensitive.

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Remember when we used to study at Marine Parade’s starbucks, camwhore hours in the fitting room, eat breadtalk and prezels for dinner so we can shop more, share a cab home every weekend, and everywhere else.

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I remembered your secondary school days, you would tell me how much those bitches at school sucked, how fake they were and how they judged and backstabbed you. I remembered you ever once told me that we would be besties always and how we would get a place and shift in together when we grow up.

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For now it seems like you’ve found new friends. Your blog entries never fail to flood with their names. Your link list keeps getting longer. From friends to juniors. I hope you meet more friends.

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You never mentioned us anymore, for the longest time I remember reading your blog. Ironically back then I was the one persuading you to get a blog. You never link your bff up. I’m really do feel invisible in your world and for that very reason I will disappear from it because I guess it wouldn’t be a problem for you anyway. You’re so caught up in your new circle now, it disgust me reading your blog but I still always do for that little hope to see my name like before, and to know if you’re coping well. Well, least I know you’re coping fantastic.

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I used to believe quality friends over quantity. I beg to differ now. Seems like there isn’t much of a difference.

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I hate to continue. But I hope you get on fine with life.

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Love,
Carmen

 

Someone surfaced in the media again.

Innocently surfing the net, I google-d “Joshua Ang” out of pure boredom and curiosity because I came across an article on him being back in action and I wanted to see if it was real.

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I found out more than I asked for. http://www.nutzhen.com/

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He started blogging again, after MIA-ing since December 2005 when he graduated. Doubtful that it was real because celebrities have a lot of “fake accounts” floating around the internet, especially with his nick Nutzhen.

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However, on these account, I pronounced the above mentioned link to be real, as far as I’m concern and as far as I’ve been fooled:

1. Timeline in the blog is seemingly accurate, example enlistment date (but I’ve heard from friends) which was never reported in the media if my memory hasn’t failed me.

2. I remember Chaos, and now she has babies!?

3. Cassie is like his favorite, and there are personal pictures of them.

4. His piano, which was not a secret to begin with, hence an invalid point.

5. The fact that his Chinese sucked so bad it was so funny, lol. Yet another invalid point because we all knew. Haha.

6. I remember his best bud Dasmond Koh, from Josh’s early days, and his well established blog is linked to Josh’s.

Sounds real.

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Anyway, we’ll see what he is capable of now. All the best in his renewed career.

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P.s. Meaningless entries for my girlfriends cos they’re as kpo as me! Muaha.

Carmen.

 

CNN on the morning of January the 20th.

Quoting the statistics given by CNN this morning with regards to mobile users of late,

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..the greatest percentage are Indians, who have been known to be found using it at weddings, in cinemas, at work, and even religious meetings.. (not following the exact words but expresses the meaning and similarity of the statement with the exact examples given)..

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Are you thinking what I’m thinking?

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Moving on..

With regards to Mr Barack Obama’s inauguration later today, they emphasize BLACK president in a way I felt was inappropriate. African American would sound way more pleasing to the ears. I wonder if Mr Obama would be pleased to know. Isn’t BLACK a SENSITIVE word anyway? Like if I were to say “he was the first BLACK guy to reach the bus stop” I would probably be charged for racism remarks. I think if I were to say Indian I could probably be charged anyway.

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Why is the society so caught up with the term? INDIANS for one should not carry any form of awkwardness when mentioned in public, especially by non-Indians, since it is only a term to categorize a group of  people in a neutral non-bias manner! Like how CHINESE CHINESE CHINESE wouldn’t sound so offensive to a chinese. People should learn to be a little more self reassuring and have that little bit of security about their race, religion, or skin color.

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I’m preparing more blog entries because my pictures are jamming up AGAIN,
Carmen 

 

Hey’all!

Greetings from Rome!

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I am not sounding as excited despite being in (wwwwowwww, oooouuuu, ggggooooossssh) Rome. BORING.

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I know this isn’t exactly a good reaction to start of with, but trust me that the company here is seriously PLAIN. Except maybe Edina, who I went sight seeing with on day 1.

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Day 2 isn’t exactly is exactly madly torturing. It’s so painful to be in Rome, thinking how the hell I am to survive day 2 with almost ABSOLUTELY nothing to entertain me because I am not very YEAH about spending 50EUROS with a bunch of pathetically boring people touring Vetican City, which I heard is a MUST VISIT place here.

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Aloysius dear, now I fully understand why you were on msn in the middle of the afternoon in Rome. I am doing that now. EXCEPT THAT IT’S STILL 9.59AM IN THE MORNING. AND I’M BLOGGING! =&%$CURSE AND SWEAR=/&%$

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So should I or should I not go touring today?

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Nurul babe! Should I wait for you to tour Rome, visit Vetican, maybe even The Leaning Tower of Pisa, and Venice the next time we arrange our long distance assignment together?

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OK. I HAVE REACHED A CONCLUSION.

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I AM NOT WILLING TO SPEND 50EUROS WITH BORING PEOPLE WHO DOESN’T PLAY WITH ME BECAUSE I DON’T THINK THEY’RE FUN ENOUGH TO SHARE THE JOY OF CAMWHORING WITH ME. It totally defeats the whole purpose because sight seeing = camwhoring, and a whole lot of nonsensical photo taking/posing. And these people simply CMI!

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I will do these on my next visit here.

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Ok, and so I will wait for my baby to GET IN TOUCH with him because it’s the only way to subside my misses for him, and then when it’s too late in Singapore, I will let him sleep and head to town ALONE to get my fridge magnet and baby’s postcard if I can convince myself to.

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I WANNA GO HOME. (and I just told the colleagues to head out without me)
Carmen

Went out with mummy

I dragged mummy to Ikea yesterday to satisfy my horrible meatballs cravings.

Since it was the first meal of our day, and the both of us felt so deprived of food, we ordered 3 servings instead, and spent $26 on breakfast.

As if that wasn’t enough spendings, mummy dragged me to Giant supermarket and drained $87 out of me, of which only 2 ice mountain (85 cents each, 2 cup noodles, and a packet of jelly was mine. Hurray to saving money overseas and depleting them in Singapore. That’s a total of approximately $350 in 2 days! Mummy’s a pro at this! *faints*

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Not too long back, I brought mummy, mummy’s mummy, and my new boyfriend out for lunch at town.

OK, that’s not my new boyfriend, that’s the little brother.

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Out of randomness, and not knowing where to post this under,

My love made me drank 2 bird’s nest in a row!

I’ll be off to Rome tonight to do some first hand city review. So till the 19th! (:
Carmen

Updates

Male, Maldives post is up on the right column..

Click’em > Male, Republic of Maldives

(:
Cheers,
Carmen

HAPPY 22nd KEN!

(No offense but I cannot imagine celebrating my 22nd. SO OLD! Probably the world will come to a dramatic end and mankind will cease to exist by then, HURRAY? Oh, and sorry man Ken, young at heart aright? Hee. OK LAH, unfair cos 22nd for a guy is still considered YOUNG.)

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A Simple Sign of Love from the Brothers.

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May you achieve a well deserved fruitful year ahead, Fate and Destiny are your right hand man, Blessed Birthday and your humble wishes come true for you.

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Carmen

MISC

ONE:

Here’s replying my lovely friends who commented, and not just MIA-ed after reading my blog like everyone else (and for that I love them more then everyone else).

(THE NURULRUL LOVE):
Yes dear, Ben and I not like you and Aremy, we get to meet everytime I’m back. BUT to each their own advantage! I’ve told you the advantage of you and Aremy’s situation so learn to play to your benefit! IMU.

(FIFI DARLING):
**HUGG BACK** Babe! Lol.. why do you feel like giving me a big fat hug after reading my post!? Hm. ANYWAY! Good to read that you’re doing awesome with your boy! Do take care! Much love and misses!

(MY SUPER DUPER HYPER ACTIVE TAKY):
Oh my, everytime I remember you, I remember the times you were FOREVER on sugar high! Council was so much fun with you around! Happy great belated ‘09 dear! (:

(FREDADADARLING):
AHHHHHHH! I’ve updated! Muaha! At least 3 post! Now the ball’s back in your court! Hurry!!!!!!! And your entries are so hillarious!!! I’m addicted to them! I love reading them! Now stop reading this entry and UPDATE… AGAIN!!!!! Haha.. I sound like a psycho stalker! Shit.

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TWO:

MY DEAR BATAM TRIP WITH LOVE, HIS EX AND HER NOW BOYFRIEND, CRYSTAL AND ROY, TZE LIPPY, AND SHIH KAI –> 

I decided against adding any text because I believe just from the pictures itself, you can tell how much fun we all had. (: And yes, I was busy doing nothing because I thought I had work wee early the next day and and didn’t want to tire myself out, only to find out after we reached Singapore’s ferry terminal that it was declared off day. nb.

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THREE:

My love’s blog is:

http://bennjaminc.blogspot.com/

Go steal a peek!

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FOUR:

I’ll be off to Adelaide (Australia) again tonight for a short trip.

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FIVE:

Reminders to SHARIS for our 21.01.09, and ICE and BRAINLESS on the 19.01.09.

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LOVELOVELOVE,
CARMEN – I AM GOING TO FINISH BLOGGING EVERYTHING! YES MAN!  4 more post to go! Haha.. see how back dated I am.